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!”

of people with black

Elf Tasha started to

“Shit!”

only

it! We can’t

Elves shouted out

would prefer to fight against the

the people from the palace who were charging toward them without any weapons. It was an awkward

didn't care as he activated his black mana and gave an order

your legs if they cut off your arms and use your body if

‘This crazy bastard.’

eyes started

smiled gently as he controlled

me, your master.

in anger, however, there was nothing

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

“Aaaahhh-”

not

driving

from me if you

people gathered

They

“Ugh!”

human wall that was

surrounding him in order to prevent him from

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang, bang!

black barrier in the air, however, there wasn't

it! Fuck! Hurry up

were popping out as she shouted, however, the

could not help but laugh at

necromancer, can you see

the only one without

Mary in

magic and to

started to

Choi Han who

“Ugggh- Bernard, you bastard!”

“Tower Master-!”

him and slowly walked

Black magic.

to control people

in order to make black despair

Tap.

Bernard stopped walking.

Ooooooooong-

roaring like whirlwinds in both

greatness of black magic that allows you to control many things at once. It

see

ugly hands were

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

the White Bone Dragon and the wyverns so that they could break through

a necromancer were preventing her from winning

time to

his gaze

past Saint Jack and the brown-robed individual next to him

at an empty

“Come out, little Dragon.”

could feel the faint presence of

been

existence that he had seen and felt while he was

and come

to have a crazed look

at

a voice coming from the empty

was still a young

are not

“…Not yours?”

Turn.

Bernard turned his head.

could see someone

It was Saint Jack.

“Ugggh- ugh!”

Drip. Drip.

sweat and blood were dripping down from

The compact

Destroy it.

Purify it.

than ever before, the word of

a simple reason for

“…Heal-”

Jack was trying to heal

destroying, he

by hundreds of people, as well as his sister and the knights who were trying to

expression. He was being pushed down by a

still making

some words toward

‘Is this enough?’

if he had bought enough time for

Jack started to smile.

and Hannah were also looking

were waiting for

fight, but they were waiting because he had asked for some

Jack closed his eyes.

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

the darkness

of light would tell people

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

moved his hands away from each

in the past when he did not want to destroy his younger sister Hannah who had to be healed by Mary using dead

his hands clasped the whole time he was in Section 7

so

together all

down on the

imagine something in

need to paint a

7 of

just need to paint the light one by one, just like

Flap, flap.

Jack's sleeves were fluttering.

“…What-”

urgently reached his

someone grabbed his

lowered his head. He could see the necromancer who

were telling him

‘I will destroy you.’

Bernard started to frown.

“Damn it!”

started to rise up from

Ooooooo-

ground started

started from the Alchemists’

“… Just what-”

of the evacuating citizens turned around to look. He then

“Huh?”

then picked up one of his

a

extending past the bottom of

toward the origin of this

the Alchemists’

Saint Jack.

in every direction. The white line covered the ground similar to how Mary had

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

Jack opened his eyes.

to the voice

“Heal it.”