Trash of the Count's Family

I want to survive, and I want to kill him.

Cale closed his mouth after hearing this inconsistent combination.

Someone else chimed in at this moment.

“Are you saying that the White Star is aiming for you, Mercenary King-nim?”

It was Ron. The Mercenary King slowly nodded his head to verify.

“That is the case.”

“…May I ask why?”

Ron could see the corners of the Mercenary King's lips quickly moving up.

“Of course. You were the last patriarch of the Molan household after all.”

Cale’s eyes headed back toward Mercenary King Bud Illis.

Ron Molan.

One of the past leaders of the five assassin households in the Eastern continent’s underworld. He had escaped to the Western continent with his son after Arm killed the rest of his family. Human! The Mercenary King does not seem like a total idiot! He is smart! He makes me think of the crazy Clopeh!

Cale did not disagree with Raon.

How did he know about Ron?

Why did he come to this inn when he knew about Ron?

The answer to those questions came not from Bud Illis but from Ron.

“You must have seen the directory.”

Directory.

That word made one of Cale’s eyebrows twitch. Ron then turned over toward Cale to explain.

“The scary thing about the Mercenaries Guild is the fact that there are mercenaries no matter where you go on the Eastern continent.”

Even small cities were bound to have at least one mercenary. Incidents will always happen where people gather, and mercenaries were usually the ones to resolve these incidents.

Cale started to speak.

“Their information network must be amazing.”

Bud Illis nodded his head.

“Mercenaries accept jobs as long as the conditions are good enough whether it is in the underworld or the bright regular world.”

Mercenaries did not care about good or evil.

They just moved according to their own set of rules.

In some aspects, they moved based on what was, ‘best for business.’

“That is why information is important. This is especially true for information about strong individuals.”

The Mercenary King looked toward Ron as he continued to speak.

“That is why the Mercenaries Guild has records about strong individuals. We call that the, ‘directory.’ It naturally has information about patriarch Ron Molan-nim.”

Face, name, birth information, etc. Mercenaries from all around gathered even the most trivial information about strong individuals and recorded it down.

It was because mercenaries who valued their lives the most needed to avoid these strong individuals.

This directory of information was the reason that the strong individuals, as well as the rest of the world, feared the Mercenaries Guild.

“It is probably a record that is at least ten years old. I didn’t think you would be able to predict my current appearance based on that information.”

“Well, a lot of it was thanks to luck.”

The Mercenary King elbowed the mage next to him.

“…Hey.”

Bud ignored the angry voice of the mage as he continued to speak with a bright smile.

“This friend of mine was one of the survivors of the five households.”

“…The five households?”

Ron sounded shocked for the first time in a long while.

His gaze turned toward the mage whose robe was covering his face. Cale turned toward him as well. He heard Raon's voice in his mind at that moment. Human! Do you remember the safe of the Mercenaries Guild branch’s Guild leader?

‘Of course I do.

We stole so much money from him.’ Do you remember that magic safe?

‘Yes……?’ This mage is giving off the same feel as the person who created that safe!

Each person's mana gave off a different feel, similar to how Rosalyn’s mana was red while the two Dragon's manas were respectively white gold and black. That mage is probably the person who created that safe! I’m so happy to see him! I want to greet him!

‘…Greet him? You're trying to cause chaos aren't you.’

Cale slowly turned his gaze away from the mage. He recalled how he had destroyed the Mercenaries Guild's branch leader’s room and caused a ruckus. I guess I'll greet him later! A highest-grade mage made that magic safe!

‘…No thanks!’

Cale started to ignore Raon's comments.

The mage bowed once toward Ron before looking away.

“…It is a past I wish to forget about.”

Ron did not ask anything after hearing that.

It didn’t matter as they still came knowing who he was. The Molan patriarch was someone who was famous in the underworld.

This was the case even if he was just an old man nobody remembered after all this time had passed since the incident.

The Mercenary King became the center of conversation again.

“I noticed that the issues between the Leeb-An City's underworld and the Mercenaries Guild started around the same time as when this inn opened. That was why I was investigating it when, oh my gosh! This friend next to me said that he thought he had seen your face before, Patriarch Ron-nim!”

Bud Illis was speaking as if he was talking about an exciting legend.

mine is very smart. That was why I immediately started to look through the directory. And then, holy crap! I thought that patriarch Ron Molan-nim whose face

not avoid the Mercenary King’s gaze as

whether the Molan household or if patriarch Ron Molan-nim had chosen to bow to the

appeared on Ron's

my

a funny little

a punk. His eyes

his head in

I made

Illis immediately apologized to Ron.

down

“…What?”

not

believed all five assassin households had been destroyed or massacred like

talking about my

from the Mercenary King and Ron. The robed mage was not looking at anyone as he continued

Poeff household. My uncle who was second-in-command

was the only

our Poeff household.

mage was calling

my siblings, they all

Poeff was massacred but not

else. However, they could feel his hatred

short silence

was the one who broke

like you finished what

on Bud Illis’s face became

knew that Cale was younger than him, however,

he responded

you know why the White Star wants to kill

just

a gulp of alcohol as he responded

power that is able to tell

tell other

desirable power. Cale's

he wants it for

either get rid of that power or wanted to make

Illis continued to

possess an

clouded over

first time he met anyone other than someone from Arm who

had a question at the

even if

“What attribute is it?”

then thought about his Dominating

necessarily fall under any of

Mercenary King's power did have

“Wind.”

‘Wind?

is the power

his, ‘Sound of the Wind.’ Bud Illis continued to

“I can smell things.”

as

can also hear

rough palm brushed by

hear a person's smell, their

Illis looked toward Cale. Cale's smell,

to me along with the

see and smell those

to him by riding

he

and his new friend in front

like the attribute of their

bridge of his

know what I noticed as the biggest difference between you and the

“What is it?”

asked and Bud Illis

something from each of you that the other does

thing that each of us has that the other

Cale started to smile.

made eye contact with

something to Cale before coming to the

White Star is not

bastard has not achieved a

The attributes of nature.

a balance of those attributes in his

Cale started to speak.

don't have the smell of the

“Correct. You knew.”

was

not have that you

‘The faintest smell?’

started to think about all of his ancient powers other

knew that the White Star had

“Which is it?”

“Earth.”

‘…Earth?

Rock?’ You

voice of the Scary Giant

Earth attribute ancient power. Of course, I can’t be certain as this information was from

and

were the powers that Cale and

and Cale looked

against each other

a person's body, while collecting all five attributes being a way

attribute was not one of

The White Star.

to achieve balance was an earth

think he might be desiring my power so that he can find

Mercenary King was

from him while thinking

longer smiling but full

had not been drinking at all since some

both the underworld and the Mercenaries Guild. That would destroy the

the

Guild stood in the