Trash of the Count's Family

Inside a typical two-story house surrounded by a forest… A few people were sitting around a table in the basement. Alberu nonchalantly threw the document in his hand.

“It’s definitely it.”

Tap.

The document that landed on the table had an insignia on the first page.

“I thought that the ranking would be low because you said it was a non-mainstream faction, but it is still an Elder-Grade insignia.”

“We need some clout to settle in properly in a new location; don’t you believe so, your highness?”

An old woman sitting across from Alberu smiled warmly at him. She was the leader of the non-mainstream faction of Alchemists and had stealthily come here to negotiate with the crown prince.

The crown prince looked at the old woman and middle-aged man sitting on either side of the White Star before leaning his body forward. The middle-aged man had introduced himself as the representative of the reclusive mages of the Whipper Kingdom.

Alberu smiled elegantly.

“It’s good to settle in well at a new location. But doing that is the hardest thing.”

“That is why we are trying to get on the good side of the owner of that new place.”

Alberu’s smile became thicker.

“Don’t get the wrong idea.”

However, the words coming out of his mouth were cold.

It was so cold that the people who came to support the old woman and the middle-aged man flinched.

“I am not the owner of this place.”

The White Star smiled brightly.

“But won’t you soon become the owner? With the slightest of help from us of course.”

The White Star turned to look at Tasha and some camouflaged Dark Elves standing behind Alberu.

“The owner does not have to do anything except open up the place to us. We, as the owner’s hands and feet, will make the place beautiful and plentiful.”

“Yes. That would be wonderful.”

Alberu did not deny what the White Star said. However, he said one more thing.

“I just need to confirm that those hands and feet are truly my own hands and feet.”

The old woman who came as the representative of the non-mainstream faction tilted her head to the side.

“Your highness, I’m not sure what else we need to show you. This is putting us in quite an awkward position. I, as the representative, personally came to a place like this at your request. Is that not enough?”

“Yes. I recognize you as the leader of the non-mainstream faction. This insignia on the document… It is indeed an Elder-Grade insignia. It is as I have seen.”

Alberu pointed at the insignia.

“So bring the insignia.”

The old woman frowned.

“It will put me in a difficult position if it is revealed that I removed the insignia from the Alchemists’ Bell Tower, your highness.”

“That’s the reason I want you to do it.”

“…Excuse me?”

A relaxed smile appeared on Alberu’s face.

“Shouldn’t I hold onto some sort of weakness for both of us until you all properly settle down here?”

He then turned toward the middle-aged man.

“The Whipper Kingdom’s side has no way to prove it, but… I can easily suppress them by contacting the Whipper Kingdom if they do anything funny.”

Tap.

Alberu’s index finger tapped on the table. He smiled brightly.

“So go and bring it. Immediately. Not a stamp on a piece of paper but the real thing.”

The White Star’s gaze turned odd as he listened. The old woman realized that there were no changes on the faces of anybody on Alberu’s side and responded, almost as a sigh.

“…You’re quite formidable, your highness.”

“Shouldn’t that have been expected?”

“That-”

The old woman could not say anything and subconsciously peeked at the White Star sitting next to her.

At that moment…

“Why are you looking that way?”

‘Oops.’

The old woman flinched and looked forward again. Alberu Crossman was looking at the old woman with cold eyes that did not match his elegant face.

“Aren’t you just the middle man to introduce us to each other?”

His voice was directed at the White Star, although his gaze was focused on the old woman.

“Yes, your highness. My job is to simply introduce you to each other.”

Alberu then spoke quite warmly to the old woman.

“That’s what he says. Alright, now it is time for you to decide.”

The old woman frowned before standing up.

“I suppose we must properly show our desire to change our home.”

“A wise decision.”

“I will be back soon, your highness. It will not take long.”

Shhh.

back on his chair and

her to the front of

impossible to teleport in or out of here. They

was for his safety, and the others had accepted it without any questions. In return, Alberu agreed to only bring a few of his subordinates. He had only brought a few Dark Elves

must

Wave wave.

up and down to tell the White Star to sit back

something in a cold

you and the Elder are conspiring against

Smirk.

White Star

can’t have such

right. I’m glad you

Alberu leisurely added on.

who try to

left the

the backyard. There was a teleportation magic circle there. Some mages

“Elder-nim……?”

go to the tower for

“Did something go wrong?”

lips

a lot of

and looked around before whispering in a

like unnecessary

to play along at least this much to establish a new home. Please commence the

Ooooooooong-

activated and released a

were individuals on a hill next

“Shall we go?”

“Yes, sir, I understand.”

Mary, who was standing

disguised, not with dye magic, but black clothes and masks. They were all holding something covered

is my first time doing

wearing the typical thief

to his

way, is

Yeah. That’s the

stars surrounding it. He chuckled and

“I’ll be back.”

be back

a map in Mary’s hand as she bowed. The basement of the Alchemists’ Bell

Paaaat-!

mana whirlwind and then Eruhaben, Mary, and the Dark Elves disappeared from the

appeared

where the secret passage to the basement of the Alchemists’ Bell

while watching the old woman entering the secret

here as

is the best place to

walking after Mary who had responded

walking

“……!”

woman’s eyes opened

“W, what the-?!”

her voice in shock frowned as soon as

“Did I get fo-”

not

“Ugh!”

felt an immense pressure that made it feel as

was focused

Step, step.

Dragon, Eruhaben, quietly looked down at the old

my hands

However…

guess I have to since I

You, you-!”

shout something while drenched in fear, watched a group of individuals run past the Dragon and

“Shall we go too?”

the air with magic and leisurely followed behind the

a large underground

“Ha!”

was visible on his

as if it would touch the ceiling. The pillar was full of a black liquid that was created from the death of the

Dead mana.

burning with

the same for

“Mary.”

“Please get them all.”

the plaza paths and some of the Dark Elves took them

the Tower Master of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower, really nobody would come here as long as they did

all busier with the thought of gobbling up

are stealing the dead

Cale’s orders she had

the outside so that the people

close friend. They needed to be returned to their

“Mmph, mmph!”

black mage tried intensely to resist as she watched but she could not do anything as she was surrounded by

need to quickly inform our

in a remote forest of the Roan Kingdom. She needed to inform him about this. However, she had no way

Dragon’s gold dust was covering the entire underground

in the basement of the normal two-story building where the liege that the black mage was desperately looking for was currently

smiling brightly as he

long? It should

she is trying to

“…Really?”

he was smiling, Alberu was showing anxiousness with his whole body. The White Star slowly leaned against the chair and commented

worry,

don’t have much

White Star nodded his head as if he understood everything, and the middle-aged man commented

is simply a matter of whether

possible that someone

Star