Trash of the Count's Family
Chapter 405
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
any say
was at that
“10, 9-”
The countdown had started.
‘Damn it!’
started to
was scared. He
others who were responding to his
‘It’s finally starting!’
move to the top
The countdown to hell!
human! I'm all
“5, 4-”
Tap, tap.
the sound
“Ahhhhh!”
screamed as he ran toward
“3.”
one hand as he cast
Swooooooosh-
the wind
‘Let’s go!’
Swooooooosh-
Wind Elementals jumped
“2.”
“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”
jumped
“1.”
Swooooooosh-
jumped out the window
“Gasp!”
Plavin gasped.
“I, I'm alive.”
feel the wind surrounding him as well as see the
headed toward the masked
“Gasp!”
could only gasp
It was black.
Ooooooong-
up the tower
‘What is that?’
of the wind before he could think
“Huh?”
started to move toward the forest. Plavin’s gaze
up and stay hiding. If you wish to live
man coldly stated before waving
“S, shit!”
a cave at the edge of the forest that a Wind Elemental had discovered
no way of knowing that. He wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until the end, but he could not do
could such a person be
started to understand what was surrounding the Alchemists’
Black mana.
enveloping the tower starting from the
Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-
a large whirlwind being created at the
Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-
off in response to the black mana. The Alchemists’ Tower that only had a
were
need
the black mask heading
mana rising up behind
whirlwind at the
the magic bombs that would respond to that
‘…That person.’
that man in the
of
Jack who seemed to be a
on Plavin’s mind than
the most like
could not look
landed on the
Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-
Southern Alchemists’ Tower was on alert.
Raon's
looked down and started
“Open the door.”
That was the beginning.
Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’
up and open
whirlwind descended from the top, enveloping the entire
Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.
windows clunked
were opening every
“What the hell!”
looking out the
many people running out of the
“O, over there!”
lot of people pointing to Cale at the top of
around the tower quickly started
“Who are you?!”
that person is one of Merchant
One was the alchemist who had guided
was not on any of
Clang.
tenth
“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”
a shield cast
at that
“Throw it!”
Swooooooosh-
bomb headed into the open tenth floor
In addition.
"Explode!”
Ooooooong-
mana started to
Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!
Baaaaaaaaaang!
total of three
shook
“Aaaaaah!”
to scream as
of them were shouting
that is the ninth floor! It is near the strategy
floor
Tower Master-nim's
floor and
in a
be seen
used to exist. There was smoke, fire, and
at that
“That’s round one.”
could hear the man on the top of
with magic could be heard
“Move, move!”
what is going
All of you get in
to get away from the tower as well as troops who had returned to
About Trash of the Count's Family - Chapter 405
Trash of the Count's Family is the best current series of the author Yoo Ryeo Han. With the below Chapter 405 content will make us lost in the world of love and hatred interchangeably, despite all the tricks to achieve the goal without any concern for the other half, and then regret. late. Please read chapter Chapter 405 and update the next chapters of this series at booktrk.com