Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 494

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Sophies, dressed in her robes, surveyed her surroundings.

“There are many unfamiliar faces here.”

Apart from Kale and Choi Han, everyone else was a stranger. Choi Han and Sophies’ gazes met.
That was the moment.

“Aaaahhhhh!”

On the hillside path leading from the village to Sophies’ residence, one of the watchers was screaming.

“Grrrrr—”

A large wild dog rammed its body into the watcher, and the man’s body tumbled across the ground.
Wild dogs surrounded him from all sides.

“Y-you—Princess Sophies!”

He was no ordinary watcher. He was the leader commanding the watchers, and when something went wrong in the village, he had immediately rushed out to verify Sophies’ whereabouts.

Snicker.

Choi Han turned his gaze toward the sound of laughter. The corners of Sophies’ mouth curved upward like a painting.

“D-do you really think you’ll survive this? His Majesty the King will have you—”

The watcher cried out, but his voice could not continue to the end.

“D-don’t come any closer!”

Numerous dogs approached him. Not only were there many of them, but they all looked ferocious, and the watcher felt fear. The savage gleam in the dogs’ eyes suggested they could turn him into prey at any moment.
He frantically swung the sword in his hand.

“If you come any closer, I won’t hold back, ugh!”

Then, one puppy bit his hand, and immediately another puppy grabbed the hilt of the sword that had slipped from the man’s grasp and ran off with it.

A total of four puppies gathered around Sophies.
Sophies opened her mouth as she looked at the sword the puppy had brought.

“Discard the trash.”

Clang!
The sword fell to the ground as four puppies stood upon the magic circle.
At the same time, Boosuli descended from Kale’s arms to the floor.

“Auuuuuu–”

And it howled.

Auuu-
Kraaaa- Aaaa-
Auu-uuu-

Simultaneously, from all directions, from across the entire Molden Mountain Range, the howls of dogs echoed. Watching this spectacle, Kale turned his gaze toward Sophies and opened his mouth.

“Before heading to the Capital, we plan to stop by another location for a brief moment first.”
“The Northern Region?”

Kale nodded instead of answering, and Sophies entrusted herself to the teleportation magic circle. Though the Mage was not visible, since everyone except her had committed themselves to the circle, Sophies followed without complaint.

-Human, we depart!

Kale heard Raon’s voice in his mind, and soon the magic circle began to glow as the teleportation unfolded.

* * *

Sophies felt herself being teleported, her eyes closed as she gripped her other arm wrapped in her robe with one hand.

‘How unsettling.’

Goosebumps had risen on her arm.

Sophies had felt goosebumps when she saw earthen walls rising up beyond the window of the house on the hill.

The time has come.
The moment to reclaim my freedom has arrived.
Or perhaps I will become even freer than before.
As I grasped this truth, my entire body trembled with exhilaration.

When the earthen walls enclosed the village and isolated it, when the watchers could no longer emerge.
And when I heard the sound of knocking on the worn door of my home.
I felt joy.

And now.

“We’ve arrived.”

The moment a chill far more piercing than anything in the Molden Kingdom seeped through the gaps in my robe, I finally felt myself leaving that hill behind and opened my eyes.

‘Hmm.’

And I swallowed the gasp threatening to burst forth.

A forest.
Before me stretched a mountain blanketed entirely in trees that soared as if piercing the very sky.
And the peak of that mountain was covered in pristine white snow.

This was the Northern Region.

“You arrived quickly.”

With the Mercenary King Bud’s flat tone, a fierce wind swept around us.
The Mercenary King and Gren stood alone at the base of this mountain.
Sophies could see Kale slowly raising his hand, which gripped a golden staff, his expression hardened.

“Where is it?”

With that single word from Kale, Sophies watched the forest tremble.

Wind rushed down from the mountain.
Simultaneously, leaves rustled and gleaming eyes flickered through the darkness.

Dozens, hundreds of pairs of eyes revealed themselves from within the forest’s darkness.

‘…An Elf.’

And those beings were Elves.
Sophies felt goosebumps rise across her skin once more. Among those who had traveled with Kale, there were already several Elves and Dark Elves. Furthermore, she knew that those who had turned the village below the hill upside down were also Elves.

When Kale had mentioned before that he would be fighting alongside Elves and Dark Elves, Sophies had assumed there would be quite a few.
However, there was a limit to how many “quite a few” could mean.

‘So many Elves and Dark Elves gathered in one place.’

But their numbers exceeded her expectations.

“…I never imagined you’d be able to gather such a massive force.”

Bud felt the same way.
He gazed at Kale with complicated emotions, though he seemed to have regained some composure compared to before, and asked in jest.

“I thought you’d brought every single Elf from the Eastern Continent.”
“That’s exactly what I did.”
“…What?”

Kale lowered the hand holding the spinning top and answered Bud’s question.

“With a few exceptions, most of the combat Elves from both the Eastern and Western Continents will be gathering in the Northern Region. The elite warriors among them are coming here to assist with the search.”

He turned his head.

“Soros, where are you?”

One Elf descended from a tree and landed before Kale.

“It is an honor to meet you, Proxy.”

To be precise, he was the Proxy of the World Tree, but he omitted that title when addressing Kale because of the other humans present.

“Just call me Commander.”
“Understood.”

Soros. He was the greatest warrior of the World Tree Elf Village where Adite resided.
However, his age had now exceeded seventy in human years, and so he had already relinquished his position as the greatest warrior to another.

Yet in this battle, he remained capable of combat as an Elf, and as a Western Continent Elf with the most experience exchanging with Eastern Continent Elves, he was enlisted as a warrior.

“I’m entrusting you with the reconnaissance.”
“Rest assured, Commander.”

Soros had been appointed overall commander of the East-West Continent Elf reconnaissance unit for the Northern Eastern Continent Mountain Range.
And Kale had not entrusted the reconnaissance to Soros alone.

‘Don’t worry!’
‘Chaos, Destruction, Despair. I should be going with you.’
‘You’re out! Kale, I’ll do great!’

Kale had also entrusted this task to the most intelligent of the three spirits that followed him.

“…Do I really not have to go to the Capital?”

Bud bit his lip as he asked Kale.

“That’s enough. You’ve already provided support, haven’t you?”
“…Even so, it’s only about a hundred people.”

Despite being busy and chaotic, Bud had provided about a hundred mercenaries that met the conditions Kale had specified.

“That’s enough. That’s sufficient.”

Kale believed that Bud had already done his maximum simply by being so considerate. If anything, he was grateful for the help during such a hectic time.
Instead, he extended his hand to Bud.

“I’ll come right back once I’ve handled the Royal Palace matters.”
“…Alright.”

Bud grasped Kale’s hand, and the two exchanged a brief handshake. At the same time, Kale gave a meaningful glance to Soros.
Soros whistled.

“Whiiiii—-”

Whoosh—
The trees scattered, and the Elves vanished.
A magic circle unfurled beneath Kale’s feet.

“Commander.”
“What is it?”

Sophies looked at Kale, her lips parting as she spoke.

“To assault the Molden Royal Palace, we’ll need substantial forces.”
“Don’t worry.”

This teleportation was now directed toward the Capital.

“There are more Elves, Dark Elves, and allies on our side in this world than your imagination could conjure.”
“Ha!”

Sophies burst into laughter.

“It seems I’ve truly grasped the hand of someone even more formidable than the Demonic Realm itself.”

And once more, teleportation was enacted.

* * *

In a forest near the Molden Capital’s City Wall, Kale extended his hand toward Sophies.

“Take these.”

Two maps fell into Kale’s grasp.
One was a map of the Molden Royal Palace.
Sophies pointed to the other.

“There was once a time when I considered a plan—to maintain the roads of Molden and perhaps improve the Capital’s roads as well. Of course, it was merely my own thought.”

It was a densely detailed yet extraordinarily comprehensive map.

“This is a map showing every street in the Molden Capital. Both above ground and below. It’s from before my deposition, so most of it should remain unchanged.”

Of course, the path might have changed in places.
But it didn’t matter.

“And my friends will discover the altered map for us.”

She pointed toward the Capital as she spoke.

“Go now.”
“Woof, woof!”

Five puppies barked softly.
She continued, addressing the puppies.

“And gather every dog in the Capital.”

For a moment, Boosuli seemed to smile.
Then sharp fangs flashed and disappeared.
At the same time, the other four puppies besides Boosuli began scattering in different directions.

And when night passed and the sun began to rise over Ranche, the Capital of Molden Kingdom.

“…Our Chubby, why are you like this?”
“Whimper, whine.”

Everyone living in the Capital was experiencing a morning that was similar yet subtly different from usual.

“Woody, you need to eat breakfast, don’t you?”
“Woof!”

A person who had woken in the morning to feed their dog.

“Hm? Something’s strange?”

People heading out early to open their shops.

“Wow!”

And children who had woken early and come outside to play.
All of them were experiencing a morning that was subtly different from usual.

“Did our Boosuli bring a friend along? The friend’s fur is quite fluffy, isn’t it?”
“Tree, why are you so excited today?”
“Wait, were there really this many dogs in the plaza?”
“Wow! Puppies! There are so many puppies!”

Throughout Ranche, the capital of Molden Kingdom, dogs wagged their tails and greeted the people passing by.
And there was a carriage passing through the City Gate.

“My, I never expected to expand into Molden Kingdom!”
“Is it good?”
“Of course!”

Bilos, the merchant with plump cheeks.
The illegitimate son of the Flynn Merchant Guild of the Western Continent and soon to be the next successor.
For the first time in a long while, he was leading a carriage at the front, passing through the City Gate of Ranche. Behind him, a procession of carriages marked with the hastily assembled “Fillin” Merchant Guild emblem—created with the help of the Mercenary King and manipulated by Bilos—followed in a line.

“Not Flynn but Fillin! Hehehehe, I think we could even expand into the Eastern Continent as the Fillin Merchant Guild like this, no? But Master.”

Bilos asked the person beside him subtly.

“We weren’t discovered, were we?”

Bilos could see Ron smiling benevolently.

“They’ve been hiding for fifteen years, after all.”

But his eyes were cold.
Inside the carriages, supposedly carrying grain and other crops, were filled with members of the Molan Family.
Assassins who had been hiding to evade the gaze of the Dark throughout the entire Eastern Continent had now found their way back under the Molan Family, which had spread its wings once more.
Some alone, and now some with their families.

Having hidden to escape the Dark, all of these individuals possessed exceptional skills in disguise and concealment as they entered the capital of Molden Kingdom.

“Father.”
“I know.”

He answered with a benevolent face to Vicross’s serious gaze.

“Since this is our first mission, we must do it well.”

From this moment on, the Molan Family would undertake their first task in the light of day.
Bilos turned his gaze toward Ron and Vicross before speaking.

“Kale Heniatus must already be heading to the Royal Palace, correct?”
“Most likely.”

The moment Vicross stepped through the City Gate of Ranche, his eyes fixed upon the Royal Palace visible at the center of the city.
He recalled Kale’s instructions.

‘A sudden disturbance will erupt at the Royal Palace. When it does, the Molan Family will infiltrate.’

Vicross wore the garb of a Royal Palace chef, while Ron was dressed as a Molden Royal Palace servant, and every member of the Molan Family was outfitted in the uniforms of various Molden Royal Palace staff.
All members of the Molan Family were dressed as various employees of the Molden Royal Palace.

‘That would be me.’
That’s it.

Kale Heniatus smiled and spoke.

“Me. I’ll do it. And besides me, there are plenty of capable guys around me who could pull it off if they set their minds to it, right?”

At that very moment, Kale spoke as he made his way toward the Royal Palace.
At that moment, Kale Heniatus headed toward the Royal Palace and spoke.

This is damn hard.

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