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?”

not respond. Plavin Singten clenched his fists even tighter. He could see outside the sixth

have any say

at

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

pupils started

looked toward Plavin. He didn't care if this bastard was scared.

There were others who were responding to his

‘It’s finally starting!’

to the top of the

The countdown to hell!

human!

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

the sound of the

“Ahhhhh!”

screamed as he ran toward

“3.”

whip in one hand as he

Swooooooosh-

the wind surrounded

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

Elementals jumped through

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

jumped out

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

body quickly jumped out the

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

him as well as see the scary distance to

gaze headed toward

“Gasp!”

he could only

It was black.

Ooooooong-

crawling up the tower

‘What is that?’

turned because of the wind before he

“Huh?”

started to

stay hiding. If you

coldly stated before waving

“S, shit!”

move to a cave at the edge of the forest that a Wind Elemental had discovered

He wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until the end, but he

of a! How could such a person be from the Church of the Sun

to understand what was surrounding

Black mana.

enveloping the

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

see a large whirlwind being

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

Tower’s alarms started to go off in response to the black mana. The Alchemists’ Tower that only had a

remaining in the tower were probably running around to deal

did not need to

heading to the top of the

mana rising up behind

at the

respond to that black mana and

‘…That person.’

of that man in the

Church of

who seemed to

leaving a bigger impact on Plavin’s mind than

seemed the most like

could not

on the pointy roof

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

Southern Alchemists’ Tower was on alert. Human!

heard Raon's

and started

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

up and open the

descended from the top, enveloping the entire tower

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

windows clunked as

of the Wind Elementals were opening every window as they

“What the hell!”

looking out the window looked

running out of the

“O, over there!”

lot of people pointing to Cale at the

quickly started to head to the tower as

“Who are you?!”

of Merchant guild leader Plavin's

were people who recognized Cale. One was the alchemist who

not

Clang.

the window to the tenth floor

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

window with a shield cast around him

at

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

bomb headed into the open tenth

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

black mana

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

total of

shook

“Aaaaaah!”

to scream as they lowered

were shouting

ninth floor! It

sixth floor exploded as

Tower

floor and the

bombs exploded in a total of three

could be seen through

used to exist. There was smoke, fire, and

at

“That’s round one.”

the man on the top of

that had been changed and amplified with magic

“Move, move!”

what is going

All of you get

from the tower as well as troops who had returned to