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-

Jack’s sleeves started to flutter. The power of the sun that was full of healing abilities

her sword forward

see it. Sir

the area for a different reason this

could probably set this tense

the plaza in a moment of

of the Empire were soon full

known as an expert swordsman, was handling dead

had turned black

‘What is going on?’

started to find the answer even in their chaotic state. It could not be

“Ha, hahaha-”

Sir Bernard was laughing.

and alchemists surrounded him and raised their weapons toward Saint Jack’s side. Furthermore, the person

this?! I am the Tower

was anger visible on his stubborn

the Tower Master robe pointed to the

you who are responsible for destroying the Church of the Sun God and attempted to

on his wrinkled face as if he was really

the Empire’s Guardian Sword and the Tower Master of the Empire's Alchemists’ Bell

Pat.

patted the Tower

Tower Master robe

“That’s enough.”

It was Sir Bernard.

“Look around.”

in the Tower Master

people stepping back as they made eye contact with him. He could also see soldiers holding their weapons up even

heard Saint

dead mana around it. There

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

the atmosphere around

could tell that people were paying more attention

then started to mumble in a quiet

“…Master.”

He was Bernard's disciple.

started to

slowly started

“Sir Bernard-”

“Captain-nim.”

stood in front of Sir Bernard in order to stop him, however, he

“Move.”

started to walk forward. Someone else was

Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap.

Bernard and Hannah.

two of them were walking toward

smiled as she asked a

you going to

see Bernard stop walking

Sir Bernard.

the Alchemists’ Bell Tower behind Hannah. His two hands

Ooooooong-

mana covered both

alert and a cold aura soon covered the tip of her

speak at that

“I understand. My liege.”

‘…What?’

head as Hannah started to frown. I leave it to

was a gentle

One thousand years.

light for that long

The White Star.

Bernard started to smile.

“What-”

to charge toward him in annoyance

only

heard a voice in their minds. A presence is approaching.

the ancient Dragon

been quickly moving through the Alchemists’ Bell Tower with Tasha,

‘A strong presence?

is strong enough for a Dragon to call strong?’ I am not sure what it

continued to

to move

Screeeech.

one of the windows

what was going on in the plaza after forcing open the window that was destroyed during the battle. Choi

enough to be heard throughout the

what

Choi Han flinched.

what

was talking

he had thrown away

Choi Han, the human says to move

Han quickly started to run toward the first floor of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower after

to echo in

throw it away, but that esteemed person was able to

head

“…Sir Bernard?”

“Captain-nim?”

the soldiers and knights were looking at him

‘What is going on?’

of the people

of the Empire’s group were looking at

going to do something,

liege through those humans.

useless

you move forward and fill

had said that to him

now time to

are you

and responded to the sword master Hannah who

“Throw the Empire away.”

‘Throw it away?

Throw the Empire away?’

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

Ooooooong-

continued

out of Sir Bernard. Hannah flinched at

it. It was similar

a screech-like voice

This, this is

Jack. Hannah turned her

his face as he shook his head side

“…Oppa?”

don’t know what it is,

Boom!

head after hearing a

the palace

“…Huh?”

Bernard had sent down to the

this is the result of a significant amount of

as Sir Bernard continued

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

alchemists around Sir Bernard curled

“S, Sir Bernard?”

why would you

the people around Sir Bernard start to become dyed

“…Master-”

the head of his disciple who had been a puppet Tower