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

at that

Pat. Pat.

could feel small paws

great! Smart Rosalyn, you

She started to smile.

continuing to speak

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

do it! I am stronger than

goodness.

to laugh out loud after hearing

the potion and started to speak to Cale in front

enough strength to

Furthermore.

strength to

was not

gulped the potion down before looking toward

managed to escape using teleportation but there were many more mages

toward Rosalyn with fear

looks were being sent toward Rosalyn the mage,

“I'm heading down.”

started to

in his pocket and

Boom- boom!

landed behind Sir

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

also looked at Sir Rex who brought them with him with fear

alchemy bombs in the

mages

started to speak to the enemy soldiers

nobody here who

gaze headed toward the mages and black mages from the White Star's

“Will you still fight?”

to

knew the right things to say. His words threatened the enemies while letting his soldiers know that they would

kill you if you

was the final

Clang!

weapon

Tang. Clang!

to fall to the

hell are you doing?!

you to be the enemy and

all shouting, however, the number of soldiers who lowered their weapons only continued

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

place will

the Southern Alchemists’ Tower battle

were still the power players and royalty

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

stepped back and approached

then whispered in

take care of

Cale nodded his head.

can make it

happily at

that moment. Hey,

after hearing the quiet

have heard the

moved back as if it had been

a path for him to

“What is it?”

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

sounded confused as he informed

mages

‘What about them?

hear

who teleported inform

he was about to frown. All

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

the South. I guess they

in the

recall the people who went to the Northern Alchemists’

pure Saint is

That was the case.

Saint Jack.

was responsible

We sent the Saint-nim there because we thought it was the weakest tower and because it was closest to the capital

other three were similar in strength with the Northern Alchemists’ Tower being slightly weaker than the others. Cale, it looks like you and Raon-nim should

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

“…That’s not enough.”

new changes, that was not going to

it came to

I need to go.” Yes, you should

could not finish

the other video communication device going off on Bud’s

device was glowing

meant it was

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

Cale before quickly

had left this message.

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

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

a completely anxious expression. Hey, what are

Lions, black

soldiers

Empire’s war against the

too much

was happening only in the Mogoru

toward

about that was terrible. That meant that they were planning on dragging in the Mogoru's regular citizens instead of the troops just fighting against each

“Bud.”

shut up and waited

Tell them to gather

toward

there right now.” Human!

hung up after

needed to

contacted Ron after finishing the call with Bud. He could

Cale, this side looks

to

the details to Rosalyn before asking her to help

need

Sir Rex

as she looked at Cale’s

going wrong every time they thought something was

“Mm.”

hands as he thought things over.

I will take care of things

speak

have a favor to ask

Tell me and I

she welcomed such requests. Cale