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

can at least tell they are not on our

member continued to

are not on the Mercenaries

these two men were part of a different

would be able to so confidently reveal themselves after destroying

at that

Squad Leader, Atures Poeff started to

time, Crock, the leader of the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started to speak

their voices were

“…Molan.”

just said one

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

different the moment the two of them said that

“Excuse me? Molan?”

younger people sounded

Is it really

who had been here for over ten years could not hide their

at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

the roof shot up

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Crock and Atures started

others were already

could not

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loud explosion

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

in the rear quickly ducked. The ones who

Boooooooooooom-

was being gobbled

base was being gobbled

not just being

Guild had been slowly buying the land around

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

I don't think there is a reason to go any farther

not say anything back to his subordinate as he continued to look

and the empty

created a large circle and

“…Huh?”

members looked inside that large circle

“…Furniture? A desk?”

debris from the wooden

ditch showed everything under the sun without hiding

the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

good idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

Atures whom the squad member was

where they kept the

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

gaze

“Ron Molan.”

turned

‘When?’

Atures had stepped back to this location to dodge the

average looking house located

on top of

hair was looking down at the Arm members from

still just

sixties in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor changed as the old

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

Fifteen years ago.

the majority of

unable to find the bodies of Ron

away so well that

Atures started to sneer.

scared and hiding. What wind brought you

Tap.

landed behind Ron. Atures looked at him and

in front of him. Long time no see. I went to visit your place

smiled brightly with his teeth

heard a benign voice at

killed all of

disappeared

Atures Poeff.

once been someone from the Poeff household, one of

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

“You have no response.”

benign

did not look benign at all. Those cold eyes

the scared

was at that

out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan

started to

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

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

right in front

had been stealthily moving toward the building where

could see the shocked squad member as he heard

even more like damn

bit down

noticed it the moment

it the moment he saw

though

also giving off a

without letting go of the tension in their body for even a moment could

“Atures, don't you agree?”

toward Ron

How can you have such squad members with

headed back

was smiling but

of you want

portion of Arm’s members looked toward

was the same for his