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?”

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

not have any say in this. However,

at that

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

started

this bastard was scared. He had no reason to

There were others who were responding

‘It’s finally starting!’

the top of

countdown

human!

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

toward the sound of the

“Ahhhhh!”

screamed as he

“3.”

whip in one hand as he cast some wind at the

Swooooooosh-

wind

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

Elementals jumped

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

body jumped out the

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

body quickly jumped out

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

him as well as see the scary distance

gaze headed toward

“Gasp!”

only gasp once

It was black.

Ooooooong-

up the tower starting

‘What is that?’

of the wind before he could think

“Huh?”

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

up and stay hiding. If you wish

stated before waving

“S, shit!”

from the tower and started to quickly move to a cave at the edge of the forest that a Wind Elemental

as he had no way of knowing that. He wanted to say something because he was

could such a person be

understand what was surrounding

Black mana.

was what was enveloping the tower starting

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

whirlwind being

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

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

alchemists, mages, and knights remaining in the tower were

did not need to see any of

heading to the top of

mana rising

whirlwind at the top of the

magic bombs that would respond to that black mana and

‘…That person.’

was scared of that man

of the

to be

bigger impact on Plavin’s mind than either of

seemed the most like a

could not

had landed on the pointy roof of

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

was on alert. Human!

Raon's excited

down and started to

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

up and open

descended from the top, enveloping the

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

clunked as

of the Wind Elementals were opening every window as they

“What the hell!”

out the window looked

running out of

“O, over there!”

a lot of people pointing to Cale at the top of

around the tower quickly started to head

“Who are you?!”

of Merchant guild leader Plavin's

recognized Cale. One was the alchemist who had guided

not on any

Clang.

to the tenth floor Tower

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

bastard looked out the window with a shield cast around

shouted at that

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

bomb headed into

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

black mana

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

of three

shook

“Aaaaaah!”

as they lowered

them were

the ninth floor! It is near

floor exploded as

Tower

sixth floor, ninth floor and the tenth

a

could be seen through the

the windows used to exist. There was smoke, fire,

at

“That’s round one.”

on the top of

magic could be

“Move, move!”

what is

All of you get

as troops who had returned to their senses trying to get