Trash of the Count's Family

Drip. Drip.

Black liquid continued to drip from the temple's ceiling.

Crackle. Crackle.

On the other hand, thunderbolts were slowly gathering and getting stronger on top of Cale’s hand. …A sea of fire!

He could hear the cheapskate’s excited voice.

He heard the voices of the Wind Elementals at the same time.

‘The dead mana is starting to flow out faster! Soon it will go boom! Boom! It will explode!’

‘We are at our limits! Lasting a whole week was already us giving it our best!’

‘This is bad! This is very bad!’

The dead mana that had been dripping drop by drop was starting to flow faster and was now falling as a small stream.

Cale unintentionally shared his feelings.

“…It is much louder than I expected.”

‘Wow! I think he really can hear us! He said we were loud!’

‘We are kind of loud! Right? Sorry. These guys are always like this.’

‘Kahahaha! Let’s make it even louder for him! It's been a while since a human was able to hear us!’

‘…Voice…can hear it… A friend… A friend…is someone who… Listens to their friends’ voices……’

“Haaaa.”

Cale started to frown.

However, his eyes were quickly looking around at his surroundings.

He looked toward where the altar had stood as well as the path that connected to the exit.

That path was already half-submerged in dead mana.

Crumble. Crumble.

The black marble started to fall apart.

‘It's breaking! Everything is going to be destroyed! Sob, it is so sad! Everybody is going to die, what are we going to do?!’

‘The people on that island that smells like alcohol will all die. So will the fish! And the plants! Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! The poor fish! Waaaaaaaaah!’

“…This is driving me nuts.”

Some of the Wind Elementals started to cry.

Their loudness was no joke.

Cale looked at the top's whip in his hand even during this urgent situation.

‘Did I pick up something useless? Forget strong allies, I just feel like I have more baggage now.’

Cale’s expression slowly changed back to his stoic expression.

He heard the thief’s voice at that moment. …Ahem, hem! You won't hear the voices of the Wind Elementals if you let go of the top's whip!

The thief awkwardly added on. Let’s not destroy it.

‘Hooo.’

Cale looked down at the whip in his hand.

He opened his mouth to speak.

"Shall I break it?”

‘Gasp!’

‘Gasp! H, he said he’s going to break it!’

‘Maybe we were too loud!’

‘Children, this is why I told you to be quiet.’

‘D, don't break it! I want to chat with humans!’

‘Hooo.’

The corners of Cale’s lips twisted up.

The Wind Elementals seemed to want to prevent a situation where they could no longer talk to Cale.

However, he didn’t know the reason why. Cale, these Elementals will be reliable allies for you!

‘Allies?’

Cale started to smile. He then put on a warm expression.

“Hey Wind Elementals, you guys were the ones who protected me here for the past week, right? Thank you.”

A bright smile similar to the one Alberu Crossman would have when speaking to the nobles was on Cale's face.

‘……Uh, yeah! It wasn’t hard though! Sure thing, no big deal!’

‘Wow! He said thank you! He said thank you to us!’

‘I'm relieved… It doesn’t look like he’s going to break the whip. Anyway, quiet down a bit!’

It was at that moment.

Crack.

Crack, crack!

A large crack appeared on the temple ceiling.

‘Gasp! There’s a hole in the ceiling!’

He could hear the Elementals screaming.

Cale heard an odd noise at the same time.

Oooooooong- ooooooong-

The temple was shaking. Cale could feel the area shaking more than before. That gave him the confirmation he needed.

‘It's going to break soon.

The black mountain will explode.

This dead mana storage facility will explode.’

The temple shook once again as if to prove that this was indeed the case. The Wind Elementals started to get even more exaggerated.

‘What do we do?! We don’t know how to purify dead mana!’

‘…I'm so sad. Sooooob.’

Some of the Elementals quietly started to look toward a person.

It was the only living person on Wind Island.

Cale Henituse.

He was staring at the hole in the ceiling.

“…Wow.”

The marble had cracked and fallen off of the temple ceiling.

On top of that was transparent glass.

Cale could see inside the glass.

seemed to be an endless dead mana lake. He felt as if he was at the bottom of

are we

Cale asked the Elementals.

is the center

is the lowest and most central location of the black mountain

Cale started to speak.

“How wonderful.”

what the thief had said in the past. He

had said when he had fortified the Fire of

order for me to use my

more to a free wind's power than just movement

is most beautiful when it is with someone else

Wind and fire.

Cale started to speak.

purifying the dead

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

to roam around Cale. He pointed his right hand toward

to go

calm wind was blowing inside the

find this

‘Me, me!’

I want to do

free if you

have to

the Elementals

‘De! Stroy!’

the strength in his body

Crackle, crackle.

filling up his body all headed toward

the wind for

gently asked the Wind

but they also killed all living beings without remorse

were not just

to them as they were a part of

“Wind blade.”

thing that had made

to stab this

asking them to slash

body that was covered in a wind barrier shot up toward the ceiling at the

Craaaaaack!

toward the dead mana on the

Clang!

The glass broke apart.

mana started

opened his mouth to speak

“Shoot up.”

Shhhhhhh-

wind sound could

the

spear shot up

seven days since Cale

had passed by and the

“…Shit.”

out a pair of white gloves and put them on. He then took out the greatsword

has something like

at Ron Molan's gaze

I’ve never seen this myself nor in any

waiting outside Wind Island for

not look very good. His gaze was fixated on Wind Island, one of the Eastern continent’s Three

Tap.

up to the deck

It was Choi Han.

wind has become very

currently

before their set time to infiltrate Wind Island to

had decreased

the whirlwinds around Wind

this is

mage Glenn, the only survivor of the

“How terrible.”

became more and more visible

to be one

did not have time to

flew over and landed right in

‘…A Dragon.’

Glenn could see the ancient Dragon glaring ferociously at Bud. His eyes that had already turned to the

that is just land that was poisoned by dead

“…Excuse me?”

started to frown after seeing Bud blankly

“Eruhaben-nim?”

cautiously approached the ancient Dragon. It was at that

“Raon!”

small black dot that was in the sky flew down quickly and started to

“I know!”

Han kicked off the deck

magic surrounded him as soon

who was watching Choi Han heard an odd

Ooooooo-

the sound

Wind

they heard something

Oooooooong- ooooooong-

slowly headed toward the black island that was

The island was shaking.

“It's crying!”

Ron looked toward Raon.

putting black mana

from the

is crying?

questions as he heard the ancient Dragon’s low

not just

not known because it

the island had been guarded by strong winds such

Eruhaben could feel the presence that

were Raon, Choi Han, and Eruhaben. Only the three of them had

Dragon’s finger pointed to

black mountain. There is a significant amount of dead

Ron's expression changed.

that island, no, that mountain is shaking right now. It is shaking like a volcano. Do you

who had been quietly standing there,

the young master-nim is in a temple underneath

nobody responded to

“Shit.”

flight magic on him. He then cast flight

even faster than

the black island at

were others who were

“Raon.”

We will hurry

Han, On, Hong, and himself with a silver shield while charging toward

Ooooooo-

stronger once he got to the

and have something shoot out at any moment. Choi Han bit down on his lips and heard Raon's voice in

to come out because he is trying to get rid of the dead mana in that mountain! I'm certain of

and black despair during the

power to

what had happened to Cale

clearly remembered

had fainted after

he’s probably starving because he ran out of

“…He’s a total idiot!”

“So frustrating!”

averaging nine-years-old raised

could not hear each other very

Oooooooong- ooooooong-

was too

to the cries of the people who had lost their lives and became the