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

his respectful tone, the auctioneer’s demeanor did not seem respectful

the items that were about to

famous for bringing out one best item every day for the

shared the theme of

do not put

peeked toward

his current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the

we will start with

to the platform and the audience applauded

Clap, clap, clap-

not clap as he simply continued to look down at

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different

Singten's body quickly

Plavin and clenched the

that they

come from

had stepped onto the railing in

starting bid is 100 million

he heard the

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

his eyes away

Click.

was locked by itself

there will be a reason

voice even though he did not

‘Young.’

was the voice

that was clenching the magic device started to shake. The man did not care as he continued to

servant. Isn’t that too vicious?

“Haaaa.”

him. The merchant guild leader and the

‘An expert.’

this invisible man was

Clunk.

in front of Plavin started to move. Plavin’s

are you

thin air. The white-haired man was sitting at the edge

clear blue eyes underneath the white mask that was as white as his hair were looking

Fuck! He’s at

started to get anxious after realizing the man

is a mage and a

take his dagger out. That alone signaled that

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

them, Cale, was just saying whatever

Human, aren’t I great?

dagger. Raon had explained everything to

‘What a useful Dragon.’

at how Raon learned to work without needing any

only covered the upper half of his

did

fact that Plavin's first words to him were useless

That was not important.

took a necklace out of

Clang.

his index finger

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

“30.”

Plavin back to his senses as he clenched onto the armrest and started

the hell are you? How dare you do this

“Haaaaa.”

let out a

“How boring.”

“What?”

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

“30 billion counds.”

to

30 billion counds.

saying. He immediately

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go to the Imperial

was giving off an

gaze of the man made

using a bit of the Dominating Aura

“Plavin Singten.”

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

Empire and the Church of the Sun God.

an unexpected

something anybody could

God. The church had been around longer than

because the Sun God had existed for much longer than the Empire. It was a simple

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

reason

of the Sun God had survived

Sun God had been

and kingdoms

not too long ago. That was why he took the side of the

had an odd thought after seeing the person in

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

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

Singten, they say that you are known

indeed

internally agreed

was really

know about it. You should know what the bad news from the

different emotion moved past Plavin's