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 black eyes all shout as they charged

Dark Elf Tasha started to

“Shit!”

only

We can’t kill innocent

shouted out

would prefer to fight against

people from the palace

black mana and gave an

they cut off your arms and use

‘This crazy bastard.’

eyes started to burn

smiled gently as he controlled the

me, your master.

at him in anger, however, there was nothing they could

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

“Aaaahhh-”

could not be

driving me

from me if you don't

people gathered around

see many hands grabbing at their hands and feet. They could

“Ugh!”

the human wall that was

surrounding him in order to prevent him

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang, bang!

and the White Bone Dragon were still trying to break through the black barrier in the air, however, there wasn't even a scratch on the

Fuck! Hurry

she shouted, however, the

help but laugh

can you

was currently the only one without

to Mary

magic and to control people to do your

started

walked past the Dark Elves and Choi Han who were

“Ugggh- Bernard, you bastard!”

“Tower Master-!”

Elves who were cursing him and slowly walked on as he only spoke to

Black magic.

people

people in order to make black despair or control people and play with their

Tap.

Bernard stopped walking.

Ooooooooong-

roaring like whirlwinds in

things at once. It is worlds apart from a necromancer who

see Mary’s

hands were moving

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

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

limits as a necromancer were preventing her from winning

is time to

moved his gaze away

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

was looking at an empty

“Come out, little Dragon.”

feel the faint presence of the

been

existence that he had seen

up and

started to have a crazed look

at that

heard a voice coming from the

still

not mine to

“…Not yours?”

Turn.

Bernard turned his head.

someone kneeling

It was Saint Jack.

“Ugggh- ugh!”

Drip. Drip.

and blood were dripping down

hands together. The compact mirror was between

Destroy it.

Purify it.

greater desire than ever before, the word of

was a simple reason

“…Heal-”

was trying to heal

he was trying

head. He could see the Dark Elves being held back by hundreds of people, as well as his sister and the knights who were trying to break through the black

he could see Choi Han’s stoic expression. He was being pushed down by a wall of people that only his face

was still making sure that nobody

some words

‘Is this enough?’

he had bought enough time for

Jack started to smile.

Elves and Hannah were also looking

waiting

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

Jack closed his eyes.

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

voice in the darkness was shouting

kind of light would tell

“Uuuuuuuugh.”

his hands

clasped his hands in the past when he did not want to destroy his younger sister Hannah who had to be healed by

whole time he

had his hands clasped tightly together so that he wouldn’t hurt anybody

together all those times moved away from

down

imagine something in the darkness with his

need to

of the

one by one, just like how those dark trees turned white one by

Flap, flap.

Jack's sleeves were fluttering.

“…What-”

urgently reached his hand toward

someone grabbed

see the necromancer who was looking up and

eyes were telling him

‘I will destroy you.’

Bernard started to frown.

“Damn it!”

black mana started to rise up from his

Ooooooo-

ground started

started from the Alchemists’

“… Just what-”

citizens turned around to look.

“Huh?”

up one of his

was a

a white line extending past the bottom of his

turned his head toward the

could see the Alchemists’ Bell

Saint Jack.

his hands. It was heading throughout the capital in

'Destroy it.

Purify it.'

Jack opened his eyes.

responded to the

“Heal it.”