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

can at least tell they

continued

not on the Mercenaries Guild’s

these two men were part of a different

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

at that

Leader, Atures Poeff

the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started

their

“…Molan.”

them just said

in his late forties while Crock was in his early thirties. There was

the moment

“Excuse me? Molan?”

younger people

Is it really Ron

who had been here for over ten years could not hide their astonishment as they focused their

at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

roof

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

and Atures started to

others were already moving before they said

could not

Boobooboooooooooom-

loud explosion shook the

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

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

Boooooooooooom-

being

if the original base was

not

the land

was how they prevented other buildings from coming into the area

I don't think there is a reason to go any farther

to his subordinate as

the empty

created a large circle and crumbled

“…Huh?”

Arm’s members looked inside that large circle

“…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 of furniture such as desks in there as

showed everything under the sun without

was the reason

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

Leader Atures whom the squad member

they kept the

people had been rushing and that was why they

Poeff's gaze started to

“Ron Molan.”

also turned

‘When?’

with Atures had stepped

average

on top of

hair was looking down at the Arm members from this house that

are still just as

in a friendly

let you escape back then.

Fifteen years ago.

when the majority of the

of

well

Atures started to sneer.

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

Tap.

roofs and landed behind Ron. Atures looked at him

life in front of him. Long time no see. I went to visit your place a few times when you were young. Do you

smiled brightly with his teeth

heard a benign voice at

Is that why you killed all of

smile disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

been someone from the Poeff

took charge in killing

“You have no response.”

benign smile on

Ron’s cold eyes did not look benign at all. Those cold eyes looked

the scared

was at that

let out a

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

the person Atures had with him on this

small dagger right

toward the building where Ron

as he heard Ron's soft

subordinates seem even more

down

it the moment

the moment he saw

healthy even though he was in

giving

honed their skills without letting go of the tension in their body

“Atures, don't you agree?”

charge toward Ron as soon as he

brain. How can

gaze headed back toward

but

want to

portion of Arm’s members looked toward

even after Ron's provocation. This was the same for his subordinates who had been with him for at