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

can at least tell they

squad member continued to

are not on the Mercenaries Guild’s side

that these two men were part of a different

so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the Mercenaries

at

Leader, Atures

Crock, the leader of the Mercenaries

their voices were

“…Molan.”

just

was in his late forties 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

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people sounded

it really

here for over ten years could not hide their

was at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof shot up

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Atures started

already moving

could not be

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

base was being gobbled up

not

the land around the original

prevented other buildings from coming into the area and left the area

I don't think there is a reason to

back to his subordinate as he continued to

the empty

large circle

“…Huh?”

of Arm’s members looked inside

“…Furniture? A desk?”

least 10 meters down. He could see dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building.

ditch showed everything under the

was the reason

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

Arm member had a good idea

“…I see.”

the squad member was looking at, nodded his

they

had been rushing and that was why they were all extremely

gaze started

“Ron Molan.”

turned his

‘When?’

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

an average

on top of that house’s

hair was looking down at the Arm members from this house that was not very

are still

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

what let you escape back then. Just like

Fifteen years ago.

when the majority of the Molan household was

only unable to find the bodies of

ran away so well

Atures started to sneer.

were scared and hiding. What wind brought you

Tap.

across some roofs and landed behind Ron. Atures looked at him

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

smiled brightly with his teeth

heard a benign voice

Is that why you killed all of your own

smile disappeared from

Atures Poeff.

the Poeff household, one of the Five

was the one who took charge in killing the Mercenary King’s friend, Glenn Poeff's

“You have no response.”

the benign smile on

look benign at all. Those cold eyes looked toward Atures who was down below looking up

you are the scared rat bastard,

at that

let out a

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan soon

started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

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

right in front of that person’s

toward the building

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

even

down on his

noticed it the moment he

he noticed it the moment

though he was in

also giving off

had honed their skills without letting go of

“Atures, don't you agree?”

charge toward Ron

A rat who has no brain. How can you

gaze headed

was smiling but

fine if all of you want to come

portion of Arm’s

dare to move even after Ron's provocation. This was the same