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.

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

did not avoid the Mercenary King’s gaze as

bow to the White Star and cause a ruckus in the underworld and

appeared

the White Star? Me? Someone like me who has lost my family and my wife? Someone like me who saw the people of my household dying one

funny little

call the Mercenary King a punk. His eyes that were usually cold were slowly starting to reveal the

Illis bowed his head in

apologize. I realized that I made a

immediately apologized to Ron.

voluntarily bow down

“…What?”

had not known

believed all five assassin households had been destroyed or massacred like his

is talking about

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

was second-in-command took his people

this mage was the only survivor of

group along with Arm’s members massacred our Poeff household. They killed everyone except

was calling the

father, my siblings,

but not

say anything else. However, they could feel his hatred

silence

the one who broke the

doesn’t sound like you finished what you

on Bud Illis’s

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

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 able to tell other

power to tell other people's

dangerous yet desirable power.

he wants it for

to either get rid of

continued

an

eyes clouded over for

anyone other than someone from Arm

question at the

could tell other people’s abilities even if there were restrictions

“What attribute is it?”

thought about his

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

power did have

“Wind.”

‘Wind?

is the

‘Sound of the Wind.’ Bud Illis continued to

“I can smell things.”

expression turned dark as

can also hear

brushed by his

hear a person's

Cale.

to me along with the

see and

came to him by riding on the

he

and his new friend in

powers smell like the attribute of

bridge

you know what I noticed as the biggest difference between

“What is it?”

asked and Bud Illis quickly responded

smell something from each of you that the other

has that the other does not

Cale started to smile.

eye contact

something to Cale before coming to the

Star is

you, that bastard has not achieved a balance of

The attributes of nature.

have a balance of those attributes

Cale started to speak.

probably don't have the

“Correct. You knew.”

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

the White Star does not have that you do have.

‘The faintest smell?’

to think about all of his

White Star had both fire

“Which is it?”

“Earth.”

‘…Earth?

Super Rock?’

the solemn voice of the Scary

has an Earth attribute ancient power. Of

sky and the

Cale and the White Star had or

and Cale looked

clash against each other due to their

causes a burden within a person's body, while collecting all five

attribute was not one

The White Star.

link for him to achieve balance was

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

King was

is why I am openly running from him while thinking about ways to

no longer smiling but full

had not been drinking at all since

is because the White Star cannot dominate both the underworld and the Mercenaries Guild. That would destroy the balance of

the regular

stood in the