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

sword forward at the same

be able to see it. Sir

the area for a different reason

could probably set this tense

atmosphere kept the plaza in a

were soon

as an expert swordsman, was handling dead

had turned black after

‘What is going on?’

Empire slowly started to find the answer even in

“Ha, hahaha-”

Sir Bernard was laughing.

side. Furthermore, the person who was known

is this?! I am

visible on

robe pointed to the Sun God

you who are responsible for destroying the Church

were veins showing on his wrinkled face as if he

such false accusations toward the Empire’s Guardian

Pat.

hand patted the Tower Master

old man wearing the Tower Master robe turned

“That’s enough.”

It was Sir Bernard.

“Look around.”

the Tower Master robe looked

they made eye contact with him. He could

heard Saint

Sir Bernard’s hand and the dead mana around it. There is nobody here who would still believe

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

could feel the

that people were paying more attention

man slowly turned his head. He then started to mumble in a quiet voice that only Sir

“…Master.”

He was Bernard's disciple.

started to

slowly started to

“Sir Bernard-”

“Captain-nim.”

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

“Move.”

Someone else was walking toward him as

Tap. Tap.

Tap. Tap.

Bernard and Hannah.

them were walking

she

going to

Bernard stop walking as

Sir Bernard.

his head toward the Alchemists’ Bell Tower behind

Ooooooong-

mana covered both of his

alert and a cold aura soon covered

to speak at that

“I understand. My liege.”

‘…What?’

Hannah started to frown. I leave

was a gentle yet

One thousand years.

been his light for that long period

The White Star.

Bernard started to smile.

“What-”

about to charge toward him in annoyance stopped. She heard

only

their minds.

the ancient Dragon

quickly moving through the

‘A strong presence?

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

to

move in

Screeeech.

the windows in the Bell

in the plaza after forcing open the window that was destroyed

to be heard throughout the

what

Choi Han flinched.

away what is

was talking

he had thrown away half of

Han, the human says

run toward the first floor of the Alchemists’

to echo

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

his head

“…Sir Bernard?”

“Captain-nim?”

and knights were looking at

‘What is going on?’

of the people

group

to do

could see his liege through

the useless

can you move forward

said that

was now time

the fuck are

to the sword master

“Throw the Empire away.”

‘Throw it away?

Throw the Empire away?’

moment that these shocking words that made even Hannah stop running filled the capital.

Ooooooong-

continued

started to flow out

it. It

a screech-like voice at

this is a terrible

her brother Jack. Hannah turned

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

“…Oppa?”

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

Boom!

head

door to the

“…Huh?”

had sent down to the

is the result of a significant amount of

see something odd as Sir

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

around Sir Bernard curled forward as they

“S, Sir Bernard?”

why would you do this to

start to become dyed black. Even the old man wearing the

“…Master-”

of his disciple who