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.

to get

dead mana was painful

was why Mary

a voice kept echoing in

yourself to

Cale's reddish-brown eyes and his weak hand that had grabbed onto her, as well

making up her mind

Boom! Boom! Boom!

inside of her. She was shaking in

Boom! Boom!

was cheering toward the large amount of dead mana inside the tree

Boom! Boom!

of pain that would probably still

emotions were mixed

it was impossible for only good things to happen in the

Ooooooo-

lifted his

trunks started to shake, no, they started

lowered his

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

sight was shocking, however, the people around Cale could not focus

Ooooooo-

Oooooo-

Ooooooo-

cries of the trees started to

around

“…What is going on?”

“What the…?”

Section 7 all stopped what they were

been telling people to move away from the black trees stopped walking as well. They

Shhhhh.

tree trunk was

the Dark

the way

He looked around.

northern

on, as well as the small branches around

Mary trying to

He turned his head.

looked toward the area around the

at that

Ooooooo-

trees suddenly stopped

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh-

rustle from the spring

Mary through

he was looking at the tree trunk that she

changing colors as she

It was turning white.

size of Mary’s palm

The Indestructible Shield.

changed when Cale had received

It had turned white.

It had turned green.

It had turned beautiful.

The appearance had changed.

Cale was waiting.

was waiting for Mary to show him

the end

Shhhhhhh-

the spring breeze stopped and

chills throughout

‘It's changing.’

white, starting from where Mary's

“…Ah!”

out a

Cale was only looking

grow on the white

started

“…What the?”

Plop.

people dropped the shovel in

remains of the past battle were turning completely white and filling with

It was beautiful.

the warriors who were restoring things to normal

threads covering the sky had disappeared, changing them

speed continued

North, South, East, West.

they were by the palace, the business district, or

of the people watching this

“It's too fast!”

was coming from the Dark Elf

large amount!

looked around

absorbing dead

too large

dangerous for

were bound to be levels in growth, so

tell the current situation after seeing Obante’s serious expression. She looked toward Mary and walked a bit

could then clearly see Mary who

was on

veins that resembled spiderwebs

body was

was falling from Mary’s face that was covered

‘She's overdoing it.’

quickly reached out toward Mary and

out of death quite often ever since she was young. She did not want to see

before

“…I… c-”

could be heard through

I can do

was not her

voice that was

took her

a different voice at that

remember what I

It was Cale's voice.

closed her eyes after hearing Cale's

yourself to do

what he

mana flowing toward

that were tied up inside the

the people who had faced unjust deaths even

‘…I'm at my limit.’

her veins that were feeling as if they would burst from the dead mana

entire body was shaking

could hear a voice once she closed her

keep running! Keep running without

was her

as she was dying from being poisoned by dead

before she was

her to run

finally felt like she could understand the

it was in the

in the desert at night when the sand had turned black. She had also seen the black

Everything had been black.

her mother’s voice and the feeling of the sand even when she tried her best to remember her

bit down on her

that she could not enjoy the beautiful sky because of these

it was

the night sky! The human