Trash of the Count's Family

The top floor of the Golden Tree. This location that was the highest spot in Vegas City was as quiet as a theatre waiting for a play to start, although there were some whispers down below.

Click.

The Singten Guild Leader Plavin opened the door to R-3.

The auction house for the VIP auction had seats from 1 - 5. However, there were VIP sections as well.

R.

This was the symbol for the terrace where you could see the auction platform, as well as the seats below.

The auction house had a total of 8 terraces like this, and they were all labeled by the letter R.

It was possible to see the entire platform, but most importantly, the terrace had a sound barrier and made it easier to hide your identity in comparison to the other seats.

Plavin Singten entered terrace number 3 while wearing a mask that was embedded with beautiful jewels.

Screeech.

He opened the curtains covering the terrace.

Plavin had to find a seat in R-3 at short notice, however, it was not difficult as the seat originally assigned to the Singten Merchant Guild, which was one of the top five merchant guilds in the Empire, was within the 8 terraces.

The number itself was not important.

“Guild leader-nim, shall I bring some tea?”

Plavin turned toward the voice.

The participants inside the auction house could bring one servant with them. Knights and mages could not come with them.

That was why Plavin had brought the assassin guild's vice guild leader as his servant.

“No need.”

Plavin did not even sit at the luxurious couch as he looked around the terrace.

‘Is he on terrace 4?’

‘That bastard. Where could the crazy bastard with the Determination of Fire be located?’

That was the only thing Plavin was focused on right now.

The eight terraces were all paired up, however, there was a thick wall between the paired terraces in order to make it difficult to know who was on the other terraces.

Plavin licked his lips with his tongue.

‘Just how are we going to meet?’

He had no idea about how the person would approach him. He asked the assassin a question.

“The Flynn Merchant Guild is on terrace 4?”

“Yes sir. It is said to be Billos, who is second in line to succeed the leader.”

From terrace 1 to terrace 8, the Singten Guild Leader had used all of his information networks in order to figure out who was on each terrace.

‘…Is the Flynn Merchant Guild's successor the crazy bastard?’

Billos, the bastard son of the Flynn Merchant Guild's guild leader, was still young. But most importantly, he had never gone near the Empire’s Vatican nor had he had any contact with the Pope.

‘It is possible that I just didn't know.’

It could be that he was looking down on the Flynn Merchant Guild, however, his instincts that had been honed through years of experience were telling him something.

It was not the Flynn Merchant Guild.

They were not at that level.

He was close to certain that his intuition was correct.

It was a more difficult existence to determine. That seemed to be the crazy bastard's identity.

“It will start soon. How about we sit down for now?”

“Sure.”

Plavin realized that he had been overly anxious after hearing the assassin’s comment. His face underneath the beautiful mask was extremely nervous.

‘The Flynn Merchant Guild's successor apparently already entered terrace 4.’

Plavin was the last to enter terrace R. The staff of the Golden Tree Auction House had closed the entrance to the terrace as soon as he entered. Talented swordsmen were said to be guarding outside the door.

‘But they’re probably still weaker than that crazy bastard.’

Plavin hated the person blackmailing him, but still wanted to see who it was.

‘Is this what it feels like to be dragged around?’

The merchant guild leader had changed his goal after last night. The original goal was to reveal the person and take the necklace away, however, it had now changed into making a deal.

A mutually beneficial deal.

This meeting would not be too bad if it was a mutually beneficial deal. Plavin made up his mind to put his, ‘know-how,’ that he had gained after so many years to use.

Of course, he had no idea that the phrase, ‘mutually beneficial deal,’ was not in the other person's mind.

Boom-

He started to hear the sound of a drum beating.

“It is starting.”

“Yes.”

Plavin sat up straight at the assassin's words and casually looked down at the platform.

The auctioneer for the auction walked up to the beat of the drum. The auctioneer was also wearing a fancy mask as he spoke into the amplification magic device.

for joining us in this new year celebration

auctioneer’s demeanor

were about to come out

out one best

the theme of

people.’ Ah! Of course, we do not put living Beasts up for auction. We despise barbaric acts such as

peeked toward

Singten was someone who had risen to his current position through that barbaric slave trade.

start

to the platform and

Clap, clap, clap-

he simply continued to

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different noise

Singten's body quickly stiffened

quickly moved behind Plavin and clenched the dagger

that they had

noise had come

was as if someone had stepped onto the railing

is

was the moment he heard the

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

eyes away from the curtain that closed

Click.

see any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin clenched the shield magic device in his chest

don't think there will be a reason for you to activate your

heard a voice even though he

‘Young.’

was the voice

started to shake. The man did not

assassin as your servant. Isn’t that too vicious?

“Haaaa.”

the nervous sigh of the assassin behind him. The merchant guild leader and the assassin. Both of them had the same thought in

‘An expert.’

were thinking that this invisible

Clunk.

Plavin’s eyes opened wide as he

you so

man was

mask that was as white as his

He’s at least a

leader started to get anxious after realizing the man had been using

is a mage and a

realized he was about to take his dagger out. That

a headache after thinking about the man’s stealthiness and the red fog from the night

just saying whatever Raon was telling him in his

Human, aren’t I great?

invisibility, and the dagger. Raon

‘What a useful Dragon.’

at how Raon learned to work without needing any directions as he

mask only covered the upper half of his face, making

how did

head at the fact that Plavin's first words to him were useless

That was not important.

a necklace out of his

Clang.

his index finger

on the Determination of Fire. He heard the white-haired man’s voice at that

“30.”

to his senses as he clenched onto the armrest and

the hell are you? How dare you do

“Haaaaa.”

out a

“How boring.”

“What?”

listen to such a boring response. That was why Cale just said what he

“30 billion counds.”

about to get angry,

30 billion counds.

was saying. He immediately

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

I go to the Imperial

was giving off an aura that made it difficult to even

to get angry, but the gaze of the man made

using a bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke to Plavin

“Plavin Singten.”

was spinning the Determination of Fire as if it was a toy. This was

and the Church of the Sun God. Which has the

an

was something anybody could easily

the Church of the Sun God. The church

the Sun God had existed for much longer than the Empire.

man in the white mask confidently continued to

is a reason something lasts so

Sun God had survived

of the Sun God had been around before the

many religions and kingdoms that had disappeared

had included the Church of the Sun God in that list not too long ago. That was why he took the side of the Empire and had planned on retrieving the Determination of Fire in order to end all of his relations to the

he had an odd thought after

The man sounded certain.

the Sun God is not done? He is speaking as if it will last much longer than

anger and anxiety filled his face. It was

say that you are

indeed

internally agreed

was really good

it. You should know what the bad news

moved past