Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 329

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No one dared to speak carelessly. They simply stared at the person standing beside them with wide, unblinking eyes.

‘What did I just hear?’

What kind of situation was this?
The eyes that had been scanning their surroundings turned forward once more.
Then Sir Bernard, the Guardian Sword, opened his mouth.

“Saint Jack, though it has been long since we last met, I’m afraid I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

His expression was not one of confusion.
It was a rigid face, as if he had heard something utterly incomprehensible.

“Tower Master? That’s absurd. I am merely a knight who desires only the peace of the Empire.”

Bernard shook his head at Saint Jack, who was extending his hand toward me.

“And we have been waiting for you. You and the Saint Maiden—”

Sir Bernard’s finger pointed toward one corner of the darkness.

“Did you not make it like that?”

The place once praised as shining most brilliantly.
The Western Continent’s greatest Sun God Church.

That temple had become desolate, barely visible in the darkness.
At the same moment, a figure clad in Tower Master robes stepped forward.

“Saint Jack, you may shake hands with me instead.”

The stubborn and cantankerous Tower Master gazed at Saint Jack with a sigh, as if exasperated.
At this, Sir Rex, the Cat Tribe Knight, quietly approached and stood behind Jack.

Sir Bernard and the Tower Master, Saint Jack and Sir Rex. Four people faced off against one another.

-Human! Is it alright to leave things like this?

Kale looked down at the scene below, and Raon’s voice reached his ears.

-Human! The Saint might be in danger! The Saint is kind but naive! Human, you know this, right? Rather than that crazy Sword Master-

Raon’s enthusiastic voice came to a halt.

“Who’s naive?”
-…Huh?
“Who did you say was naive?”
-…Well, the Saint is naive! Isn’t he?

The corners of Kale’s mouth lifted.

“Kale.”

Choi Han approached with concern evident on his face. Behind him was the Dark Elf Tasha.
Kale spoke without looking at the two of them.

“This is his home.”
-Huh?
“Pardon?”

The Sun God twins, Saint Jack and Sword Master Hana.
They seemed to embody opposite natures combined into two separate beings.
Saint Jack, blessed with healing power and a gentle disposition.
Sword Master Hana, gifted with combat talent and an aggressive nature.

But here’s the thing.

“How many events did the Imperial Sun God Temple hold two years ago?”
“Kale, what do you mean by-”

Kale continued without turning to face Choi Han.

“There must have been quite a lot.”

The Imperial Sun God Temple of the Mogur Empire, which housed the largest congregation on the Western Continent.
The Pope, the Saint, and the Saint Maiden would have conducted countless rituals and ceremonies there.

“Perhaps he had to stand before the people far more often than the Crown Prince, even more than the Emperor himself.”

A man who approached the Empire’s citizens more frequently than an Emperor who only revealed himself on special occasions.

“Jack is strong within this Empire.”

Fierce?
That’s how it might have appeared.

“He’s gentle and virtuous. Saint Jack is.”

Despite growing up oppressed and abused by the Pope since childhood, he had grown into a good person.
Was it because he knew nothing?
Far from it.

“He’s no ordinary man.”

The voice of the Dark Elf Tasha reached my ears.

“Hana possesses no divine power. But Saint Jack, even if only half, carries divine power within him.”

I turned my gaze from Kale to look at Tasha.
Tasha stood with her arms crossed, regarding Saint Jack with a peculiar expression.

“Those who inherit the power of the Sun God must unconditionally kill all races with dark attributes and humans.”

Mm.
A low sound escaped my lips. But Tasha laughed.

“They cannot endure without killing.”

Yet in an instant, her smile vanished.

“Because it is the word of God. Like an instinct, you see.”

Why had Crown Prince Alberu instructed Kale to visit the Dark Elf City and obtain protective bracelets before heading to the Empire?
It was all to avoid Saint Jack, who inherited the power of the Sun God—or more precisely, the Saint and Saint Maiden.

Choi Han’s expression grew peculiar.
He had come to a realization.

Since arriving at Jjangdol Mansion, had Saint Jack ever drawn his blade against Merry or the Dark Elves?

Never.
At least, Choi Han had never sensed even a hint of it.
Not a trace of hostility.

Was that easy?

Choi Han’s realization spilled from Kale’s lips.

“In Saint Jack’s mind, his instinct—his god—must be screaming thousands, tens of thousands of times.”

Eliminate that Dark Elf.
Purify Merry.
Kill your own brother.

“Yet he has killed no one. Instead, he uses his power only to heal the wounded.”

A man who suppresses his own instincts.
Naive?
Kindness and naivety are not the same.
Gentleness and indecision are not the same.

“His martial strength may fall short, but his heart is stronger than anyone’s.”

Kale gazed down at Saint Jack, who now faced Sir Bernard and the Tower Master in his robes, and spoke.

“Choi Han, Raon. In this battle, Saint Jack has always been with us.”

Raon and Choi Han’s gazes followed Kale and Tasha downward. In that moment, they saw Saint Jack closing his eyes. Simultaneously, Kale opened his mouth.

“Let us descend.”

Tasha and Choi Han vanished swiftly into the Bell Tower building.
In that instant, Kale lifted his gaze to the night sky. The darkness of night clung to the airship above.

And Saint Jack also faced the darkness.

“Saint?”

Sir Bernard’s voice reached him.
Yet Saint Jack kept his eyes closed.

Images flashed through the darkness one by one.

The trees of Jungle Zone 7, now blackened.
The moment I saw them covering the ground, my hands trembled.
So I had to grip them together.

Because instinct was speaking.

Purify.
Erase.
Annihilate.

My instinct—my very weak body with only healing power—commanded me to collide with those trees and obliterate them all.

‘…It was as if—’

It was like when my sister Hana had received treatment from Necromancer Mary. My instinct, the will of God, wanted to erase those things.

But I saw.
The trees turning white, Mary, the Dark Elf, and the sunlight pouring down between those trees.

Then, for the first time, a voice spoke.
It was not the voice of God.

It was my own voice.

‘That is light.’

Watching Kale’s actions, I had often thought of them as goodness. I had seen much goodness in my companions, and through them, I came to understand.
But the meaning of the voice I uttered this time was different from that understanding.

“I can do this.”

Creating such light is.

“Saint, what are you saying? We were in the middle of a conversation—”

Sir Bernard’s voice reached him.
Saint Jack slowly opened his eyes.
The voice of the Ancient Dragon Erhaben echoed in his mind.

‘Had he truly been a Lich, you would have found it difficult to discern his identity. It may sound cold, but with your level of skill, you would not have detected the truth merely by being close.’

Sir Bernard.
When Saint Jack was in the Empire, he had rarely encountered the alchemists of the Alchemy Tower. Only the Empire’s highest officials and leadership could meet a Saint.

But he had met Sir Bernard before.
He was always at the Emperor’s side.

‘However, there is a way to discern the truth.’

Erhaben had spoken.
There was a method to reveal the identity.

Then I need only uncover the truth.
I need only reveal it.

I need only shed light upon it.
That is something I can do.

“Sir Bernard.”

The moment Jack saw Sir Bernard’s face, he took a step forward.

‘Jack, your healing power is the strength of the Sun God.’

I am weak.
Yet I am not weak.
The Ancient Dragon’s voice resonated within him.

‘Reach.’

One more step forward.
Jack lunged ahead.

‘Reach him.’

As Jack suddenly charged forward, screams erupted from all directions.

“Saint Jack!”
“What is this all of a sudden!”

Sir Lex, the Cat Tribe Knight, frantically reached out toward Jack.
But the panicked Lex’s hand was just a moment too slow.

Crash!

Saint Jack collided with Sir Bernard.
Through the fabric of his robe, I felt the solid armor beneath.
It hurt.

“…Saint—”

As Bernard’s eyes twisted and he moved to push Jack away, Jack flashed a grin.
The original him could never have charged like this.
A Saint who must always maintain dignity and holiness.

But he had already learned much from his companions.
Sometimes, you must charge forward.

He opened his mouth.
And he shouted with all his might.

“Open the door!”

With that cry, people saw golden light.
At the same time, a certain sound was heard.

Creeeeak—
Creeeeak—

It was the sound of a door opening.

Yet all anyone could see was the light that erupted suddenly.
A colossal wave of radiance engulfed the crowd.

“Ah, ah—”

Someone fell to their knees.
Saint Jack.
From him poured forth a tremendous luminescence suffused with healing power. Unlike the soft glow of before, it blazed with the brilliance of a sun breaking through the heavens, searing the eyes.

Incomplete though he was.
In matters of healing, he was unparalleled.

Erhafen had instructed Jack.
When you touch the Lich.

‘Channel your healing power. It carries the essence of the sun.’

The sun—the most lethal attribute against darkness itself.
Jack saw the hand descending upon him.

“Kgh!”

Jack gasped in agony.
A hand gripped his throat.

“No, no!”
“Impossible!”

As the golden light gradually faded, a horrifying sight came into view.

Saint Jack hung suspended in the air.
His throat was seized by someone’s hand.

“Sir Bernard—why?!”
“Look! Look at Sir Bernard’s hand!”

Sir Bernard’s hand turned black. Jack grasped the hand that held his throat.
The moment Jack’s hand, suffused with golden light, made contact, a sizzling sound erupted.

Sssssizzzzle—

Sir Bernard’s skin burned.
It darkened.

The Saint could see Sir Bernard’s contorted face.

“…You bastard—”

At Sir Bernard’s low curse, audible only to the Saint, the Saint laughed.
Though I had never heard such profanity hurled at me directly before, I laughed as the solemn Guardian Knight’s face twisted and his eyes gradually darkened.

“Half-breed, how dare you!”

Sir Bernard’s charring hand returned to normal. Jack’s healing power’s influence on Sir Bernard gradually diminished.
In that moment, Jack spoke with a smile.

“Come quickly.”
“What?”

As Sir Bernard questioned, the door opened.
The Saint’s command opened the door.

Creeeeak—
Creeeeak—

Everyone’s gaze turned to two places.

Sky, and earth.

The door of the Airship in the sky opened.
Bone birds made of white bone emerged from within.
Dozens of massive bone birds spread their wings and dispersed across the sky of the Imperial Capital. The citizens pointed toward that sky.

“…That’s from the video!”
“Holy Knights! They’re Holy Knights!”

Above the white bone bird.
Knights clad in white armor held their swords aloft, pointing them toward the sky.
And one by one, they gathered above the Alchemy Tower’s sky.

And the ground.

Creeeeak— Boom!

People turned their heads.
The main gate of the Alchemy Tower, which had been firmly sealed, swung open. Darkness was visible within the doorway.
But a figure burst forth from that darkness.

“That, that person!”

Most couldn’t identify who it was, but a few recognized the figure’s identity and widened their eyes.
In that moment, Sir Bernard heard Saint Jack speak with a smile.

“You’ve come.”

Simultaneously, Sir Bernard had to release Saint Jack from his grasp. There was no choice.

“Damn it!”

An aura blending gold and black surged toward Sir Bernard.
Sword Master Hana.
Her face, covered in black veins, broke into a radiant smile.

“Hello? You have no idea how long I’ve waited.”

Both twins of the Sun God had revealed themselves in the Empire.
Simultaneously, an aura blending gold and black descended.

Kwaaaaaaang!

The place where light filled with healing power had been flowing.
At its center, Hana’s blade plunged down, and a thunderous roar echoed forth.
That place was destroyed.

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