Trash of the Count's Family

“Who are they?”

The people around the first Mercenaries Guild building were confused by the people suddenly shooting up from underground.

However, the reaction from the Mercenaries Guild's core members was different than the others.

“N, no!”

“How can this be! How could something like this happen?!”

Their eyes started to fill with astonishment and chaos.

It was breaking down.

The secret location of the Directory, the most precious cultural heritage in the Mercenaries Guild, no, possibly the entire Eastern continent, that important location was breaking down.

“Leader!”

The leader of the Mercenaries Guild's core members could not react to his subordinate who was desperately calling for him.

‘…Does this make any sense?’

It was because of the question in his mind.

‘They're destroying this place?’

They had rushed here knowing that people had infiltrated the location.

However, they never expected someone to destroy this place.

There was a simple reason for it.

“…They’re going to bury the Directory like this? They’re going to get rid of it? These people?”

‘Why?’

The Directory was a cultural heritage with significant value, something that could give anyone in possession of it a large amount of power and influence.

The Mercenaries Guild was always wary of someone aiming for the Directory.

In fact, there were many people who wanted to steal it.

However, they had never worried about it being lost.

What kind of crazy lunatic would destroy close to 1,000 years of records?

And all of it at that?

“…Leader! The Directory, is the Directory going to disappear?”

But crazy lunatics like that had appeared.

“No.”

The Assistant Leader vigorously shook his head. However, his eyes pupils were shaking in fear as he did that.

“I, I'm certain they moved them to a different location before destroying the building.”

The Assistant Leader’s gaze headed toward the Leader.

“R, right?”

However, the response came from someone else.

“It would take at least half a year, no, a full year to carefully move all of those books!”

Although only the Mercenary King knew the path to the Directory, the leaders of the Mercenaries Guild had some vague knowledge of the location and pathway there.

The Mercenaries Guild was somewhere where strength equaled influence.

The core members were part of the leadership.

“…Either that or they moved it with magic. However, we only detected four spells being cast. There is nobody in this world who can teleport or move all of those books into a spatial dimension with just four spells!”

That was the thought on the minds of all of the core members here.

That was why their eyes were full of astonishment and chaos.

The Mercenaries Guild's people were not the only ones in a state of chaos.

“…Squad Leader-nim, shouldn’t we figure out what is going on?”

A member of Arm’s Second Battle Brigade cautiously asked his superior, Atures Poeff.

The squad member moved away from the Mercenaries Guild's forces while observing the area nonstop.

‘…The first Mercenaries Guild building is crumbling.’

He was looking at the Mercenaries Guild members who were looking at the crumbling building with astonishment and disbelief with an odd gaze.

Both the core members and the mercenaries who came later all stopped and blankly stared at the building that had been a symbol of their organization.

It was at that moment.

He heard his superior, Atures Poeff start to speak.

“…How is that person here?”

“Squad Leader-nim?”

Atures Poeff.

He was a talented assassin who used to hold a high position in the Poeff household, one of the former Five Assassin Households in the Eastern continent.

The squad member heard Atures Poeff being anxious for the first time in over ten years.

‘No, he’s not anxious.’

He sounded scared.

‘That cold and cruel Squad Leader-nim is scared?’

He subconsciously turned his head toward where Atures Poeff was looking.

Atures was not the only one who was looking in that direction.

All of the forces around this area were looking at the crumbling wooden building and the two individuals.

First was a middle-aged to senior old man whose hair was white.

was a man with a greatsword who seemed to be

least tell they are

squad member continued to

are not on the

these two men were part of

would be able to so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the Mercenaries Guild's

at

Squad Leader, Atures Poeff

the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started to speak as

of their voices were

“…Molan.”

just said

early thirties. There was no way that the two of

atmosphere in the area became different the moment the

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people

it

here for over ten years could not hide

was at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof shot

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Atures

already

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

explosion shook the

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

the rear quickly ducked. The

Boooooooooooom-

being

as if the original base was being gobbled up by the

was not just

slowly buying the land

was how they prevented other buildings from coming into the area and left the area around the

I don't think there is a reason

not say anything back to his subordinate as he continued to look

wooden building and the

large circle and

“…Huh?”

members looked inside

“…Furniture? A desk?”

could see dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building. He could also see hundreds of large pieces of furniture such as desks in there

ditch showed everything under the

the

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

had a good idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

Leader Atures whom the squad member was looking

was where they kept the

the Mercenaries Guild people had been rushing and that was why they were all extremely

gaze started to

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned his gaze

‘When?’

of the Second Battle Brigade that had come with Atures had stepped back to this location to

average looking house

top of that

at the Arm members from this house that was not very far away

you are still just as

to speak to the man who was in his sixties in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor changed as the

have been what let you escape back then. Just like

Fifteen years ago.

the majority of the Molan

of Ron Molan, the patriarch, and his son,

away so well that we

Atures started to sneer.

and hiding. What wind brought you here? Are you

Tap.

landed behind Ron. Atures looked at him and continued to

no see. I went to visit

with his

benign voice at that

killed all of your own

disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

from the Poeff household, one

charge in killing the Mercenary King’s friend, Glenn

“You have no response.”

could see the benign smile

Those cold eyes looked toward Atures

the scared

at

let out a

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

groan soon

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

with him on

was a small dagger right

toward the building where Ron

squad member as he heard

seem even

bit down on his

noticed it the

the moment he

was healthy even though he was in

also giving off a sharp

had honed their skills without letting go of the

“Atures, don't you agree?”

was why Atures could not charge toward Ron as soon as he saw

no brain. How can

gaze headed back toward

but his eyes were

all of you want

of Arm’s members looked toward

did not dare to move even after Ron's provocation. This was the same for his subordinates who had been