Trash of the Count's Family

A large pit had been created from her attack.

“Ahhh! The explosion-!”

The ground of the plaza shot out debris as it crumbled.

People tried to cover their faces with both of their arms in order to protect themselves from the gust of wind and the debris.

Flap.

“…Priest-nim?”

However, they did not need to do that.

Priests in white robes who suddenly appeared in front of the citizens opened up their arms to block the debris.

One of the citizens who had been blankly standing there with his bag in his arms made eye contact with the priestess who turned around.

It was a middle-aged woman with a gentle appearance.

“May the light be with you.”

“Ah.”

The citizen started to frown after hearing what the priestess had to say. He could see the explosion dying down behind the priestess’s shoulder.

Things were clearly visible now.

“…Holy Maiden-nim.”

The woman who had been the future of the Church of the Sun God along with Saint Jack.

Hannah, the Holy Maiden.

She was covered in gold and black light with a sword as long as a spear in her hand.

“…Sword master.”

His gaze headed toward Hannah’s face. It then headed toward Hannah’s hand. Both of them were covered in black veins that looked like spiderwebs.

‘…Necromancer.’

Anybody could tell that this was the appearance that was characteristic of a necromancer.

So how could a necromancer use an aura that had gold light mixed in with it?

“My goodness-”

However, he could only slowly step backward after seeing something else.

Crackle, sizzle-

Hannah’s aura was crackling like an electric current as it tried to eat up its enemy.

However, there was someone defending against her violent aura.

The backstepping citizen plopped down on the ground after seeing who it was.

“Sir Bernard’s h, hand is-”

A hand covered in black mana was defending against Hannah’s aura.

“Hehe.”

Hannah looked at the person in front of her as she laughed.

“Wow, Sir Bernard. Are you not going to use your sword?”

“…Holy Maiden.”

Sir Bernard stood there with a stoic expression as the black mana continued to surround his hand.

The benign expression disappeared from the old knight’s face and was replaced with coldness. His hand clashed around Hannah's sword.

“How interesting. I knew about you latching onto Cale Henituse, but…”

A smirk appeared on Bernard’s face.

“I didn’t expect for the Holy Maiden to have dead mana-”

It was at that moment.

A loud voice echoed inside the plaza.

“Support the Holy Maiden-nim against the bastard who poisoned her!”

Clang, clang clang!

Many attacks were launched toward Sir Bernard.

It was Rex who had shouted that Bernard was the one to poison the Holy Maiden.

The people wearing the white priest robes had launched attacks as well.

Hannah started to laugh.

“Support? Who needs support?”

Craaaaaackle.

Her gold aura started to rumble.

Sir Bernard could see the craziness within Hannah’s eyes.

“I will kill all of you myself.”

“Damn it.”

Sir Bernard cursed as he let go of the sword in his hand. He then stepped back.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The attacks landed in the spot where he had just been standing.

The sword master Hannah took a step back at the same time.

“Step back.”

Hannah looked toward her older brother Jack and told him to step back. However, Hannah could not help but chuckle after seeing Jack walk up next to her instead of stepping back.

“Cale Henituse must have put something in the water.”

“…Hannah.”

Crack, crack.

Hannah didn’t seem to hear her brother as she moved her neck around to do some stretching.

“Use your divine powers to help others without hitting me. That is the best way you can support me.”

Saint Jack started to smile. It seemed to be a sad smile. Jack’s divine powers were poison to Hannah. He responded to Hannah.

“I’ll use it against the enemies too. It is poison to them.”

Hannah’s smile became wider.

She knew her only family member well.

Hannah and Jack.

Jack and Hannah.

The two of them were actually quite similar.

People just didn’t know about it.

Ooooooong-

sleeves started to flutter. The power of the sun that was full of

pointed her sword

it. Sir Bernard’s hand is

the area for a different

could probably set

plaza in a

of the Empire were soon full

who was known as an expert swordsman, was

hand had turned black after his clash with

‘What is going on?’

of the Empire slowly started to find the answer even in their

“Ha, hahaha-”

Sir Bernard was laughing.

toward Saint Jack’s side. Furthermore, the person who was known

nonsense is this?! I

anger visible on his

wearing the Tower Master robe pointed to the Sun God

are responsible for destroying the Church of the Sun God and attempted

his wrinkled face as if he was

accusations toward the Empire’s Guardian Sword and the Tower Master of the

Pat.

hand patted the Tower

the Tower

“That’s enough.”

It was Sir Bernard.

“Look around.”

man in the

with him. He could also see soldiers holding their weapons up even as they curled up in

heard

dead mana around it. There is nobody here who would still

man wearing the Tower Master's robe started to frown. His pupils

the

could tell that people were paying more attention to

head. He then started to mumble

“…Master.”

He was Bernard's disciple.

Bernard started to

started to

“Sir Bernard-”

“Captain-nim.”

front of Sir Bernard

“Move.”

walk forward. Someone else was walking toward him as

Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap.

Bernard and Hannah.

were

as she asked a

going

stop walking as she said

Sir Bernard.

slightly turned his head toward the Alchemists’ Bell Tower

Ooooooong-

covered both of

aura soon covered the tip of

speak at that

“I understand. My liege.”

‘…What?’

in his head as Hannah started to frown. I

gentle yet

One thousand years.

his light for

The White Star.

Bernard started to smile.

“What-”

who was about to charge toward him in annoyance stopped.

the only one to hear the

their minds. A presence is

ancient

Han, who had been quickly moving through the Alchemists’ Bell Tower with Tasha, stopped

‘A strong presence?

am not sure what it is.

continued to hear Eruhaben's

move in

Screeeech.

one of the windows

in the plaza after forcing open the window that was destroyed during the

enough to be heard throughout

what

Choi Han flinched.

what

was talking about

away half of his despair and filled it with

Han turned his body again. Hurry! Choi Han, the human says to move quickly! He has a bad

first floor of the Alchemists’ Bell

voice continued to echo in

was unable to throw it away, but that esteemed person was able

head

“…Sir Bernard?”

“Captain-nim?”

the soldiers and knights were looking at him

‘What is going on?’

gazes of the people who did not know the

rest of the Empire’s group were

going to do something,

his liege through those humans. Throw

the useless things

then can you move forward and fill it up

that to

now time to throw

the fuck are you talking

smiled and responded to the sword

“Throw the Empire away.”

‘Throw it away?

Throw the Empire away?’

words that made even Hannah stop running filled the capital. Bernard’s two hands pointed to

Ooooooong-

ground continued to

black presence quickly started to flow out of Sir Bernard. Hannah

was used to it. It was similar

screech-like voice at

is

brother Jack. Hannah

and anger visible on his face as he shook his head side to side

“…Oppa?”

I don’t know what it is, but I know that

Boom!

turned her head after hearing

door to the palace

“…Huh?”

that Sir Bernard had sent down to

this is the result of a significant amount

could see something odd as

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

knights and alchemists around Sir Bernard curled forward

“S, Sir Bernard?”

you

start to become dyed black. Even the old man wearing the Tower Master's robe suffered

“…Master-”

his disciple