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.

why I immediately started to look through the directory. And then, holy crap! I thought that patriarch Ron Molan-nim whose

Mercenary King’s gaze

Ron Molan-nim had chosen to bow to

smirk appeared

me who has lost my family and my wife? Someone like me

a funny

respectful tone disappeared, and Ron started to call the Mercenary King a punk. His eyes that were usually cold were

Illis bowed his head in

realized that I made a big

Illis immediately apologized to Ron. He

down and go to serve the White Star

“…What?”

not known about

five assassin households had been destroyed or massacred

talking about my

robed mage was not looking at

uncle who was second-in-command

mage was

our Poeff

calling the second-in-command,

mother, my father, my siblings,

not massacred at

they could feel his hatred for Arm, the White Star, and his

silence filled the

one

doesn’t sound like you finished what you

on Bud

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

he responded right

know why the White Star wants to kill

you just tell

a gulp of

hates my power that is able to tell other people's

tell

desirable power. Cale's

wants it

wanted to either get rid of that power or

Illis continued

possess an ancient

over for a

was the first time he met anyone other than someone from Arm who

had a question

tell other people’s abilities even if

“What attribute is it?”

about his Dominating

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

the Mercenary King's power did have

“Wind.”

‘Wind?

the power of

about his, ‘Sound of the Wind.’ Bud Illis continued to speak as Cale

“I can smell things.”

dark as he

can also hear

brushed by

can faintly smell and hear a person's smell, their presence, and their

toward Cale. Cale's smell, presence

are delivered to me

see and smell those

to him by riding

why he had been

White Star and his new friend in front of him were

ancient powers smell like the attribute

the bridge of his

what I noticed as the biggest difference

“What is it?”

Bud Illis quickly

from each of you that

us has that the other

Cale started to smile.

made eye contact

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

Star is not

that bastard has not achieved a

The attributes of nature.

balance of those attributes in his

Cale started to speak.

the smell of

“Correct. You knew.”

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

not have that you

‘The faintest smell?’

all of his ancient powers

White Star had both fire and

“Which is it?”

“Earth.”

‘…Earth?

Rock?’

solemn voice of the Scary Giant

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

sky and the

the powers that Cale and the White Star had or were

and Cale looked toward each

against each other due to

body, while collecting all five attributes being a way to help them

attribute was not

The White Star.

to achieve balance was

knows when. I think he might be desiring my power so that

Mercenary King

am openly running from him while thinking about ways

eyes were no longer smiling but full of

all since some

underworld and the Mercenaries Guild. That would destroy the balance

the regular Eastern

Mercenaries Guild stood in the