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.

him was a man with a

tell they are not on our

squad member continued

are not on the Mercenaries Guild’s

these two men were part of a

able to so confidently reveal

at that

Leader, Atures

same time, Crock, the leader of the Mercenaries Guild’s core members

of their

“…Molan.”

of them just said

in his early thirties. There was no way that the two of

area became different the moment the two of them said that

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people

it really Ron

ten years could not hide their astonishment as they focused their

at

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Crock and Atures started to

were already moving

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

explosion shook

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

ground was shaking. The people in the rear quickly ducked. The ones who had retreated

Boooooooooooom-

being

as if the original base was being gobbled up

not

Mercenaries Guild had been slowly buying the land around

other buildings from coming into the

a reason

his subordinate as he continued

wooden building and the empty

large circle

“…Huh?”

inside that large circle before

“…Furniture? A desk?”

at least 10 meters down. He could see dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building. He could also see hundreds of large pieces

showed everything under

was the reason

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

had a good idea about the true

“…I see.”

Atures whom the squad member was

was where they kept the

and that was why they were all extremely

gaze started to

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned his

‘When?’

Brigade that had come with Atures had stepped

average looking house

of that house’s

members from this

are still just

his sixties in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor

stealthiness must have been what let you escape back then. Just like a

Fifteen years ago.

was when the majority of the

bodies of Ron Molan, the patriarch, and

away so well that we couldn't find

Atures started to sneer.

you were scared and hiding. What wind brought you here? Are you tired of

Tap.

Ron. Atures looked

see. I went to visit your place a few times when you were young. Do you

smiled brightly with his

a benign

Atures. Is that why you killed all of your

smile disappeared

Atures Poeff.

someone from the Poeff household, one of the Five Assassin

the one who took charge in killing the

“You have no response.”

see the benign smile on

cold eyes looked toward Atures who was

are the scared rat bastard,

was at that

let out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

groan soon

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

with him on this operation in place

was a small dagger right in front of that person’s

had been stealthily moving toward the

could see the shocked squad member as he heard Ron's soft laughter in

even

bit down on

the moment he saw

noticed it the moment he saw

body was healthy even though he was in

giving

skills without letting go of the tension in their

“Atures, don't you agree?”

why Atures could not charge toward

no brain. How can you have such

headed back toward

smiling but his eyes

want to come

of Arm’s members looked

This was the same for his subordinates who had been with him for at least