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.

Star pushed back on his chair

her to the

building and its basement had defensive spells that made it impossible to teleport in or out of

without any questions. In return, Alberu agreed to only bring a few of his subordinates. He had

You must stay

Wave wave.

waved his hand up and down to tell the White

something in a

and the Elder are conspiring

Smirk.

White Star started to

can’t have

I’m glad you

Alberu leisurely added on.

who try to

woman stoically bowed and left the basement after

There was a teleportation magic circle there. Some mages stationed there stood up straight after seeing

“Elder-nim……?”

to go to the tower

“Did something go wrong?”

of the Elder’s lips curled up as she

has a lot of

looked around before whispering in a quiet

like unnecessary

should be willing to play along at least this much

Ooooooooong-

activated and

hill next

“Shall we go?”

“Yes, sir, I understand.”

who was standing next to him, and

clothes and masks. They were

is my first time doing

wearing the

pointed to

is this

Yeah. That’s the most

a shabby white star with five red stars surrounding it. He chuckled and responded to the

“I’ll be back.”

be back soon,

she bowed. The basement of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower. It was a map with a drawing of the

Paaaat-!

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

soon appeared somewhere

secret passage to the basement

the old woman entering the

here as

the best place to

walking after Mary

was walking openly without

“……!”

woman’s

“W, what the-?!”

woman who had subconsciously raised her voice in shock frowned as soon as she saw Eruhaben’s long vertical

“Did I get fo-”

not

“Ugh!”

pressure that made it feel

Fear was focused

Step, step.

Dragon, Eruhaben, quietly looked down at the old black

to use my hands on something like

However…

I have to since I was asked to

You, you-!”

drenched in fear, watched a group of individuals run past the Dragon and into

“Shall we go too?”

with magic and leisurely followed behind the Dark Elves

then saw a large

“Ha!”

was visible on

up the center, as if it would touch the ceiling. The pillar was full

Dead mana.

eyes were burning with anger after looking

was the same for the Dark

“Mary.”

“Please get them all.”

guarding the plaza paths and some

Crown Prince Adin, the Tower Master of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower, really nobody would

the thought of gobbling up the

are stealing

shared Cale’s orders she had heard through the

outside… We will reveal this basement area to the outside

member or 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

to quickly

liege, the White Star, who was currently not in the Empire but in a remote forest of

gold dust was covering the

the liege that the black mage was desperately looking for was currently at…

brightly as he

be taking her this long? It should be quick if she used

be difficult as she is trying to

“…Really?”

The White Star slowly

don’t worry,

have

Star nodded his head as if he understood

back with the insignia. It is simply a matter of

that

Star