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.

was why I immediately started to look through the directory. And then, holy crap! I thought that patriarch Ron Molan-nim whose face was drawn inside the directory would look exactly like you do right now as he got older. That was

did not avoid the Mercenary King’s gaze as Bud Illis

or if patriarch Ron Molan-nim had chosen to bow to

appeared

my wife? Someone like me who saw

funny little

eyes that were usually cold were slowly starting to reveal the fire hidden

his

apologize. I realized that I made a big mistake

Illis immediately apologized to Ron. He then

of the five households did voluntarily bow down and

“…What?”

had not known about

five assassin households had been destroyed or massacred like his

talking

The robed mage was not looking at

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

remembered that this mage was the

along with Arm’s members massacred our Poeff household. They killed everyone except me, who was

calling the second-in-command,

my father, my

not massacred

they could feel his hatred for

short silence filled

one who broke the

doesn’t sound like you finished what you needed to

smile on Bud Illis’s face became

years, knew that Cale was younger than him, however, he did not mind Cale’s casual

he responded right

why the White Star wants to

just

a gulp of alcohol as he responded

kill me because he hates my power that is

to tell other

was a very dangerous yet desirable power. Cale's stoic

he wants

rid of that power

Illis continued to

an ancient

eyes clouded over for

met anyone other than someone

a question at

power that could tell other people’s abilities even if there were

“What attribute is it?”

thought about

under any of the attributes. Was Bud Illis's power

power did have an

“Wind.”

‘Wind?

is the

‘Sound of the Wind.’ Bud

“I can smell things.”

dark as

also

brushed by

hear a

Cale. Cale's smell, presence and

delivered to me along with the

could see and smell those

came to him by riding

was why he had been

Star and his new friend in front

ancient powers smell like the attribute of their

bridge of

the biggest difference

“What is it?”

Bud Illis quickly

something from each of you that the other does

has that the other

Cale started to smile.

eye contact with

ancient Dragon had said something to Cale before coming to the Eastern

White Star is

has not achieved a balance of

The attributes of nature.

a balance

Cale started to speak.

probably don't have the smell of

“Correct. You knew.”

was telling him

White Star does not have that you do

‘The faintest smell?’

all of his ancient powers other than the Dominating

knew that the White Star had

“Which is it?”

“Earth.”

‘…Earth?

Rock?’ You

voice of

Earth attribute ancient power. Of

sky and the

Cale and

looked toward each other

powers clash against each other due to their different

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

sky attribute was not one

The White Star.

him to achieve balance was

White Star started to desire my power since who knows when. I think he might be desiring my power so that he can find an earth

Mercenary King was

from him

eyes were no longer smiling

all since some point

is because the White Star cannot dominate both the underworld and the

underworld and the regular Eastern

in the middle of the