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.

you very much for

the auctioneer’s demeanor did not

the anticipation for the items that were

for bringing out one best item every day for the duration of the

auctioneer shared the theme

course, we do not put living Beasts up for auction. We despise barbaric acts

assassin peeked

barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored

we will start with

was brought up to the platform and

Clap, clap, clap-

clap as he simply continued to

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

heard a different noise amongst the

body quickly stiffened

quickly moved behind Plavin and clenched the dagger that was

small noise that they

had come from the

had stepped onto

starting bid is

he heard the auctioneer's excited

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

could not take his eyes away from the

Click.

not see any intruders, but the inner door to the terrace was locked

be a reason for

a voice even though

‘Young.’

the voice of

was clenching the magic device started to shake. The

your servant. Isn’t that too vicious? Put away

“Haaaa.”

assassin behind him. The merchant guild leader and the assassin. Both

‘An expert.’

thinking that this invisible

Clunk.

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

you

of thin air. The white-haired man was sitting at

white mask that was as white as his hair were looking at

at least a

man had been using invisibility magic,

a mage and a

to take his dagger out.

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

of them, Cale, was just saying whatever

Human, aren’t I great?

the dagger. Raon had explained

‘What a useful Dragon.’

Raon learned to work without needing

covered the upper half of his face, making his smile completely

did

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

That was not important.

out

Clang.

his index finger and

stuck on the Determination of Fire. He heard

“30.”

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

hell are you? How dare you do

“Haaaaa.”

out a

“How boring.”

“What?”

no intention to listen to such a boring response. That was why Cale just said what he needed to

“30 billion counds.”

was about to get angry,

30 billion counds.

what Cale was saying. He immediately responded back in

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

should I go to the

annoyed voice. He was giving off an aura

get angry, but the gaze of the man made

Aura as he

“Plavin Singten.”

was spinning the Determination of Fire as if it was a toy. This was because he had no idea what

the Sun God. Which has the

was an

was something anybody could

the Sun God. The church had

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

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

reason

Church of the Sun God had survived much longer than

Church of the Sun God had been around before the Empire had even set its foundation

recalled the many religions and kingdoms that

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

odd thought after seeing

The man sounded certain.

is saying the Church of the Sun God is not done? He is speaking as if it

It was the gaze of a merchant who

you

was indeed

internally agreed with the

really good

should know about it. You should know what the

emotion moved past