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?”

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

did not have any say in this.

was at that

“10, 9-”

The countdown had started.

‘Damn it!’

started to

this bastard was scared. He had no reason to

were others who

‘It’s finally starting!’

move to the top of

countdown to

7, 6-” Human, human! I'm all set

“5, 4-”

Tap, tap.

the sound

“Ahhhhh!”

he ran toward

“3.”

in one hand as he cast some wind at the tip

Swooooooosh-

wind surrounded

‘Let’s go!’

Swooooooosh-

three Wind Elementals

“2.”

“Daaaaaaaaaaaamn iiiiiiiiit!”

body jumped

“1.”

Swooooooosh-

out the window as

“Gasp!”

Plavin gasped.

“I, I'm alive.”

as well as see

toward the

“Gasp!”

only gasp once

It was black.

Ooooooong-

up the tower starting from the first

‘What is that?’

body turned because of the wind before he could think any

“Huh?”

wind surrounding Plavin started to move toward the forest. Plavin’s gaze headed back to the masked

and stay hiding. If you wish to

stated before

“S, shit!”

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

his mouth in fear as he had no way of knowing that. He wanted to say something because he was expecting the man to protect him until the end, but he

person be from the Church

to understand what

Black mana.

what was enveloping the tower starting from

Swoooooooooooosh- Swoooooooosh-

being created at the top of

Beeeeeep- Beeeeeeep-

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

tower were probably running around to deal with the

Plavin did not need

man in the black mask heading to the

black mana rising up behind

whirlwind at the top of

that would respond to that black mana

‘…That person.’

was scared of that man in

of the Sun

Jack who seemed to be a

man was leaving a bigger impact on Plavin’s mind than

the most like

could not

had landed on the pointy roof of

Beeeeeeep- Beeeeeeeep-

Alchemists’ Tower was on alert. Human!

Raon's excited

and

“Open the door.”

That was the beginning.

Chaos! Destruction! Kahahahaha!’

and open the

top, enveloping the entire tower

Clunk. Clunk. Clunk.

of the windows clunked as they

Elementals were opening every window as

“What the hell!”

people looking out the window looked

were many people running out of the tower as

“O, over there!”

Cale at the top of

staying around the tower quickly

“Who are you?!”

that person is one of Merchant guild leader

Cale. One was the alchemist who

gaze was not

Clang.

to the tenth floor Tower Master’s

“…Perhaps? ‘This voice!”

that bastard looked out the window with a shield cast around him and looked

shouted at that

“Throw it!”

Swooooooosh-

into the open tenth

In addition.

"Explode!”

Ooooooong-

black mana started to

Baaaaaaaaaang! Baaaaang-!

Baaaaaaaaaang!

of

explosions shook

“Aaaaaah!”

started to scream as they

them were

ninth floor! It is near the strategy

floor

the Tower Master-nim's

sixth floor, ninth floor and the

exploded in a total of

be seen through the

the windows used to exist. There was smoke,

at

“That’s round one.”

hear the man on the top

been changed and amplified with magic

“Move, move!”

is going

All of you

well as troops who had returned to their senses