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.

meet you. Thank you very much for joining

respectful tone, the auctioneer’s demeanor did

anticipation for the items that were about to come out with some

bringing out one best item

theme

not put living Beasts up for auction. We despise barbaric acts such

assassin peeked

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

start with

first item was brought up to the platform and the

Clap, clap, clap-

simply continued to look down at

Clap, clap, clap-

Tap.

different

Singten's body quickly

moved behind Plavin and clenched the dagger that was inside of his chest

small noise that they had

noise had come

onto

bid is 100 million

he heard the

Screeech.

The curtains closed.

his eyes away

Click.

door to the terrace was locked by itself as well. Plavin

think there will be a

even though he did not

‘Young.’

voice of a young

device started to shake. The man did not care as he continued

your servant. Isn’t that too vicious? Put

“Haaaa.”

him. The merchant guild leader and the assassin.

‘An expert.’

this invisible

Clunk.

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

you so

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

blue eyes underneath the white mask that was as

Fuck! He’s at least a high-grade

after realizing the man

mage and a

to take his dagger out. That

got a headache after thinking about the man’s stealthiness and the

them, Cale, was just

Human, aren’t I great?

and the dagger. Raon

‘What a useful Dragon.’

to work without needing

only covered the upper half of his face,

did

his head at the fact that

That was not important.

necklace out of his

Clang.

index finger and

Determination of Fire.

“30.”

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

How dare you do this

“Haaaaa.”

let out

“How boring.”

“What?”

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

“30 billion counds.”

who was about to get angry, stopped

30 billion counds.

was saying. He immediately responded

“W, what crazy nonsense!”

I go

white-haired man responded back in an arrogant and annoyed voice. He was

but the gaze of the man made it

bit of the Dominating Aura as he spoke to

“Plavin Singten.”

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

Empire and the Church of the Sun God. Which has the longer

an unexpected

it was something anybody could easily

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

because the Sun God had existed for much longer than the

The man in the white mask confidently

is a reason something

God had survived

had been around before the Empire had even set

religions and

of the Empire and had planned on retrieving the Determination

odd thought after seeing the person in front of

The man sounded certain.

is not done? He is speaking as if it will

and anxiety filled his face. It was the gaze of a merchant who

you are known for

was indeed

internally agreed with

was really good

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

different emotion moved