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.

on his chair

escort her to the

impossible to teleport in or out of

others had accepted it without any questions. In return, Alberu agreed to only bring a few of

must stay

Wave wave.

hand up and down to tell the White Star

then said something in a

you and the

Smirk.

White Star started

have such

right. I’m

Alberu leisurely added on.

who try to stab me in

left the basement

teleportation magic circle there. Some

“Elder-nim……?”

need to go to the

“Did something go wrong?”

corner of the Elder’s lips curled up as she

has a

and looked around

sounds like unnecessary

least this much

Ooooooooong-

circle soon activated and

next to the forest looking down

“Shall we go?”

“Yes, sir, I understand.”

who was standing next

and masks.

This is my first time doing

wearing

to his

is this really

Yeah. That’s the most

stars surrounding it. He chuckled and responded

“I’ll be back.”

be back soon, your

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

Paaaat-!

then Eruhaben, Mary, and the Dark Elves disappeared from

appeared somewhere

the secret passage to the basement of

while watching the

came here as

the best place to move

started walking after Mary

walking openly

“……!”

old woman’s

“W, what the-?!”

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

“Did I get fo-”

not finish

“Ugh!”

made it feel as if she could

Fear was focused

Step, step.

Gold Dragon, Eruhaben, quietly looked down at the

waste to use my hands on something

However…

I guess I have to since I was

You, you-!”

to shout something while drenched in fear, watched a group of

“Shall we go too?”

air with magic and

a

“Ha!”

was visible on

pillar in the middle shooting up the center, as if it would touch the ceiling. The

Dead mana.

eyes were burning with anger after looking at

same

“Mary.”

“Please get them all.”

enemies guarding the plaza paths and some of the

Adin, the Tower Master of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower, really nobody would come here as

all busier with the thought of gobbling up the Roan Kingdom

are stealing the dead

shared Cale’s orders she had heard through

to the outside so that the

close friend. They needed to be returned to

“Mmph, mmph!”

mage tried intensely to resist as she watched but she could

to quickly

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

Dragon’s gold dust was

the other hand, in the basement of the normal two-story building where the liege that the black mage

smiling brightly as he

long? It should be quick

she is trying

“…Really?”

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

worry, your

don’t have much

head as if he understood everything,

come back with the insignia. It is simply a matter of whether it takes a bit

possible that someone caught

White Star shook