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?”

his fists even tighter. He

say in this. However, he

was at

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

started

this bastard was scared. He had

others who were

‘It’s finally starting!’

move to the top of

countdown to hell!

7, 6-” Human, human! I'm all

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

toward the

“Ahhhhh!”

he ran toward the

“3.”

top's whip in one hand as he

Swooooooosh-

wind

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

Wind Elementals jumped through

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

jumped out

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

jumped out the window as

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

him as well as see

toward the

“Gasp!”

he could only gasp

It was black.

Ooooooong-

the tower starting

‘What is that?’

body turned because of the wind before he could think

“Huh?”

Alchemists’ Tower. The wind surrounding Plavin started to

hiding. If you wish to

stated

“S, shit!”

body moved away from the tower and started to quickly move to a cave at the edge of the forest that a

wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until the

could such a person

understand what was

Black mana.

was what was enveloping the tower

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

a large whirlwind being created at

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

the black mana. The Alchemists’ Tower that only had a

and knights remaining in the tower were probably running around

Plavin did not need to see any

in the black mask heading to the top of

mana rising up

the top

bombs that would respond to that black

‘…That person.’

of that man in the

of the

Jack who seemed to be

leaving a bigger impact on Plavin’s mind than either

seemed the most like a

could not look any

had landed on the pointy roof of

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

Southern Alchemists’ Tower was on alert. Human! Let’s do

Raon's

looked down and started to

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

and

the top, enveloping the entire tower as

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

of the windows clunked as

of the Wind Elementals were opening

“What the hell!”

out the window

people running out of the tower as

“O, over there!”

to Cale

the tower quickly started

“Who are you?!”

person is one of Merchant guild

recognized Cale. One was

not on any of

Clang.

tenth floor Tower

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

window with a shield cast around him and looked

at

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

bomb headed into the open tenth

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

mana

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

total of

shook

“Aaaaaah!”

to scream as they

of them were shouting

the ninth floor!

sixth floor

the Tower Master-nim's

floor, ninth floor and

exploded in a total of three

could be seen through the open

where the windows used to exist. There was smoke, fire, and the sound of

was at

“That’s round one.”

could hear the man on

and amplified with magic could

“Move, move!”

is going

of you get

well as troops who had returned to their