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

squad member continued

the Mercenaries Guild’s

these two men

to so confidently reveal themselves after destroying the Mercenaries Guild's original

was at that

Squad Leader, Atures

of the Mercenaries Guild’s core members started

of their

“…Molan.”

of them just

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

area became different the moment the

“Excuse me? Molan?”

people

it really

over ten years could not hide their astonishment as they focused

at that

“Gasp! Step back!”

two men on the roof shot up into

“Step back!”

“Retreat!”

and Atures started to

the others were already moving before they said

could not

Boobooboooooooooom-

explosion

“Aaah! G, get down!”

“W, what the…!”

the rear quickly ducked. The ones who

Boooooooooooom-

being gobbled

looked as if the original base

not just being

been slowly buying the

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

there is a reason to go

not say anything back to his subordinate

and the

large circle

“…Huh?”

members looked inside that large circle before

“…Furniture? A desk?”

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

under

was the reason for

“Perhaps? Squad Leader-nim!”

good idea about the true

“…I see.”

squad member was

where they kept the

rushing and that was why they were all

Poeff's gaze started

“Ron Molan.”

turned his

‘When?’

of the Second Battle Brigade that had come with Atures had stepped back to this location

was an average looking house

top of that house’s

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

still just as

Leader Atures started to speak to the man who was in his sixties in a friendly manner. However, his demeanor changed as the old man

you escape

Fifteen years ago.

majority of

the bodies of Ron Molan,

ran away so well

Atures started to sneer.

hiding. What wind brought you here? Are you tired of

Tap.

behind Ron. Atures looked at him and

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

smiled brightly with his teeth

heard a benign voice at

killed all of your own

disappeared from Atures’s

Atures Poeff.

Poeff household, one of the Five

charge in killing the

“You have no response.”

see the benign smile

did not look benign at all. Those cold eyes looked toward Atures

looks like you are the scared rat bastard, not

at

out a quiet

His hand then moved.

“Ugh!”

small groan soon

gaze started

“…S, Squad Leader-nim.”

with him on this operation in place of his Assistant Squad

small dagger right in front of that person’s

moving toward the

shocked squad member as he heard Ron's soft laughter in his

seem even more like

down on

noticed it the moment he

the moment he saw Ron's

body was healthy even though he was

giving off a

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

“Atures, don't you agree?”

why Atures could not charge toward Ron as soon

rat who has no brain. How can you

headed back

was smiling but his eyes

want to come at

portion of Arm’s members

was the same for his