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 seemed to be in

at least tell they are not

squad member continued

are not on the Mercenaries Guild’s

that these two men

able to so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the

at

Leader, Atures

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

their voices were

“…Molan.”

them just said

in his early thirties. There was no way that

different the moment

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people sounded

Is it really

ten years could not hide their astonishment as they focused

at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

the roof shot up into

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

Atures started to

were already moving before they said

not

Boobooboooooooooom-

loud explosion

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

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

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

base was being gobbled up

not

Guild had been slowly buying the land

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

there is a reason to go

to his subordinate as he continued to

the empty area around

area created a large circle and crumbled

“…Huh?”

members looked inside that

“…Furniture? A desk?”

was looking at least 10 meters down. He could see dirt, rocks, and the debris from the wooden building.

everything under the sun

was the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

member had a good idea about the true identity

“…I see.”

Atures whom the squad member was looking

where they

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

gaze

“Ron Molan.”

member who also turned his gaze

‘When?’

had come with Atures had stepped back to

an average looking

on top of

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

you are still just as

to the man who was in his sixties in a friendly manner.

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

Fifteen years ago.

when the majority of the Molan

find the bodies of Ron Molan, the patriarch, and his son,

well that we couldn't find

Atures started to sneer.

What wind brought you here? Are

Tap.

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

still seems to have a long life in front of him. Long time no see. I went to visit your place a few times when you were young. Do you

brightly with

a benign voice at

Is that why you killed

smile disappeared

Atures Poeff.

been someone from the Poeff household, one of

one who took charge in killing the Mercenary

“You have no response.”

the benign

eyes did not look benign at all. Those cold

are the scared rat bastard, not

at

out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan soon

started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

had with him on

right in front of that

moving toward the

squad member as he heard Ron's

seem even

bit down

it the moment he

noticed it the moment he saw Ron's

was healthy even though he was in his

also giving off a

honed their skills without letting go of the tension in

“Atures, don't you agree?”

could not charge toward Ron as soon

who has no brain. How can you

gaze headed back

but

all of you want to come at me

Arm’s members looked toward

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