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-

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

her sword forward at the same

able to see it. Sir Bernard’s hand

the area for a different

set this tense

kept the plaza

the Empire were soon full of anxiety

an expert swordsman,

turned black after his

‘What is going on?’

find the answer

“Ha, hahaha-”

Sir Bernard was laughing.

Saint Jack’s side. Furthermore, the person

nonsense is this?! I am the Tower

was anger visible on his

robe pointed to the Sun God twins

who are responsible for

wrinkled face as if he was really

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

Pat.

patted the Tower Master on

man wearing the Tower

“That’s enough.”

It was Sir Bernard.

“Look around.”

man in the

could also see soldiers holding their weapons up even as they

heard Saint

and the dead mana around it. There is nobody here

old man wearing the Tower Master's robe started to

feel the atmosphere

could tell that people were paying more attention to what the Saint had

He then started to mumble in a quiet voice that only

“…Master.”

He was Bernard's disciple.

started to

started

“Sir Bernard-”

“Captain-nim.”

and alchemists stood in front of Sir Bernard in

“Move.”

slowly started to walk forward. Someone else was

Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap.

Bernard and Hannah.

two of them were walking

as she asked

you going to

could see Bernard stop walking

Sir Bernard.

his head toward the Alchemists’ Bell Tower behind Hannah. His

Ooooooong-

mana covered both of his

a cold aura soon covered the tip of her

started to speak at that

“I understand. My liege.”

‘…What?’

heard a voice in his head as Hannah started to

gentle yet

One thousand years.

his light for that long

The White Star.

Bernard started to smile.

“What-”

him in

not the only

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

the ancient Dragon Eruhaben's

quickly moving through the Alchemists’ Bell Tower

‘A strong presence?

strong enough for a Dragon to call strong?’ I am

continued to hear Eruhaben's

started to move in

Screeeech.

opened one of the windows in the

window that was destroyed during the battle. Choi Han heard Sir

was loud enough to be

what

Choi Han flinched.

away what is

was talking

had thrown away half of his

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

the first floor of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower

continued to echo in the

but that esteemed person was able to

turned his head to the

“…Sir Bernard?”

“Captain-nim?”

soldiers and knights were

‘What is going on?’

the people who did not know the

Empire’s group were looking

to

could see his liege through those

the useless

can you move forward and

that to him many

now time

are

sword master Hannah who was charging toward

“Throw the Empire away.”

‘Throw it away?

Throw the Empire away?’

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

Ooooooong-

ground continued to

presence quickly started to flow out of Sir

used to it. It was

a screech-like voice at

This, this is

was her brother Jack.

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

“…Oppa?”

know what it is, but I know that it is

Boom!

her head

door to the palace behind

“…Huh?”

Bernard had sent down to

is the result

something odd as Sir Bernard continued to

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Sir Bernard curled forward

“S, Sir Bernard?”

would you do

could see the eyes of the people around Sir Bernard start to become dyed black.

“…Master-”

patted the head of his disciple who had been