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

his respectful tone, the auctioneer’s demeanor

the anticipation for the items that were about to come out

best item every

the theme of this VIP

Of course, we do not put

assassin peeked

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

start with the

was brought up to the platform and the audience

Clap, clap, clap-

not clap as he simply continued to look down at

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different noise amongst

body quickly stiffened

the dagger

noise that they had

noise had come from

stepped onto the railing in

is 100 million

he heard the auctioneer's excited

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

away from the curtain

Click.

terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin clenched the shield magic device in his chest

think there will be a reason for you to activate your

voice even though he

‘Young.’

voice of

shake. The

Isn’t that

“Haaaa.”

assassin behind him. The merchant guild leader and the assassin. Both of them had

‘An expert.’

that this invisible man was an

Clunk.

Plavin started to move. Plavin’s eyes opened wide as

are you so

white-haired man was sitting at the edge of the table with his arms

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

at

started to get anxious after realizing the man

mage and

man had realized he was about to take his dagger out.

and a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about the

Cale, was just saying whatever

Human, aren’t I great?

magic device, invisibility, and the dagger. Raon

‘What a useful Dragon.’

how Raon learned to work without needing any directions as he

mask only covered the upper half of his face, making his smile

how did you

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

That was not important.

necklace out of his

Clang.

hung the necklace on his index finger and

on the Determination of Fire. He heard the white-haired

“30.”

back to his senses as he clenched

hell are you? How dare you do

“Haaaaa.”

out

“How boring.”

“What?”

boring response. That was why Cale just

“30 billion counds.”

about to get angry, stopped

30 billion counds.

finally understood what Cale was saying.

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go to

and annoyed voice. He was giving off an aura

wanted to get angry, but the gaze of the man made it difficult for

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

“Plavin Singten.”

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

of the

was an

was something anybody could easily

the Sun God. The church

for much longer than the

as well. The man in

a reason something lasts so

had survived much longer than the

had been around before the Empire had even

religions and kingdoms that had

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

had an odd thought after seeing the person in front

The man sounded certain.

sound like he is saying the Church of the Sun God is not done? He is

his face. It was the gaze of a merchant

Singten, they say that you are known for your

indeed

agreed

really

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

emotion moved past