Trash of the Count's Family

Saint Jack took the Condemnation of the Sun out of his pocket and opened up his palm. He could see the small old compact mirror.

Click.

There were two small mirrors visible once he opened it up.

Jack’s face was visible on the mirrors. He saw a word appear on the mirrors as well.

< Condemnation >

Jack received the will of the Sun God the moment he read that word.

'Punish that darkness.

Destroy it.'

Jack’s gaze headed forward.

He could see the people whose eyes had turned black. They were holding weapons or casting magic while trying to protect Tower Master Bernard.

‘Destroy them?

I'm supposed to punish them?’

The Condemnation of the Sun.

This divine item was said to make the night white.

The book left behind by the Queen of Death had said to pull a sword out of the mirror.

“Cough!”

“Ugh! Get them! Tie them up!”

Jack turned his head around. The Dark Elves who were not participating in the battle were doing their best to prevent more black eyed individuals from heading to Bernard.

There were people who were doing administrative tasks in the Alchemists’ Bell Tower as well as some people who were captured and brought as slaves.

“…Saint-nim?”

Cale called out toward the stiff Saint. Jack then turned toward Cale.

Cale finally realized it. The Saint was actually calm and collected right now. Jack started to speak.

“I need some time.”

He needed time to activate the divine item.

He needed to make it so that the innocent would not get hurt. He didn't know how, but he needed to at least try. He needed to try to purify them.

“You need time to purify things?”

Saint Jack nodded his head to Cale who understood his meaning properly.

“Yes.”

Jack could see Cale’s mouth slowly start to open at that moment.

It was a confident but quiet voice. However, the message would soon be delivered to everyone.

“Raon, deliver the message.” I understand, human!

Choi Han and Tasha who were running toward Bernard, as well as the sword master Hannah who was charging toward Bernard in the air.

Mary, Sir Rex, and the assassin Freesia as well.

Cale's order was delivered to all of their minds. Change of plans.

The people moving all flinched. The attack squad will buy as much time as possible. Only focus on attacking Bernard. The evacuation team will focus all efforts on getting people out.

Saint Jack could see Cale’s eyes.

The man who was as calm as usual gave the order.

“Saint Jack’s purification will now start. Help him.”

Rooooooooooooooooooooar-

He heard a roar at that moment.

Saint Jack lifted his head up.

The White Bone Dragon was flapping its large wings as it let out a roar. A black gold aura that looked like a thunderbolt cut through the sky as well.

“…Hannah.”

The Saint could see his little sister who was charging toward Bernard without any semblance of a smile on her face.

The citizens who were evacuating shouted after seeing that scene.

“…A Dragon Knight!”

Unlike the Roan Kingdom’s Dragon Knight, they could only see white when they looked toward the white-robed Hannah and the White Bone Dragon from afar.

“Hahaha! Are you trying to kill everyone?”

Bernard started to laugh as he moved his hands. However, his gaze was focused on the necromancer Mary.

Mary started to move her hands as well.

The White Bone Dragon and the wyverns charged toward the ground following her movements.

They looked like meteors falling in the night sky.

Bernard started to speak while looking at this sight that would look beautiful from a distance.

“Black mages are in a different class than necromancers who can only control the dirty remains of the dead.”

There were significant differences between black mages and necromancers who could only handle bones. Even though the word, ‘black,’ was with it, they could still imitate nature and use magic.

Bernard’s left hand started to move.

A black barrier appeared in the sky.

It was similar to Raon and even Cale's shield.

Baaaaang! Bang! Baaaaang!

The White Bone Dragon and the wyverns crashed into the black barrier. They were unable to get past this thick and sturdy barrier.

Bernard looked at them struggle before looking forward again. He then started to speak.

“Isn’t is similar to the Henituse battle?”

The battle between the Northern Alliance and the Henituse territory.

Cale's shield had gone up against the Wyvern Knights Brigade. A similar sight was taking place in the Empire right now.

Bernard who was entertained at that fact then looked toward Choi Han.

Saint Jack, Choi Han and Mary. Everything became clear once they appeared.

Cale Henituse and the Roan Kingdom.

“Of course, the difference is that I am playing the role of Cale Henituse this time. Will I become the hero?”

Bernard could see Choi Han in a white robe swinging his sword toward him.

Choi Han gave a short response back as he swung his sword.

“Nonsense.”

Bernard laughed as he moved his right hand this time.

“Go fight.”

Bang!

Choi Han’s aura was blocked.

Three knights with black eyes blocked Choi Han and protected Bernard.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

Han could see a group of people with

Dark Elf Tasha

“Shit!”

can only suppress

it! We can’t kill

Dark Elves shouted out with

fight against

frown as they had to face the people from the palace who were charging toward them

he activated his black mana and gave

the enemies. Use your legs if they cut off your arms and use your body if they cut off

‘This crazy bastard.’

started to burn up

gently as he

your master. Kill the

Dark Elves all glared at him in

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

“Aaaahhh-”

not be

is driving me

away from me if you don't want

people gathered around

and feet. They

“Ugh!”

could see the human wall

him in order

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang, bang!

to break through the black barrier in the air, however,

it! Fuck! Hurry up and

shouted, however, the

could not help but laugh

necromancer, can you

the only one without any

to Mary in a

has the power to use magic and to control people to do your

slowly started to

Dark Elves and Choi Han who were being

“Ugggh- Bernard, you bastard!”

“Tower Master-!”

him and slowly walked

Black magic.

power to control people to

to make black despair or control

Tap.

Bernard stopped walking.

Ooooooooong-

whirlwinds in

to control many things at once.

could see Mary’s

hands were moving

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

was moving her hands and controlling the White Bone Dragon and the wyverns

limits as a necromancer were preventing her from winning

time to call my

his gaze away

Jack and the brown-robed individual next to him and stopped

at an empty spot in the

“Come out, little Dragon.”

presence of the young

was the same Dragon that had been with Cale Henituse at the Whipper

seen and felt while he was in Honte’s

and come

a crazed look

was at that

heard a voice coming

was still a young

are not mine to

“…Not yours?”

Turn.

Bernard turned his head.

see someone kneeling on

It was Saint Jack.

“Ugggh- ugh!”

Drip. Drip.

were dripping

clasped his hands together. The

Destroy it.

Purify it.

than ever before, the word

a simple reason for

“…Heal-”

was because Jack was trying to

of destroying, he was trying to

back by hundreds of people, as well as his sister and the knights who

being pushed down by a wall of people

he was still making sure that

some words

‘Is this enough?’

he had bought enough time

Jack started to smile.

Dark Elves and Hannah

waiting

were waiting because he had asked for some

Jack closed his eyes.

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

voice in the darkness was shouting like that

would tell people to

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

his hands

did not want to destroy his younger sister Hannah who had to

whole time he was in Section 7 of

his hands clasped tightly together so that he

had been clasped together all those times

down on

to imagine something in the darkness with his eyes

need to paint

7 of

the light one by one, just like how those dark

Flap, flap.

Jack's sleeves were fluttering.

“…What-”

reached his

grabbed

head. He could see the necromancer who

were telling

‘I will destroy you.’

Bernard started to frown.

“Damn it!”

started to rise up from his

Ooooooo-

started to

started from the Alchemists’ Bell

“… Just what-”

of the evacuating citizens turned around to look. He then looked

“Huh?”

up one

was a white

see a white line extending past the bottom of

head toward the origin of this white

Alchemists’

Saint Jack.

was extending out from his hands. It was heading throughout the capital in every direction. The

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

Jack opened his eyes.

the

“Heal it.”