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.

to him was a man with a

tell they

continued to

the Mercenaries Guild’s

that these two men were

so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the

was at

Atures

same time, Crock, the leader of the Mercenaries Guild’s

of their voices were

“…Molan.”

of them just said one

early thirties. There was no way that the two of them did not know about

area became different the moment the two of

“Excuse me? Molan?”

younger people sounded

Is it

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

was at

“Gasp! Step back!”

the roof

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Crock and Atures

already moving

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

loud explosion shook

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

shaking. The people in the rear quickly ducked. The ones who had retreated

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

base was

was not just

had been slowly buying the

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

think there is a reason to go

to his subordinate as he continued

the

area created a large circle and

“…Huh?”

Arm’s members looked inside that large

“…Furniture? A desk?”

looking at least 10 meters down. He could see dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building. He could also see hundreds of large pieces of furniture such as

new ditch showed everything under

the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

the squad member was looking at, nodded his

they kept the

had been rushing and that was

gaze started to

“Ron Molan.”

squad member who also turned his gaze

‘When?’

Second Battle Brigade that had come with Atures

average looking

of that house’s

looking down at the Arm members

are still just

a friendly

been what let you escape back then. Just like

Fifteen years ago.

was when the majority of the Molan household

bodies of Ron Molan, the

ran away so well

Atures started to sneer.

What wind brought you here? Are you

Tap.

roofs and landed behind Ron. Atures

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

with his

a benign voice at that

that why you killed all of your own family

disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

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

took charge in killing the Mercenary King’s

“You have no response.”

could see the benign smile on Ron’s

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

are the scared rat bastard, not

at

out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

groan soon

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

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

small dagger right in

toward the building

as he heard Ron's soft laughter in

even more

down

the moment he

he noticed it the moment

healthy even though he was in his

was also giving off

without letting go of the tension in their body for even

“Atures, don't you agree?”

Atures could not charge toward Ron as

brain. How can you have

headed

smiling but his eyes were

want

Arm’s

after Ron's provocation. This was the same for his subordinates who had been with him for at