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.

for joining us in this new

the auctioneer’s demeanor

were

VIP auction is famous for bringing out one best item every day for the duration

the theme of this

we do not put living

assassin peeked

his current position through that barbaric slave trade. However, the assassin ignored the auctioneer's words

start

the platform and the audience

Clap, clap, clap-

he simply continued to look down at the

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

heard a different noise

body quickly

Plavin and clenched the dagger that was inside of his

noise that they

had come from the

as if someone had stepped onto

is 100 million

was the moment he heard the auctioneer's

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

take his eyes away from the curtain

Click.

terrace was locked by itself as

think there will be a reason for you to activate your

even though he did not

‘Young.’

the voice of a young

the magic device started to shake. The man

servant. Isn’t that too

“Haaaa.”

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

‘An expert.’

that this invisible man

Clunk.

table in front of Plavin started to move. Plavin’s eyes opened wide as he

you so

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

that was as

Fuck! He’s at least a high-grade

man

a mage

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

a fighter. The assassin got a headache after thinking about

intruder in front of them, Cale, was just saying whatever Raon was

Human, aren’t I great?

invisibility, and the dagger. Raon

‘What a useful Dragon.’

pushed aside his satisfaction at how Raon learned to work without needing any directions as

half of his face, making his smile completely

did

at the fact that

That was not important.

out of his chest

Clang.

on his index finger and started

Fire.

“30.”

number brought Plavin back to his senses as he clenched

hell are you? How dare you do this

“Haaaaa.”

let out

“How boring.”

“What?”

boring response. That was why Cale just said what he

“30 billion counds.”

about to

30 billion counds.

finally understood what Cale was saying. He immediately responded back

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

go to the

and annoyed voice. He was giving

angry, but the gaze of the man made it difficult for him

bit of the Dominating Aura as

“Plavin Singten.”

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

Church of the Sun God. Which has the longer

was an unexpected

something anybody could easily

naturally the Church of the Sun God. The church had been around longer than the

God had existed for much longer

The man in the white mask confidently continued to

a reason something lasts

Church of the Sun God had

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

the many religions 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 all of

he had an odd thought after

The man sounded certain.

does it sound like he is saying the Church of the Sun God is

his face. It was the gaze of a merchant who

they say that you are known for

was indeed the

internally agreed with

really good

know what the

moved past Plavin's