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

say in this. However,

at

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

pupils started

Plavin. He didn't care if this bastard was scared. He had no reason

others who were responding to his

‘It’s finally starting!’

the

The countdown to

human!

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

toward the sound

“Ahhhhh!”

as he ran toward

“3.”

held the golden top's whip in one hand as he cast some wind at

Swooooooosh-

wind

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

Wind Elementals jumped through the

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

body jumped

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

quickly jumped out the window

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

well as see the scary distance to the

headed toward

“Gasp!”

only gasp

It was black.

Ooooooong-

was crawling up the tower starting from the first

‘What is that?’

turned because of the wind before he could

“Huh?”

started to

and stay hiding. If you wish to

man coldly stated before waving his

“S, shit!”

the tower and started to quickly move to a cave at the edge of the

knowing that. He wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until

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

what was

Black mana.

enveloping the tower starting from the

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

could also see a large whirlwind being created at the top of the

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

Southern Alchemists’ Tower’s alarms started to go off in response to the black mana. The Alchemists’ Tower

knights remaining in the tower were probably running around to deal with the

need to see

the black mask heading

black mana rising

at the top of

the magic bombs that would respond

‘…That person.’

of that man in the black

of the

to be

was leaving a bigger impact on Plavin’s mind than either of those

most like a

could not look

the pointy

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

was on alert.

Raon's

looked down and started to

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

and open the

the top, enveloping the entire tower as

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

clunked as they opened

the Wind Elementals were opening

“What the hell!”

looking out

were many people running out of the

“O, over there!”

were a lot of people pointing to Cale

the tower quickly started

“Who are you?!”

of Merchant guild leader

recognized Cale. One was the alchemist who had

Cale's gaze was not on

Clang.

window to the tenth floor Tower Master’s

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

bastard looked out the window with a shield

at

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

magic bomb headed into the open tenth floor

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

black mana started

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

total of

explosions shook the

“Aaaaaah!”

as they lowered their

of them were shouting

the ninth floor! It is near the

floor exploded as

Tower Master-nim's

sixth floor, ninth floor

bombs exploded in a total

could be seen through the

to exist. There was smoke, fire,

at

“That’s round one.”

could hear the man on the top of

changed and amplified with magic could be heard by the people on

“Move, move!”

what is

of

were people shouting to get away from the tower as well as