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.

something that happened often, but she was

was at that

Pat. Pat.

feel small paws

Smart Rosalyn, you were

She started to smile.

could see Cale continuing to

it to you?

I will do it! I am stronger than

my goodness. Whatever you

to laugh out loud after hearing Raon

grabbed the potion and started to speak to Cale in front of her and the

enough strength to open

Furthermore.

enough strength to take care of the small

battle was not

potion down before looking toward the

mages who managed to escape using teleportation but there were

looking toward Rosalyn with

toward Rosalyn the mage, not

“I'm heading down.”

to fly

put the video communication device in his pocket and followed

Boom- boom!

two people landed

Rosalyn, whose face was covered by her hood again, and the masked

Rex who brought them with him with

alchemy bombs in the

black mages

to speak to the enemy soldiers who

nobody here who

gaze headed toward the mages and black mages from the White

“Will you still fight?”

to

Rex was becoming a leader who knew the right things to say. His words threatened the enemies while letting his soldiers know that they would be

will not kill you if you

was the

Clang!

sound of a soldier dropping his weapon could

Tang. Clang!

started to fall

the hell are you doing?!

consider you to be the enemy and kill you

however, the number of

realized that the people who will die if they attacked was them and not these

this place will be

could feel that the Southern Alchemists’

the power players and royalty

and Becrock was significantly injured, so the enemy power players who cherished their own lives the most were filled with fear

stepped back

then whispered

looks like we can quickly take

Cale nodded his head.

we can make

smiled happily at that

at that

after hearing the

seemed to have heard the voice as

if it had been the original

path for him to walk and he walked into

“What is it?”

of his pocket. An urgent voice responded from the video communication device that had been muffled

confused as

and mages in the

‘What about them?

hear about Becrock’s

the mages who teleported

made eye contact with Bud as he was about to frown. All of them went to the North! It happened

Towers went to the North?’ We got a call from the North! Three teleportation magic circles appeared

the West, and the South. I

the North right

who went to the

pure

That was the case.

Saint Jack.

responsible

the weakest tower and because it was closest to the capital that we could quickly

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

to the Northern Alchemists’ Tower were Saint Rex, the knights under Rex,

“…That’s not enough.”

new changes, that was not going

it

need to

finish

other video communication

communication device was glowing

it

the Roan Kingdom’s Mage Brigade under Rosalyn who came to Mogoru to help out quickly

mage shouted and Bud peeked toward Cale before quickly reading the message. It's from the

Saint Jack had

Lions have appeared within enemy ranks. Unable to determine whether there

looked toward Cale. In addition, there seems to be golems underneath the Northern Alchemists’ Tower. Unable to determine the

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

black mages

also soldiers and knights as

Empire’s war against the Whipper

war. Isn’t this a bit too much

that this was happening only in the

toward the

they were planning on dragging in the Mogoru's regular citizens instead of the troops

“Bud.”

and waited

Tell them to

toward

now.”

hung up after saying

to quickly

after finishing the call with Bud. He could see Rosalyn walking toward him after

this side looks

I need to head

asking her to help Rex

need

if you come once Sir Rex has full

she looked

kept going wrong every time they thought something was

“Mm.”

with both hands as he thought things over.

care of things

speak at that

Rosalyn, I have a favor to ask of

Tell me and I will

toward Cale as if she welcomed such requests. Cale