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.

him was a man with a greatsword who

at least tell they

continued

not on the Mercenaries

two men were

so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the Mercenaries Guild's

at

Leader, Atures Poeff started to

of the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started to

of their

“…Molan.”

them just

Crock was in his early thirties. There was no way that the two of them did

area became different the moment the two of them

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people

Is it really Ron

hand, the people who had been here for over ten years

at

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof shot up

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Atures started to

were already

could not be

Boobooboooooooooom-

loud explosion shook

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

rear quickly ducked. The ones who had retreated

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

as if the original base was being gobbled up by the

not just being

slowly buying the land around the original Mercenaries Guild

from coming into the area

is a reason to go

anything back to his

building and the empty area

area created a large circle

“…Huh?”

of Arm’s members looked inside that large circle

“…Furniture? A desk?”

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

under the

was the

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

had a good idea about

“…I see.”

member was looking at, nodded

they kept the

been rushing and that was why they were all

gaze started

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned

‘When?’

Brigade that had come with Atures had stepped back to this location to dodge the crumbling

average looking

top of

looking down at the Arm members from this house that was

still just

started to speak to 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.

the majority of

only unable to find the bodies of

ran away so well that we couldn't

Atures started to sneer.

and hiding. What wind brought you

Tap.

roofs and landed behind Ron. Atures

him. Long time no see. I went to visit your place a few times

smiled brightly with his

heard a benign voice at

why you killed all of your

disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

been someone from the Poeff household, one of the Five Assassin

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

“You have no response.”

benign smile

all. Those cold

are the scared rat

at that

let out

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

groan

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

the person Atures had with him on

right in front

been stealthily moving toward the

shocked squad member as he heard

even

bit down on

noticed it the moment he

the moment

healthy even though he was in his

also giving

their skills without letting go of the

“Atures, don't you agree?”

Atures could not charge toward Ron as soon as he

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

gaze headed back

but his eyes were

all of you want

Arm’s

Ron's provocation. This was the