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?”

clenched his fists even tighter. He could

have any say

was at that

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

pupils started to

if this bastard was scared. He had no reason

There were others who were responding to his

‘It’s finally starting!’

move to the top of the

The countdown to hell!

6-” Human, human! I'm

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

the

“Ahhhhh!”

screamed as he ran toward

“3.”

whip in one hand as he cast some

Swooooooosh-

the wind surrounded

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

Wind Elementals jumped through the

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

jumped

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

jumped out the window as

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

feel the wind surrounding him as well as see

headed toward

“Gasp!”

could only

It was black.

Ooooooong-

black was crawling up the tower starting from

‘What is that?’

body turned because of the wind

“Huh?”

the Southern Alchemists’ Tower. The wind surrounding Plavin started to move toward the forest. Plavin’s gaze headed

If you wish

stated before

“S, shit!”

move to a cave at the edge

a safe location but Plavin covered his mouth in fear as he had no way of knowing that. He wanted to

person be from the Church of the

understand what was

Black mana.

was what was enveloping the

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

large whirlwind being created at the top of

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

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

knights remaining in the tower were

Plavin did not need to see

the black mask heading to the top of the

rising up behind

at the

that would respond to that black mana

‘…That person.’

that man in the black

Church of

to

man was leaving a bigger impact on Plavin’s

most like a

not

landed on the

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

Tower was on alert. Human!

heard Raon's excited

looked down and

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

up and

descended from the top, enveloping

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

the windows clunked

Elementals were opening every window as they

“What the hell!”

looking out the window

people running out of the tower as

“O, over there!”

of people pointing to Cale at the top of the tower

quickly started to head to the tower

“Who are you?!”

that person is one of Merchant guild leader

people who recognized Cale. One was the alchemist who had

gaze was not on any of

Clang.

tenth

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

window with a shield cast around him

at that

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

magic bomb headed into the open tenth floor

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

black mana started

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

of

shook

“Aaaaaah!”

started to scream as they

them were shouting

ninth floor! It is near the strategy

floor exploded as

the Tower

floor, ninth floor and

a total of three

could be seen through the open

to exist. There was

was at that

“That’s round one.”

could hear the man on the top

voice that had been changed and amplified with magic could be heard by

“Move, move!”

what is going

All of you get in

away from the tower as well as troops