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.

very smart. That was why I immediately started to look through the directory. And then, holy crap! I thought that patriarch Ron

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

had chosen to bow to the White Star and cause

appeared on Ron's

lost my family and my wife?

a funny little

Mercenary King a punk. His eyes that were usually cold were slowly starting to reveal the fire hidden inside of

Illis bowed his head in

made a

apologized to Ron. He then continued to

the five households did voluntarily bow down and go to

“…What?”

not known about

believed all five assassin households had been destroyed

is talking about

Ron. The robed mage was not looking at anyone as he

My uncle who was second-in-command took

remembered that this mage was the

members massacred our Poeff household. They killed everyone

calling the

mother, my father, my

but not massacred at

mage did not say anything else. However, they could feel his hatred for Arm, the White

silence

one who broke

sound like you finished

Bud

thirty years, knew that Cale was

fact, he

you know why the White Star wants to

you just tell

gulp of alcohol

hates my power

power to tell

power. Cale's stoic gaze headed toward

he wants it

rid of that power or wanted to make it his

Illis continued

an

clouded over

met anyone other than someone from Arm who had an ancient

had a question at the same

that could tell other people’s abilities even

“What attribute is it?”

then thought about

any of the

Mercenary King's power did have

“Wind.”

‘Wind?

the power

of the Wind.’ Bud Illis continued to speak as Cale was

“I can smell things.”

turned dark as

also

rough palm brushed by

can faintly smell and hear a person's smell,

looked toward Cale.

are delivered to me along with the

see and smell

him by riding on

he

White Star and his new friend in front of him were

smell like the attribute

bridge of his

as the biggest

“What is it?”

Bud Illis quickly responded

from each of you that

each of us has

Cale started to smile.

eye contact with

said something to Cale before

Star is not

has not achieved

The attributes of nature.

did not have a balance of those attributes

Cale started to speak.

the smell

“Correct. You knew.”

quickly continued after seeing Cale’s gaze that was telling him to hurry up and share

scent that the White Star does not have that you do have. It is the faintest

‘The faintest smell?’

started to think about all of his ancient powers other than the

Star had both fire and

“Which is it?”

“Earth.”

‘…Earth?

Super Rock?’

voice of the Scary Giant

the White Star has an Earth attribute ancient power. Of course, I can’t be certain as

and

Cale and the White Star

and Cale looked toward each other

clash against each other due

a person's body, while collecting all five

attribute was not

The White Star.

him to achieve balance was an earth

desire my power since who knows when. I think he might be desiring my power

Mercenary King was

from

no longer smiling but full

had not been drinking at all since some point in

cannot dominate both the underworld

and the regular Eastern

stood in the middle