Trash of the Count's Family

Both the allies and the enemies blankly watched the two red hands clasp together in the night sky.

The two large red mana hands formed a sphere that resembled the sun once they merged.

“Ugh, aaaaaaaaaaah!”

Nobody could do anything as they heard the painful screams of the person captured within that sun. …Wow, this is no joke.

Bud could not pick his jaw back up as he watched from the other side of the video communication device.

He could see Becrock flailing around inside the red mana hands.

Becrock was trying his best to defend against Rosalyn’s mana that was attacking him as if it was fire.

“Ahhhhh!”

However, he could not do it.

The red mana crashed into his combined mana each time to divide it back into dead mana and mana.

Then the mana would be destroyed.

‘Damn it! Damn it! Fuck!’

The mana getting destroyed was the mana inside Becrock's body and not the Southern Tower Master's mana.

It was the mana he had built up while practicing magic.

“Ugh, this, this-!”

Becrock started to frown.

Rosalyn’s mana was destroying his mana.

This proved that Rosalyn was much greater than him when it came to handling mana.

He finally realized the meaning behind Rosalyn's words.

‘Becrock, I was practicing magic as well while you were making your laws and doing magic.’

And now, the mana that she had practiced for so long was tightening its grip around Becrock.

Becrock was extremely angry.

‘Thank you. I grew stronger thanks to you.’

He understood the meaning behind that statement as well. Rosalyn’s current condition, her growth, was something she realized during their battle.

Becrock was slowly getting suffocated.

He could not escape.

The red mana would destroy his mana every time he would try to cast a teleportation spell.

It was extremely tenacious.

“Ugh, ugh! Ugh!”

Becrock wanted to breathe.

He wanted to live.

He did not want to be in pain.

‘F, for me to die like this! I thought I stepped on everyone to get here!’

His view slowly turned black.

Becrock could see Rosalyn’s stoic face right before his view became completely black. She did not show any joy, sorrow, nor even anger.

Becrock frowned as he fell into a completely dark world.

The two red hands disappeared.

Becrock’s body started to fall.

Swooooooosh-

However, a red breeze that flew in from somewhere held Becrock’s body in the air.

It was Rosalyn’s magic. She started to speak to the person approaching him.

“Young master Cale.”

“Miss Rosalyn.”

Rosalyn pointed to Becrock.

“He’s not dead. We should put mana restricting chains on him and pass him over to Sir Rex.”

Bud Illis was watching this from the other side of the screen. He looked in the direction Rosalyn was pointing before gulping as he observed Becrock.

‘It probably would have been better to have been killed.’

He would die soon enough.

She probably kept him alive so that she could hand the leader of the enemies to Sir Rex, Jack, Hannah, and Rei Stecker, the four people who would lead the future Mogoru.

‘I didn’t know Rosalyn had a side like this.’

She was cold but thorough.

Bud liked this side of her.

It was because she showed this side to the enemies. It was better than having a weak heart that would end up getting your allies injured.

‘…And this confirms her position as Magic Tower Master.’

Bud recalled the image of Rosalyn being surrounded by red mana.

He had never seen a mage in such a battle form before.

She was strong and there was also something to it that grabbed other people’s hearts and attention.

‘I should increase the amount of people from the Western continent in the Mercenaries Guild’s directory.’

Bud’s mind started to get filled with complicated thoughts about the future.

Cale started to speak at that moment.

“That must have been tough.”

He then took a potion out and tried to hand it to her.

Rosalyn could only stare at the potion. There was a simple reason for it.

“…I have no strength.”

Rosalyn's body was out of strength now that the adrenaline from this sudden explosive growth and the battle that helped her get over the wall had ended.

‘It’s not to the point where I will faint.’

She was just tired. Her body and her mind were tired.

Rosalyn who peeked toward the unconscious Becrock started to think. No, it would be better to say there was a new concern on her mind.

happened often,

was at

Pat. Pat.

small

Smart Rosalyn, you

She started to smile.

see Cale continuing to

it and hand it to you? Or do I need to pour it

it! I am stronger

my goodness. Whatever

to laugh out loud after hearing Raon and Cale's casual

speak to Cale

enough strength to open

Furthermore.

enough strength to take care of

was not

the potion down

there were many more mages

all looking toward

looks were being sent toward Rosalyn the mage, not

“I'm heading down.”

started to fly

video communication device in his pocket and followed behind

Boom- boom!

landed

Sir Rex looked toward Rosalyn, whose face was covered by her hood again, and the

also looked at Sir Rex who brought them with

bombs in the soldiers’ hands scared

black mages tried to throw

speak to the enemy soldiers who were still citizens

nobody here

and black

“Will you still fight?”

to smile

a leader who knew the right things to say. His

not kill you if you

the final

Clang!

of a soldier dropping his weapon could be heard.

Tang. Clang!

started to fall to

hell are you doing?!

to be the enemy and kill you if you

nobles, and power players were all shouting, however, the number of

if they attacked was them and not these

this place will be

Southern Alchemists’ Tower battle was

still the power

the strong Southern Alchemists’ Tower's Tower Master was dead and Becrock was significantly injured, so the enemy power players who cherished

back and

then whispered

take care of things before heading

Cale nodded his head.

looks like we can make it on

happily

that

after hearing

to have heard the voice as well

if

opened a path for him to walk and he walked

“What is it?”

An urgent voice responded from the video communication device that had been muffled because it was in Cale's pocket. Ah,

sounded confused as he

mages in the

‘What about them?

hear about Becrock’s

mages who teleported inform

contact with Bud as he was about to frown. All of

and mages at the Eastern and Western Alchemists’ Towers went to the North?’ We got a call from the North! Three teleportation magic circles appeared in the nearby forest before black mages

the West, and the South. I guess

the

who went to the Northern Alchemists’

The pure Saint is

That was the case.

Saint Jack.

was responsible for

there because we thought it was the weakest tower and

Alchemists’ Tower while the other three were similar in strength with the Northern Alchemists’ Tower

Alchemists’ Tower were Saint Rex, the knights

“…That’s not enough.”

new changes, that was not

it came to

I need to go.” Yes, you should

finish his

video communication device

communication device

it was an

the Roan Kingdom’s Mage Brigade under Rosalyn who came

Cale before

Jack had

appeared within enemy

Cale. In addition, there seems to be golems underneath the Northern Alchemists’ Tower. Unable to determine the number of golems. They are

Cale with a completely anxious expression. Hey, what are we going to

black mages and

were also soldiers

Empire’s war against the

too much even if they want to take

only difference was that this was happening only

heading toward the

in the Mogoru's regular

“Bud.”

waited

everyone. Tell them to gather in the

toward

head there right now.” Human! We are going

hung up after saying he

to quickly contact

He could see Rosalyn walking toward him after

master Cale, this side looks like things will be settled

to

the details to Rosalyn before asking her

you don’t need

come once Sir Rex

she looked at Cale’s stiff

wrong every time they thought

“Mm.”

face with both hands as he thought things over. Human, it's fine! I am

take care of things

speak at

have a favor to

Tell me and I will make

Cale as if she welcomed such requests. Cale smiled