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.

much for joining

the auctioneer’s demeanor did

items that were

one best item every day for the duration

auctioneer shared the theme

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

assassin peeked toward

position through that barbaric slave trade. However,

we will start with

brought up to the platform and the

Clap, clap, clap-

clap as he simply continued to look down at

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

a different noise amongst the

body quickly

quickly moved behind Plavin and clenched the dagger that

that they had just

come

was as if someone had stepped onto

bid is

the moment he heard the auctioneer's excited

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

take his eyes away

Click.

any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin

there will be a reason for you to activate your

a voice even though he did

‘Young.’

was the voice of a

shake.

servant. Isn’t that too vicious?

“Haaaa.”

hear 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.’

that this

Clunk.

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

are you so

The white-haired man was sitting at the edge of the table

man’s clear blue eyes underneath the white mask that

Fuck! He’s at least a high-grade

the man had been using invisibility magic, however, the assassin was

mage

take his dagger out. That alone signaled that the man was involved in martial

a high-grade mage and a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about the man’s stealthiness and the red fog from the night before

of them, Cale, was just saying whatever Raon was telling him

Human, aren’t I great?

dagger. Raon

‘What a useful Dragon.’

satisfaction at how Raon learned to work without needing

of his

did you

shook his head at the fact that Plavin's first words

That was not important.

necklace out of his

Clang.

the necklace on his index

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

“30.”

senses as he clenched onto the armrest and started to

hell are you? How dare you do

“Haaaaa.”

let out

“How boring.”

“What?”

response. That was why Cale just said what he

“30 billion counds.”

who was about to get angry, stopped

30 billion counds.

what Cale was saying. He immediately responded

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

I go to the Imperial

arrogant and annoyed voice. He was giving off

gaze of the man made it

was using a bit of the Dominating Aura as

“Plavin Singten.”

if it

and the Church of the Sun God. Which has the

an

something anybody could easily

of the Sun God. The church had been around longer

was because the Sun God had existed for much

well. The man in the white mask

a reason

had survived

fact, the roots of the Church of the Sun God had been around before the Empire had even set its foundation in the western

and kingdoms that had disappeared throughout

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

thought after seeing the

The man sounded certain.

it sound like he is saying the Church of the Sun God is not done? He is speaking as if it will last much longer than

anxiety filled his face. It was the gaze of a merchant who was curious about this

they say that you are known for your political

indeed

internally agreed with the

was really

should know what the

different emotion moved