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.

a man with a greatsword who seemed to be

at least tell they are not on

member continued to

are not on the

these two men were part of a

confidently reveal themselves after destroying the Mercenaries Guild's original

was at

Squad Leader, Atures

the leader of the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started to speak as

of their voices were

“…Molan.”

of them just said one

while Crock was in his early thirties. There was no way that the two of them did not know

different the moment the two of them said

“Excuse me? Molan?”

younger people

Is it

ten years could not hide their

at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

and Atures started

already moving

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

explosion

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

the rear quickly ducked. The ones who had retreated

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

looked as if the original base was being gobbled up by the

not just

buying the land around the original Mercenaries

coming into the area

is a reason to go

say anything back to his subordinate

building and the empty

created a large circle and

“…Huh?”

members looked inside that large circle before

“…Furniture? A desk?”

debris from the wooden building. He

everything under

was the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

good idea about the true

“…I see.”

Leader Atures whom the squad member was

where they

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

Poeff's gaze

“Ron Molan.”

squad member who also turned

‘When?’

Atures had stepped back to this location to dodge the crumbling

average

of that house’s

with white hair was looking down at the Arm members from

you are still just

to the man who was in his sixties in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor changed as the old man stared at him without

let you escape back

Fifteen years ago.

majority of the Molan household

find the bodies of

so well that we couldn't

Atures started to sneer.

What wind

Tap.

across some roofs and landed behind Ron. Atures looked

seems to have a long life in front of him. Long time no see. I went to visit your place

brightly with his teeth

a benign voice at

killed all

disappeared

Atures Poeff.

someone from the Poeff household, one

the one who took charge in killing the Mercenary

“You have no response.”

the benign

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

are the scared

at

let out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

groan soon

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

person Atures had with him on this operation in place of his Assistant

a small dagger right

toward the building where Ron was

could see the shocked squad member as

subordinates seem even more like damn

bit down on his

noticed it the moment

the moment he

healthy even though he was

was also giving

someone who had honed their skills without letting go of the tension in their body for even a

“Atures, don't you agree?”

charge toward Ron as soon as

rat who has no brain. How can you have such squad members

gaze headed back

was smiling but his

if all of you want to come at

portion of Arm’s members looked

was the