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.”

money out of my piggy bank if it is for a housewarming for grandpa Ron and

be grand

order to his

“Send the signal.”

There was a small wall

numerous archers and mages on top of the

if they get

and activate the magic circles!

watched them yapping away on

sense for the Molan family. It was only like

Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii- piiiiiiiiiiiiiii-

flute let out a

mercenaries who were in the front of the group heading toward

“Gather around!”

gathered together in one location. They then started to move toward

should go

Bud who had

Ooooooong.

thin blade became

“Sure. Come back soon.”

Cale

not just an

for Bud and the Mercenaries

between the Mercenaries Guild and

had become a power player on the

Mercenaries Guild would show off its strength to the entire Eastern

was not holding the

face. He then gave the order that was most fitting

“Destroy everything!”

Swoooooooosh-

surrounded the area around

the enemies as he quickly moved forward. They looked toward the strongest individual

ancient power was telling him

jerked his body back and swung

“Kill them all!”

covered in blue aura

happened almost

“Ugh!”

of the swordsman who had been issuing orders on the

That was the signal.

“Ahhhhh!”

everything! Climb up the

can get your

mercenaries were shouting as they

“Shoot the arrows!”

“Start the magic attacks!”

enemies on top of the walls started to launch their attacks

Hey! An arrow hit

dodge an arrow? Move!

Shoot those fireballs properly if you're going to use them! They’re so easy to dodge! Kahahaha! You stupid

did not lose

move forward whether they dodged the attacks or were hit by a spell or arrows. They

“T, these crazy bastards!”

archers

The mercenary who had been climbing the ladder in front of the

“Are you scared? Kahahahahah!”

had not intruded

This was war.

had considered this to be a

Mercenaries Guild were not strong

survived the

were people who were able to turn situations where they would get significantly injured

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

lead right now as they climbed

continent had never had

through those wars had learned how

let it go

“Assistant Leader-nim!”

Bud’s sword, the Assistant Leader had

“Start!”

“Yes, sir!”

order and the person standing next

Screeeeeech- screeeeeeech-

odd noise came out of the flute making the mercenaries flinch for a

“U, up there!”

expect an attack from

in the front started to

the two cliffs on the sides. Arrows, rocks,

“Aaaaaah!”

can’t dodge those rocks! They look as big as boulders!

“The ladder is broken!”

The Assistant Leader who was on top of the wall

Keep this up! Tell them to

“Yes, sir!”

the buildings along the cliffs as well. They would be extremely

Assistant Leader started

was at

“Assistant Leader-nim!”

of his subordinates pointed to the

“Aaaaaaaaahh!”

from the cliff while screaming at the top of their lungs. It was one of the

gaze headed toward one of the buildings

a man-made building created inside a part

else's body appeared outside the

“Ugh! Ugh!”