Trash of the Count's Family

All of the calls ended.

Cale immediately left through the window.

Clang clang.

The ninth floor strategy room window locked once again.

‘I’ll come to you a bit later!’

He could hear the voice of a Wind Elemental.

Now two of the three Elementals stayed behind in the magic stones storage room and the strategy room. Of course, they would reunite with Cale later.

‘…Explosion! Blow it up! Kahahahaha!’

Only a weird one was left but Cale did not have time to think about it.

“Let’s go to where Beacrox is.” I got it, human!

Cale headed toward Merchant guild leader Plavin's room where Beacrox should be.

He would meet with Plavin, Ron, and Beacrox over there.

Click.

Cale looked toward the door after hearing it open.

He slowly stood up from the couch.

“You're here, Merchant guild leader-nim.”

“Mm!”

Plavin Singten flinched after hearing Cale's greeting as he walked into the room. He then nodded his head as if nothing was wrong and continued to walk in.

Click.

He then clenched his eyes and then reopened them after hearing Ron lock the door behind him.

It was at that moment.

“What do you think?”

He could hear Cale's nonchalant voice.

Plavin was shocked at this instant change of attitude, but he quickly started to speak as he preferred this nonchalant attitude.

“Some of the mages and the alchemists will head over in one hour with some troops to collect the fake slaves.”

Plavin’s two hands pointed to Beacrox and Ron.

“I convinced them to let these two seniors lead the way as you mentioned sir.”

Ron and Beacrox.

These two would be the ones to lead the Southern Alchemists’ Tower's troops to collect the fake slaves.

“The mages are said to be skilled enough to install teleportation magic circles. Their plan is to teleport the slaves in batches as they are not strong enough to teleport all 1,200 at once.”

“How wonderful.”

Cale started to smile.

The mages who would head into a trap with Ron and Beacrox were not skilled enough like Rosalyn or Becrock to teleport multiple people at once by themselves.

However, it was fine if they were skilled enough to teleport 1,200 slaves even if it took multiple teleportations.

‘It becomes easier to blow up the Tower when more of those skilled mages are not here.’

Cale’s side would become more advantageous the more mages were not at the tower.

Plavin Singten who finished his report looked toward Cale with anxiety. Cale started to speak.

“Open them.”

Beacrox's hands started to move.

Zzzzzzz-

One of the backpacks on the table was unzipped.

“…Hmph!”

Plavin gasped.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

His heart was beating wildly.

He could see the magic bombs.

‘These will explode today.’

The tips of Plavin's fingers were slightly shaking.

Pat. Plavin felt the man from the Sun God faction placed a hand on his shoulder.

“You are going to move with me. You should know how lucky you are.”

Plavin could see the laughing man’s reddish brown eyes.

“You should not get swept up in the explosion if you are with me. Doesn’t that sound great?”

“…Yes, Yes sir. It sounds great.”

Plavin tightly closed his eyes and reopened them as he responded. The man from the Sun God faction's voice hit him like thunder at that moment.

“We will move the enemies to the trap in one hour. We will start the explosions three hours after they leave.”

Exactly four hours from now.

10pm tonight.

A time when even the summer sky that stays bright so long is completely dark.

“The greatest defense is a preemptive strike.”

They will hit the enemies first.

Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.

Plavin Singten’s face slowly turned white as he looked at the watch in his hand.

His gaze headed toward the window.

He could see someone looking out at the dark night sky.

“It's time.”

Plavin clenched his fists after hearing those words.

The eyes behind the mask headed toward him.

“Jump down.”

He then pointed outside the window.

“…Do I really need to jump?”

Singten clenched his fists even tighter. He could see outside the sixth floor

did not have any say

was at

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

started

toward Plavin. He didn't care if this bastard was scared. He had no reason to make it comfortable for

were others who were responding to

‘It’s finally starting!’

to the

The countdown

7, 6-” Human, human! I'm all

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

turned toward the sound of the

“Ahhhhh!”

screamed as he ran toward

“3.”

in one hand as he cast some wind at

Swooooooosh-

wind surrounded

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

three Wind Elementals jumped through the

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

body jumped out

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

jumped out the window as

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

feel the wind surrounding him as well as

headed toward the masked

“Gasp!”

only gasp

It was black.

Ooooooong-

crawling up the tower starting from

‘What is that?’

wind before he could think any

“Huh?”

Southern Alchemists’ Tower. The wind surrounding Plavin started to

hiding. If you wish to

coldly stated before

“S, shit!”

to quickly move to a cave at the edge of the forest that a Wind

covered his mouth in fear as he had no way of knowing that. He wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until

such a person be from the

understand what was surrounding the Alchemists’

Black mana.

enveloping the tower starting

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

a large whirlwind being

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

in response to the black mana. The Alchemists’ Tower that only had a few lights on here and there started to quickly get

the tower were probably running around to deal with

not need to see any of

black mask heading to the

mana rising up behind

whirlwind at the top

the magic bombs that would respond to that black mana and explode

‘…That person.’

scared of that man in the

Church of the Sun

to be

bigger impact on Plavin’s

most like a

not look any

had landed on the pointy roof

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

was on alert.

heard Raon's excited

looked down and started to

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

and open

top, enveloping the entire

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

windows clunked as they

opening every

“What the hell!”

out

out of the

“O, over there!”

to Cale at the top

staying around the tower quickly started to head to

“Who are you?!”

that person is one of Merchant

recognized Cale. One was the alchemist who had guided Plavin

gaze was not on any

Clang.

window to the tenth floor Tower

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

looked out the window with a shield cast around him

shouted at that

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

bomb headed into the open

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

mana started to

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

of three

shook

“Aaaaaah!”

to scream as they

of them were shouting in

is the ninth floor!

floor exploded as

Tower

sixth floor, ninth floor

exploded in a total of

seen

was smoke, fire, and the sound of the

at that

“That’s round one.”

on the top of

amplified with magic could be heard by

“Move, move!”

is going

of you get in

well as troops who had returned to their