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.

Thank you very much for joining us in this new year celebration VIP

the auctioneer’s demeanor did

the anticipation for the items that were about to come out with some

bringing out one best item every day for the

theme

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

peeked

had risen to his current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the auctioneer's words after seeing the guild

start with the

up to the platform and the audience applauded

Clap, clap, clap-

not clap as he simply continued to look down at the

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different

body quickly

clenched the

small noise that they had just

come from

had stepped onto the railing in order to

bid is 100

the moment he heard the auctioneer's

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

his eyes away from

Click.

but the inner door to the terrace was locked by

there will be a reason for

a voice even though he did not see

‘Young.’

voice of a

started to shake. The man did not care as

Isn’t that

“Haaaa.”

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

‘An expert.’

this invisible man

Clunk.

started to move. Plavin’s eyes opened wide as he stared at the

you so

thin air. The white-haired man was sitting at the edge of the table with his

that was

He’s at least

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

is a mage and

his dagger out. That alone signaled that

after

was just

Human, aren’t I great?

device, invisibility, and the dagger.

‘What a useful Dragon.’

Raon learned to work without needing any directions as

mask only covered the upper half of

how did

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

That was not important.

necklace out of

Clang.

on his index finger and started to shake

the Determination of Fire. He heard

“30.”

as he clenched onto the armrest and started

hell are you? How dare you do this

“Haaaaa.”

out

“How boring.”

“What?”

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

“30 billion counds.”

who was about to

30 billion counds.

saying. He

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go to the Imperial

in an arrogant and annoyed voice. He was giving off an

get angry, but the gaze of

a bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke to

“Plavin Singten.”

stare at the man who was spinning the Determination of Fire as if it was a toy. This was because

the Church of the Sun

an

something anybody could easily

of the Sun God. The

for much longer

changed as well. The man in the white mask confidently continued

a reason

of the Sun God had survived much longer

God had been

many religions and kingdoms

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

thought after seeing

The man sounded certain.

he is saying the Church of the Sun God is not

different expression other than anger and anxiety filled his face. It was the gaze of a merchant who was curious

say that you

was indeed the

internally agreed with

was really good

know what the

different emotion moved past