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!”

could see a group of people with black eyes all shout as they charged

Elf Tasha

“Shit!”

can only

can’t kill

Elves shouted

would prefer to fight against the

people from the palace who

as he activated his black mana and gave

cut off your arms and use your body if they

‘This crazy bastard.’

Tasha’s eyes started to burn up

smiled gently as he controlled

me, your master. Kill

in anger, however, there

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

“Aaaahhh-”

could not be

is driving

away from me if you don't

people gathered

feet. They could see

“Ugh!”

human wall that was

in order to

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang, bang!

still trying to break through the black barrier in the air, however, there

Fuck! Hurry up and

as she shouted, however, the black barrier

but

necromancer, can you

currently the only one without any

to Mary in a relaxed

power to use magic and to

started to

the Dark Elves and Choi Han who

“Ugggh- Bernard, you bastard!”

“Tower Master-!”

and slowly walked on as he only spoke to

Black magic.

people to do

to make black despair or control

Tap.

Bernard stopped walking.

Ooooooooong-

was roaring like whirlwinds

the greatness of black magic that allows you to control many things

could see Mary’s

ugly hands were moving

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

and the wyverns so that they could break through

a necromancer were preventing her

is time to call

moved his gaze away from

past Saint Jack and the brown-robed individual next to

an empty spot

“Come out, little Dragon.”

feel the faint presence of the young Dragon since a while

that had been with Cale Henituse at the Whipper

the existence that he had seen and felt

up and come

have a crazed look

was at that

voice coming from

still a

not mine

“…Not yours?”

Turn.

Bernard turned his head.

someone kneeling

It was Saint Jack.

“Ugggh- ugh!”

Drip. Drip.

blood were dripping down from his

together. The

Destroy it.

Purify it.

desire than ever before, the word of

a simple

“…Heal-”

was because Jack was trying to heal

of destroying, he was trying

the Dark Elves being held back by hundreds of people, as well as his sister and the knights who were trying to break

expression. He was being pushed down by a wall of people that only

still making sure that

some words toward

‘Is this enough?’

asking if he had

Jack started to smile.

Hannah

were waiting for

but they were waiting because he had asked

Jack closed his eyes.

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

in the darkness

light would tell people to destroy

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

hands

to destroy his younger

clasped the whole time he was in Section 7 of the

together so that he wouldn’t

that had been clasped together all those times moved

pressed down

imagine something in the darkness with his

to paint

of the

paint the light one by one, just like how those dark

Flap, flap.

Jack's sleeves were fluttering.

“…What-”

urgently reached his hand

grabbed

his head. He could see the necromancer who was looking

eyes were

‘I will destroy you.’

Bernard started to frown.

“Damn it!”

mana started to rise up from his

Ooooooo-

started

the Alchemists’ Bell

“… Just what-”

the evacuating citizens turned around to look. He then looked down at his

“Huh?”

then picked up one

was a

line extending past the bottom

his head toward the origin of

see the Alchemists’ Bell

Saint Jack.

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

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

Jack opened his eyes.

responded to the voice in

“Heal it.”