Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 451

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Chapter 100. The Right Arm

The Dark Elves turned toward the Land of Death in unison.

“Huh?”
The eyes of the territory’s residents widened. Those who had told them to come here were instead leaving this place and heading elsewhere.
It was all the more striking because Gashan and Kale Heniatus stood at the center of that group.

“…Running away while leaving them behind? Kale Heniatus?”

The White Star’s eyes narrowed slightly as he watched.
No matter how strong the young dragon’s shield was, it was inevitable that the territory’s fighting strength would weaken if Kale Heniatus fled. The residents felt this acutely, and their fear grew.

“W-who will protect us?”
“Why are you abandoning us?”

It was then.
A Dark Elf approaching Kale Heniatus, who was being carried away by Gashan, looked toward the Plaza and hesitated before speaking.

“Is it alright to leave them? We haven’t captured all the Dark Mages in the Lord’s Castle yet, and shouldn’t we deal with the remaining forces?”

The moment his words ended, another approached and spoke.

“We’ve done our part.”
“Tasha.”

Tasha, the Dark Elf, looked toward the Plaza and the Lord’s Castle with cold eyes before speaking to the Dark Elf warrior.

“How much more do you think we should do?”

The Dark Elf warrior was momentarily at a loss for words. At the same time, he thought how truly cold Tasha was. She who had led the charge in matters concerning the Underground City and the Roan Kingdom now appeared entirely different.
Then Tasha spoke to that warrior.

“We don’t need to take on tasks that the people of the Caro Kingdom can handle themselves.”
“Pardon?”

What did she mean, tasks the Caro Kingdom’s people could handle themselves?
Tasha was about to open her mouth to answer his question. But Kale Heniatus spoke first.

“No matter how strong the White Star is, they cannot overcome numbers and justification.”
“I’m not sure what you mean by that-”
“We don’t need to handle everything ourselves. We should leave it to those more capable. The Caro Kingdom is not so weak.”

At that moment, the Dark Elf warrior froze at the sounds echoing from all directions in the distance.

Boom. Boom— Boom!
War drums sounded from three directions—east, south, and north—excluding the west.

Toward the Dubori Territory.
Knights from the surrounding fiefdoms and the kingdom’s knights and soldiers were advancing like a tidal wave, surrounding the territory.

As Kale Heniatus heard the drums, he recalled Prince Valentino, who had nodded when their eyes met before he fled.

‘Prince Valentino had turned a blind eye to the problems of the Dubori Territory.’

Unwilling to see his own position shaken, he had buried the issue of territory residents fleeing from the lord’s excessive taxes. Yet when the territory fell into danger, he personally led the charge.
Truly human, and at least possessed a minimum sense of responsibility.

“Huh? Huh?”

The territory residents cowered at the war drums, then could not hide their confusion as the silver shield vanished.
Then the Knight Commander raised his voice.

“Everyone, remain calm!”

Whoosh. Whoosh!
Simultaneously, brilliant light began to burst forth near the Plaza of the Caro Kingdom. As people grew even more startled by the light, the Knight Commander’s voice cut across the plaza.

“The Royal Palace mages have arrived!”

High-ranking mages deployed teleportation and arrived at their designated coordinates. Among them, the commander approached the Crown Prince and bowed deeply.

“Your Highness! I shall construct a magic circle! Everyone will arrive shortly!”
“Construct the magic circle at once! And set up a shield in the plaza as well!”
“Yes, Your Highness!”

The Dubori Territory, now free of the mana disruption device.
Mages approached through teleportation or by deploying acceleration magic. Prince Valentino clenched his fists tightly.

This is the Caro Kingdom.
So we must protect it.

In the eyes of the territory’s residents, Knights drew their blades in a circle around the Plaza, while Mages unfurled smaller shields—not as formidable as before, but interlocking them together seamlessly.
The drum beats grew closer, and the cries of soldiers echoed through the air. The bodies of the cowering residents gradually began to relax.

Boom!
At that moment, another deafening explosion erupted from the Lord’s Castle.

“Damn it! Seize them!”

Bear King Sayehr barked orders at the Dark Mages. But they failed to properly unleash their magic.

Crash! Bang!
A fire spirit’s inferno and a water spirit’s barrier blocked their path. Between them, several Dark Elves burst through and fled.
They were those who had not joined Tasha. They were faithfully following Kale’s earlier command to evacuate the territory’s residents to the Plaza.

“Ugh!”
“My Lord! Please get up quickly!”

The dust-covered Lord, supported by a Knight, was scrambling out of the Lord’s Castle. Knights, Mages, Servants, administrators—none of them hesitated, urgently pouring through the shattered gates of the Lord’s Castle destroyed by the spirits and rushing toward the Plaza.
Sayehr’s face twisted as he watched the scene unfold.

“Damn it, Eli!”
“Why do you keep calling me?! My bracelet snapped—I can’t use illusions right now!”

The Illusionist snapped irritably, grimacing at her broken bracelet.

‘This is a disaster!’

Sayehr ran his hands through his hair at the sight.

‘I was supposed to control the Lord through illusions and bring the Caro Kingdom to our side!’

With the Illusionist’s medium shattered, casting illusions was now impossible. Worse, the Caro Kingdom’s Central Military and the surrounding territories’ forces had arrived far sooner than expected.

‘Who could have predicted the Crown Prince would arrive here so quickly, or that he’d come in person?’

Yet his gaze soon shifted to the blonde man suspended in the air.

‘Because of that damned dragon.’

Sayehr had assumed that Choi Han, who left the Banquet Hall after dealing with the Illusionist, had gone to where the mana disruption device was located. So he hurried to the highest peak of the Lord’s Castle, and there he encountered Erhafen.

‘It’s been a while.’

With those words, the dragon’s attack swept over the mana disruption device, the tower’s rooftop, and Sayehr. Due to the delayed time, Sayehr belatedly discovered the fleeing lord wrapped in multiple protective barriers that were suspected to be the power of spirits contracted by the Dark Elves.

“You handle this place. Whether you create a new medium or do whatever else.”
“Hey!”

He ignored the Illusionist Elisne’s cry and soared into the air. In his eyes appeared the Dark Elf and Kale Heniatus.

“Hey!”

Elisne called out to Sayehr like that, then hesitated.

Caw. Caw.
The cry of crows echoed. In that moment, something fell around her.

“…These things—!”

Thud. Thunk. The crows dropped the mice they had hunted around the Illusionist. The creatures that had been her ears and eyes lay unconscious, piling up on the ground. In that moment, the Illusionist’s eyes met those of a crow.
The crow opened its beak.

“You hunted well.”

At the deep, elderly man’s voice, Elisne’s fingertips trembled with rage.

“…How dare an ordinary shaman—!”

As if mocking her words, the crow cried and departed from her side. And it left behind a message.

“Tell her to wait, for I will show her true despair, not mere illusions.”

The elderly man’s voice, tinged with laughter, gradually faded with the crow’s wingbeats. Elisne, who had been consumed by rage, realized something strange.

“…Wasn’t he supposed to be fleeing?”

Surely the raven’s master, the Dark Elves, and their leader Kale Heniatus weren’t fleeing—were they? I had seen them heading from the Lord’s Castle toward the Western Wall.
Yet they displayed despair?

Her mind raced to a single conclusion.

‘They weren’t running away!’

She quickly surveyed her surroundings, then grabbed the Dark Mage by the collar and commanded him.

“Cast a flight spell on me right now! Or contact Sayehr or the White Star—immediately!”

She had to inform them.
That those bastards weren’t fleeing.

* * *

Meanwhile, at that very moment, Tasha asked Kale.

“How far do we need to jump?”

Kale gripped Gashan’s shoulder, and Gashan stopped in his tracks. Tasha, who halted alongside him, asked again. Her gaze flickered briefly toward the sky.

“The other Dark Elves who went to the Lord’s Castle will soon complete their tasks and regroup with us. So why are only we running away?”

She saw Kale smiling.

“Of course only we are running away.”

Only the Dark Elves, save for Gashan who stood nearby, would have heard the spirits’ message. Many still hadn’t caught Kale’s word “jump.” Kale answered Tasha’s bewildered question indifferently, his gaze fixed forward.
Now atop the Western Wall they had reached, Kale opened his mouth.

—Human! Why are you and the Dark Elves running away? I finished what you told me to do before heading to the Eastern Continent!

Unlike those who had fled, the black-robed figure that soared toward the Territory now looked down at Kale, who was being carried on Gashan’s back, from atop the city wall.

“Merry.”

The black-robed figure bowed its head slightly.

“Give me a ride.”

The Dragon lowered its head. I climbed onto the Bone Dragon’s back. I steadied myself by grasping Merry’s outstretched hand and stood upright.
I turned to address the Dark Elves.

“Go and prepare. Follow the plan.”

The desert sprawled across the Land of Death, a place designed to bind the White Star in place.
Since no one traveled there and it was abandoned, the people of the Underground City had constructed an enormous trap across the desert’s expanse.

“In the meantime, I’ll force the White Star to flee toward the Land of Death.”

Tasha laughed as she passed by me and Merry.

“Understood. So our role is to scatter now. We’ll go fulfill our part.”
“I’ll follow as well. I’ll leave one raven behind.”

Gashan followed in Tasha’s wake.
Only then did I fix my gaze forward. I methodically organized my thoughts.

The Illusionist couldn’t use illusions anymore since their medium was destroyed, and the Caro Kingdom Mage and Knights would be more than sufficient to protect the territory’s people.
Choi Han and Raon were both free to act.

-Let’s fight!

The voice of the Sky-Devouring Water reached me.

-Now we can fight without holding back, right?

A black line extended from Merry’s hand. Screech, screeeech. Merry’s black mana seeped into the skeletal black wings.

“Shall I go?”
“Yes.”

The black Bone Dragon took flight.
I spoke to her with casual dismissal.

“You’ve grown stronger, haven’t you?”
“Of course. I’ve absorbed a tremendous amount of dead mana.”

The dead mana storage near the Four-Directional Alchemy Towers of the Mogur Empire. Merry, who had absorbed the most dead mana from within it, now possessed what the White Star should have had.

“Then block that first.”
“Understood.”

The Dragon cut across the sky with tremendous speed.
And collided.

“Tch! This bastard!”

Merry’s black threads, wrapping around the Bone Dragon’s wing bones, formed a colossal wing. The Dragon flapped its wings and shattered the light arrows that Sayehr had sent chasing after it with its front claws. Suddenly, Kale recalled words he had once spoken to Choi Han.
It was at the banquet held in the Roan Royal Family’s palace. On the Terrace that night, he had explained this plan to Choi Han and spoken those words.

‘Didn’t I say we’d sever the White Star’s right arm?’

He murmured as that memory surfaced.

“Eliminating three right arms should suffice.”

Kale looked down at the pallid Sayehr from atop the Dragon and spoke.

“You too, aren’t you?”

Sayehr, whose complexion was ashen and sickly.
The more he wielded the Ancient Powers, the more his face drained of color.

“Your vessel is weak just like mine, isn’t it?”
“You bastard!”

Sayehr, momentarily stunned, raised his voice in a convulsive frenzy and conjured dozens of spinning spheres of light. Merry stepped forward.

“In terms of compatibility, I should take this one.”

Kale willingly ceded the stage to her. He turned around and opened his mouth.
The moment his eyes met the White Star’s gaze.

“Before my vessel shatters, I’ll obliterate yours.”

As if they had been waiting for those very words, Choi Han, the invisible Raon, and Erhafen immediately rushed toward the White Star at high speed in perfect synchronization.

“Ha!”

The White Star laughed as though exasperated, igniting the sword’s flames with violent intensity. Choi Han met his gaze and smiled, and in that instant, I cried out.

Just as you did to me, I’ll return it in kind.

“He’s alone right now! Don’t give him a chance to use the Ancient Powers!”

And from high above, concealed by the night sky, Raon’s magic descended upon them all.

“What is this?”

An intricately woven net descended upon the White Star. Each strand was a trap infused with the Young Dragon’s wrath.
The net, spread wide as the night sky itself, ensnared the White Star.

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