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 greatsword who seemed to be

at least tell they are

squad member continued

are not on the Mercenaries

these two men were part of a

reveal themselves after

at that

Squad Leader, Atures Poeff started to

same time, Crock, the leader of the

their

“…Molan.”

them just said

in his early thirties. There was no way that

atmosphere in the area became different the moment

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people sounded

Is it really

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

was at

“Gasp! Step back!”

men on the roof

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

and Atures started

others were already moving before they said

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

explosion shook

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

in the rear quickly ducked. The ones who

Boooooooooooom-

being

original base was being

was not just

Guild had been slowly buying the land

from coming into the

is a reason to go any

say anything back to his subordinate as

and the

a large circle and crumbled

“…Huh?”

looked inside that large circle

“…Furniture? A desk?”

rocks, and the debris from the wooden building. He could also see hundreds of large pieces of furniture such as desks in

ditch showed everything under the sun

the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

good idea about the true identity of this

“…I see.”

whom the squad member was looking

they kept

had been rushing and that was why they were all extremely shocked right

Poeff's gaze started to

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned his

‘When?’

come with Atures had

was an average looking

top of that

the Arm members from this house that was not very far away from

you are still

a friendly manner. However, his demeanor changed as the old man stared at him without

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

Fifteen years ago.

majority of the

only unable to find the bodies of Ron

away so well that we

Atures started to sneer.

wind brought you here? Are you tired

Tap.

Ron. Atures looked at him

Long time no see. I went to visit your place

with

a benign

you killed all of your

smile disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

been someone from the Poeff

charge in killing the Mercenary King’s friend, Glenn Poeff's

“You have no response.”

see the benign

cold eyes did not look benign at all. Those cold eyes looked toward Atures who was down below looking up at

are the scared rat

was at

let out a

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan soon

gaze started to

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

had with him on this operation in place of his

small dagger right in front of

stealthily moving toward the building

member as he heard Ron's soft laughter in

seem even more

down on his

it the moment

it the moment he saw

even though he was in

also giving off a sharp

a presence that only someone who had honed their skills without letting go of the

“Atures, don't you agree?”

toward

brain. How can you have such squad

headed back

but his eyes

fine if all of you want to

of Arm’s

not dare to move even after Ron's provocation. This was the same for his subordinates who had been with him for at least fifteen