Trash of the Count's Family

Cale's gaze that had been on the black book turned toward Mary and Obante.

Mary started to speak.

“…I am hungry, no, I wish to get stronger.”

There was only one response Cale could give to that.

“Get started.”

It was time to go purify things.

However, there was a voice that stopped him at that moment. One day.

Cale turned around.

It was the video communication device in the ancient Dragon Eruhaben’s hand. The crown prince said one last thing before ending the call. Head to the Empire one day later.

Cale, who was planning to immediately head there after Mary was done, thought for a moment before nodding his head.

“I will do that.”

The call ended with his response.

Cale looked around him.

There were tree trunks woven together like black spiderwebs underneath the bright sun.

In front of Cale’s tent. Obante, the Dark Elf mayor, caressed a black tree trunk.

‘They’re huge.’

The black trunks seemed to be endless. He could feel the dead mana inside of them trying to escape.

There was so much that he could not tell how much dead mana was inside all of these black tree trunks.

‘Mary will become significantly stronger if she absorbs all of this.’

Of course, it was impossible for her to absorb all of it because of the sheer amount.

Obante was disappointed, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Strength was not something that you could gain as much as you wanted just because you wanted it.

It was similar to how there were tiers in sword art and magic.

A beginner swordsman would be useless even with aura.

Everything was only in balance when you had just enough strength to match where you were at.

You were bound to get sick if you ate too much at once.

That was why he was both satisfied and worried about the hesitating Mary.

Cale had told Mary to have all of this dead mana.

That was why Mary was hesitating.

‘She’s probably concerned about taking all of the dead mana by herself when the Dark Elves worked with her last night.’

Obante thought that it was very much like Mary as he approached her.

“Mary.”

She looked toward him once he called her.

“We are fine, so take as much as you want, no, as much as you need to become full.”

Mary could see Tasha and the Dark Elves nodding their heads behind Obante. They had all gathered outside Cale's tent at some point.

“Yes, we have Elementals too!”

“We already absorbed a large amount of dead mana while purifying the black despair last night.”

All of them nodded their heads as they chimed in.

“Mary, you can have it all! You've suffered quite a bit in all those battles up until now.”

“That’s right.”

“You are the most famous of the people from our city and the one who worked the hardest! You deserve something like this as a reward!”

“That’s right!”

The Dark Elves all played off of each other while urging Mary to quickly absorb all of the dead mana.

The Dark Elf warriors were all at least 100 years old. The struggling 27-year-old Mary was like their youngest sister or niece to them.

Mary's gaze moved past the Dark Elves and toward Cale.

He just nodded his head for her to do whatever she wanted.

Mary slowly started to walk after seeing that stoic expression.

Tasha started to shout once Mary started to move.

“All warriors disperse!”

“Yes, ma'am!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

The Dark Elves quickly started to climb the black tree trunks. Tasha continued to give them orders.

“Go around Section 7 and tell people to move away from the vicinity of the black tree trunks!”

She then added on.

“Let them know that the purification is starting!”

Rustle-

The Dark Elves started to move, leaving behind the rustling of leaves in place of a response.

Their voices could be heard coming from all around them.

“The purification is about to start!”

“Please move away from the black trees!”

The voices became quieter as they moved away from the tent, however, that showed that they were reaching all parts of Section 7.

Mary took a deep breath while hearing their voices.

“Huuuuuu.”

Cale pointed to a spot as she did that.

“Your mark is still visible over there.”

Her mark. Mary started to walk toward the mark that she had made.

It was the spot she had accidentally absorbed the dead mana from earlier. She raised her head once she got there.

Large tree trunks were covering the sky.

The spring sky was beautiful, however, she could not enjoy it because it was covered up by the woven tree trunks.

She was touching that tree trunk right now.

Mary put her hand back on the side of the tree that had been purified about the size of her palm.

She then closed her eyes.

She was hungry.

wanted to get

dead mana was painful

was why Mary had chosen

voice kept

hurt yourself to do

that had grabbed onto her, as well as the silver shield of the small Dragon

things that she had faced after making up her mind to go

Boom! Boom! Boom!

feel her heart beating wildly inside of her.

Boom! Boom!

was cheering toward the large amount

Boom! Boom!

would probably still continue even after she absorbed all

were mixed together inside

it was impossible for only good things to happen

Ooooooo-

lifted his head

to shake, no, they

his head

started to appear around Mary. The smoke surrounded Mary as if it was a

however, the people around Cale could not

Ooooooo-

Oooooo-

Ooooooo-

the trees started to

cries that started only around Mary were stretching

“…What is going on?”

“What the…?”

7 all stopped what they

the black trees stopped walking as well. They then looked underneath

Shhhhh.

tree trunk

Dark Elves

way

He looked around.

at the northern

he was stepping on, as well as the small branches around him, were all

what is Mary

He turned his head.

toward the area around the palace where Cale and

was at that

Ooooooo-

suddenly

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

to rustle from the

looked toward Mary

at the tree trunk

trunk was changing colors as

It was turning white.

area the size of Mary’s palm had turned

The Indestructible Shield.

changed when Cale had

It had turned white.

It had turned green.

It had turned beautiful.

The appearance had changed.

Cale was waiting.

was waiting for Mary to

end of that

Shhhhhhh-

the moment the spring breeze stopped and the leaves stopped

chills throughout

‘It's changing.’

turning white, starting from where Mary's hand was

“…Ah!”

let out a

was only looking at

leaves started to grow on the

then started

“…What the?”

Plop.

of the Jungle people dropped the shovel in his

were the remains of the past battle were

It was beautiful.

Jungle citizen and the warriors who were restoring things to normal

covering the sky had disappeared, changing them into white threads that were even brighter than the

changing speed continued to

North, South, East, West.

caring for whether they were by the

watching

“It's too fast!”

the

large amount! It’s

quickly looked

dead

absorbing too large

dangerous for

to be levels in growth,

situation after seeing Obante’s serious expression. She looked toward Mary and

Mary who

on the

resembled spiderwebs looked ready to

entire body was

that was covered by the hood. Mary

‘She's overdoing it.’

quickly reached out toward Mary and started

get hurt. Mary had gone in and out of death quite often ever since she was young. She did not want to see Mary

stopped before

“…I… c-”

could be heard through the

I can do

was not her

voice that was

took her

different voice at that

what I

It was Cale's voice.

her eyes after hearing Cale's

hurt yourself

what

mana flowing toward

were tied up inside the trees were full of

of the people who had faced unjust

‘…I'm at my limit.’

felt her veins that were feeling as if they

body

voice once she

running! Keep running

her mother’s

run as she was dying from being

remember anything before she was ten

voice telling her to run and the soft sand being pushed by her

finally felt like she could understand the

because it

sand had turned black. She had also seen the

Everything had been black.

feeling of the sand even when she tried her

down

thought that she could not enjoy the beautiful sky because of these

it was different

the night sky! The human will