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.

with a greatsword who

tell they are not

squad member continued to look

not on the Mercenaries Guild’s

two men

so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the

was at that

Leader, Atures Poeff started

the same time, Crock, the leader of the Mercenaries

their

“…Molan.”

them just said one

late forties while Crock was in his early thirties. There was no way

in the area became different the moment the

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people

Is it

years

was at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

roof shot up into the

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Crock and Atures started to

already moving before they said

could not be

Boobooboooooooooom-

loud explosion

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

ground was shaking. The people in the rear quickly ducked. The

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

as if the original base

was not just

had been slowly buying the land around the original

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

a

to his

the empty area around

area created a large circle

“…Huh?”

members looked inside that

“…Furniture? A desk?”

dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building. He could also see hundreds of large

new ditch showed everything under the sun

was the

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

good idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

Leader Atures whom the squad member was

they kept the

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

Poeff's gaze

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned

‘When?’

with Atures had stepped

an average looking

of

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

you are still just

in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor

let you escape back then. Just like

Fifteen years ago.

the majority of the Molan household

only unable to find the bodies of Ron Molan, the patriarch, and his son, Beacrox

ran away so well that

Atures started to sneer.

thought you were scared and hiding. What wind brought you

Tap.

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

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

smiled brightly with his

a benign voice at

Is that why you killed

disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

the Poeff household, one of

in killing the

“You have no response.”

benign smile on Ron’s

cold eyes looked

the

was at that

out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan soon

gaze started to

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

had with him on this operation in

a small dagger right in front of

moving toward the

as

seem even more like damn

down

noticed it the moment

noticed it the

was healthy even though he was in

giving off a sharp

their skills without letting go of the tension in

“Atures, don't you agree?”

why Atures could not charge toward Ron as soon as he

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

headed back toward

smiling but his

you want

portion of Arm’s members looked toward

Ron's provocation. This was the same for his subordinates who had been