Trash of the Count's Family

“Patriarch-nim, did that punk Cale say that he’ll be heading over?”

Ron who was looking at the video communication device that just ended turned his gaze after hearing the voice. He saw Mercenary King Bud Illis who was holding a long thin sword, unlike his usual self.

Ron casually stared at the blood dripping down the thin blade before starting to speak.

“5 minutes later.”

He didn't say anything else before looking forward.

Bud did not show any complaints about this demeanor. He also looked toward where Ron was looking.

‘…The Molan family residence.’

Although it was now being used as Arm's secret base, this place used to belong to the Eastern continent's greatest underworld household in the past. Bud had been shocked when he had learned about it.

‘For it to be in the Molden mountain range.’

The Eastern continent's Molden Kingdom had grown significantly since about ten or so years ago.

They were located at the center of the Eastern continent and used commerce as a means to grow the kingdom, using their location effectively to become the center of the Eastern continent’s economy and material distribution.

There was a unique trait about the Molden Kingdom that managed to become the center of distribution and commerce even without an ocean around their kingdom.

A wide plain with just as wide and well-paved roads.

Merchants had no choice but to use these wide roads with no mountains to hinder them, especially after lodging and commercial districts were created as well.

‘The Molden Kingdom does have a mountain range in the northeast region.’

The mountain range was not very long, but it was very tall and dangerous that it ranked number one in climbing difficulty on the entire Eastern continent.

The Molan family residence existed in a valley deep inside that dangerous mountain range.

‘It’s actually more of a fortress than a residence.’

He could see buildings built inside the dry valley and the cliffs on both sides.

“Mercenary King-nim, we have successfully crossed the first boundary and should arrive at the second boundary soon!”

Bud raised his sword again after hearing the report. His gaze turned to one side as he started to speak.

“We can see Arm’s base after breaking past the first boundary as you mentioned.”

Bud's close friend Glenn Poeff and the Mercenaries Guild's mages had destroyed the illusion spell at the first boundary.

The assassins of the different households who had survived the destruction of their households but had been scattered throughout the Eastern continent until now were gathered here destroying the first boundary and the traps inside.

Bud then saw someone covered in a robe sitting weakly on the ground. The robed individual started to speak.

“The second boundary will be as I mentioned as well.”

He sounded weak as if he was a candle that was starting to go out.

A bright light flashed around them at that moment. The light soon disappeared and the person who appeared started to speak.

“It looks like we need to hurry.”

It was Cale.

The person on the floor raised his head. Cale could see the Dragon half-blood’s eyes looking at him underneath the robe.

Cale had a lot of things to say to this bastard. However, he didn't have the time to leisurely chat as the situation at the Caro Kingdom’s Dubori territory had taken longer than he had expected.

“Young master-nim.”

He turned his head toward Ron who was calling for him.

The usual benign smile was not on his face. His stiff face was full of anger. He also saw Beacrox who was standing behind Ron with his head down while holding his greatsword.

There was only one thing for Cale to tell them.

“Why do you both have such expressions on your faces when you are returning home for the first time in a long while?”

Beacrox raised his head and looked toward Cale. Cale, who received both the father and son's gazes, pointed forward.

The Molan family residence that had been covered by illusion magic…

He continued to speak to the original owners of this place.

“Come back soon.”

Beacrox pulled his greatsword out of the ground. He then walked up next to his father, Ron. He then heard Cale's voice again.

“Have a housewarming party once things are cleaned up. I’ll come over to play.”

Beacrox could see the slowly appearing smile on his father’s face. It was the first smile he saw after the cold and stoic expressions his father had on his face for the last few days.

The final Molan patriarch moved his empty hand forward as he responded.

“I look forward to your housewarming gift.”

Tap.

Ron started to head toward Arm’s secret base with quiet footsteps. He heard Cale’s brusque voice behind him.

“Sure. I have a lot of money.”

Ron had no choice but to laugh.

“Haha, ha-”

He could not handle this situation without laughing. He had such a cute young master-nim.

“Beacrox.”

“Yes, father.”

bank if it is for a housewarming for grandpa Ron and nice Beacrox! I'm not only saying this because I

the housewarming party have to be grand for our even

order

“Send the signal.”

the second boundary. There was a small wall in that

could also see the numerous archers and mages on top of

arrows if they get any

and activate the magic circles! Prepare everything

calmly watched them yapping away

kind of team makeup did not make sense for the Molan family. It was only like this because

Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii- piiiiiiiiiiiiiii-

out a

of the mercenaries who were in the front of the group heading toward the wall at the second boundary shouted at that

“Gather around!”

gathered together in one

go

who had been

Ooooooong.

long and thin blade became covered in

“Sure. Come back soon.”

waving Cale behind

just an issue for

for Bud and the Mercenaries

between the Mercenaries Guild

would allow the Mercenaries Guild to defeat Arm which had

show off its strength

was not holding

took the glasses off his face. He then gave the order that was most fitting

“Destroy everything!”

Swoooooooosh-

the

quickly moved forward. They looked toward the strongest individual standing on

power was telling him that

jerked his body back and swung

“Kill them all!”

blue

had happened

“Ugh!”

neck of the swordsman who had been issuing orders on

That was the signal.

“Ahhhhh!”

Climb up the

can get

shouting as

“Shoot the arrows!”

“Start the magic attacks!”

top of the walls started to launch

An arrow hit my

stupid idiot! You can’t even dodge an arrow? Move! I'll

Shoot those fireballs properly if you're going to use them!

mercenaries in the front did not lose any morale because of

or were hit by

“T, these crazy bastards!”

the archers

mercenaries made eye contact with that archer. The mercenary who had been climbing the ladder in front of the pack smiled while looking at

“Are you scared? Kahahahahah!”

intruded without any sort

This was war.

considered this to be a

Guild were

ones who survived the

to turn situations where they would get significantly injured

the mercenaries who considered their bodies to be their wealth considered to be

lead right now as they

never had a large

through those

it go on

“Assistant Leader-nim!”

the Assistant Leader

“Start!”

“Yes, sir!”

and the person standing

Screeeeeech- screeeeeeech-

of the flute making the mercenaries flinch for a moment.

“U, up there!”

We didn’t expect an

mercenaries in the front

sides. Arrows, rocks, fire arrows, and

“Aaaaaah!”

rocks! They look as big as boulders! Crazy

“The ladder is broken!”

the battlefield. The Assistant Leader who was on top of the wall clenched

Tell them to launch the

“Yes, sir!”

along the cliffs as well. They would be extremely effective if they

Assistant Leader

was at that

“Assistant Leader-nim!”

of his subordinates pointed to the

“Aaaaaaaaahh!”

top of their lungs. It was one of

toward one of the buildings on top

a man-made building created inside

outside the same

“Ugh! Ugh!”