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

at

Pat. Pat.

feel small paws on

Smart Rosalyn, you

She started to smile.

to

to you? Or do I

will do it! I am

my goodness. Whatever you

started to laugh out loud after hearing Raon

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

enough strength to open it and drink

Furthermore.

enough strength to

battle was

potion down before looking toward the

using teleportation but there were many more

toward Rosalyn with fear and

toward Rosalyn the

“I'm heading down.”

to

the video communication device in his pocket and

Boom- boom!

people landed behind Sir

face was covered

at Sir Rex who brought them with him with fear as

bombs in the soldiers’ hands

mages and black mages

speak to the enemy soldiers who

here who will

the mages and black mages from the White

“Will you still fight?”

started to smile

right things to say. His words

kill you if you

was the final

Clang!

dropping his weapon could be heard. That

Tang. Clang!

to fall

hell are you doing?!

consider you to be the enemy and

royalty, nobles, and power players were all shouting, however, the

will die if they attacked was them and not these people giving orders from

like this place will be taken care

the Southern

the power players and royalty

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

back and

then whispered in

take care of things

Cale nodded his head.

looks like we can make

happily

that moment. Hey,

flinched after hearing the

heard the voice as well and nodded that

as if

naturally opened a path for him to walk and he walked into the

“What is it?”

video communication device that had been muffled because it was in Cale's

confused as he

wrong?” The black mages and mages in the Eastern and

‘What about them?

hear about Becrock’s

mages who teleported

he was about to frown. All

and Western Alchemists’ Towers went to the North?’ We got a call from the North! Three

the South. I

in the

to recall the people who went to the Northern

pure Saint

That was the case.

Saint Jack.

responsible for

continued to speak. We sent the Saint-nim there because we thought it was the weakest tower and because it was closest to the capital that we could quickly send reinforcements.

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

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

“…That’s not enough.”

that was not

when it

I need to go.” Yes,

could not finish his sentence. Beeeeeeep-

the other video communication device going off

communication device was

meant it

the mages in the Roan Kingdom’s Mage Brigade under Rosalyn who came to Mogoru to

mage shouted and Bud peeked toward Cale before quickly

Jack had left this

a moment before quickly reading with a stiff expression. Lions have appeared within enemy ranks. Unable to

the Northern Alchemists’ Tower.

with a completely anxious expression. Hey, what are we

black mages

also soldiers and knights as

Empire’s war against the

this a bit too much even if they want to take

was happening only

toward

that they were planning on dragging in the Mogoru's regular citizens instead of the troops just fighting against each other.

“Bud.”

shut up and waited

to

looked toward

will head there right now.” Human!

after

to

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

master Cale, this side looks like things will

looks like I need to

Rosalyn before asking her to help Rex completely take

sure you don’t need me there as

once Sir Rex has full control of

looked worried as she

time they thought something was working

“Mm.”

both hands as he thought things over. Human, it's fine!

of things here as quickly as possible before heading

to speak

I have a

me and I will make

Cale as if she welcomed such requests.