Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 644

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“No, this can’t be!”
“You madman! Do you think only we’ll die? We’ll all perish! Try if you dare!”

The people in gray priestly robes bared their fangs.
Their eyes fixed upon Raon and Kale Heniatus heading toward the Altar, and upon the golden lightning that could pierce through the Black Curtain and strike down at any moment.
Yet none of them could move easily.

“All who follow the demonic races curse you, Kale Heniatus—cough!”
“Curse that dragon, ugh!”
Crash! Bang!

Pink arrows embedded themselves before the priests spewing curses. Had they moved just one centimeter further, the arrows would have pierced their skulls.

“Thanks, Dodori!”
“This much is standard, junior dragon!”

I stood with my arms crossed, taking in the scene before me.

“…Ugh. Cough.”

Of course, I was still sitting on top of King Bakehe.

-Kale. Will you purify immediately once that young dragon destroys the sculpture?

I nodded at Jjangdol’s question.
I could have urged Raon to hurry, but I appeared calm. In truth, my mind was anything but calm.
I wanted to resolve everything as quickly as possible. Yet I could not rush.

“Please go back inside quickly!”
“Once you’re inside, I’ll bring you back out! The Prison door won’t be locked, so you see that lightning? If it hits you, it’ll be bad!”

The Ranger Unit members had stopped rescuing the hostages and were instead ushering them back into the Prison.

‘If the hostages are harmed by the Destructive Fire, that would be problematic.’

Though I was skilled at controlling the Destructive Fire, I couldn’t risk the hostages being injured by it if they moved outside the Prison and something went wrong.
Especially since many of them were in poor physical condition, requiring even greater caution.

And so Kale swallowed his anxiety behind an impassive facade.

-Kale. You seem quite anxious about something. Is there a reason?

The Ancient Powers sensed it as well.
Raon, who kept glancing backward, had noticed it too.

-Human! Is something urgent happening? It’s not like Ron is telling you to drink lemonade, so why do you have that expression?

Yet Kale answered only the Ancient Powers in his mind, ignoring Raon.

‘There are only four.’

Only four statues were in this place.
Then where were the remaining four?

Unable to contain his unease any longer, Kale blurted out a thought.

“…Not a single Dark Elf among them.”

The hostages who had cheered and rejoiced, believing him to be Prince Nar.
Those who stretched out their hands pleading for salvation.
The people of the Endable Kingdom who, despite their battered and exhausted bodies, refused to surrender their will to live.
Yet among them, not one Dark Elf was visible.
Of course, since Kale had only glimpsed them briefly, he waited for the Ranger Unit’s report.

“Commander!”

At that moment, the Ranger Unit members who had searched the lowest levels of the Prison rushed toward Kale with urgent voices.

“There are no Dark Elves at all! The lower prisons are completely empty!”
“Half of the Prison is vacant!”

The Dark Elves of the Endable Kingdom—those meant to serve as sacrifices—were nowhere to be found in this place.

“Damn it.”

Kale realized his suspicions had been correct. He opened his mouth at once.

“Hurry! Pick up the pace!”

At his command, the Ranger Unit members hastened to evacuate the Vampires they were rescuing deeper into the Prison.
That process ended quickly, but for me, it was only the beginning.

“Cough!”

I rose to my feet and seized King Bakehe by the hair.

“Hey. Where are those four statues?”
“Ugh, ugh!”

As King Bakehe desperately shook his head, I gripped his hair even tighter.
My expressionless face delivered the question coldly, a stark contrast to the urgency surrounding us, and that contrast terrified Bakehe.
That crimson lightning might just consume him.

“Then tell me something else. Where did the Dark Elves go?”
“U, ugh.”

Bakehe hesitated at the question.
I watched him silently, then began dragging him along. The direction was toward the Altar. At this wordless action, Bakehe felt as though he too might shatter like a statue.
That was when it happened.

“You’re heavy.”

I muttered casually, looking down at him.

“Dragging you is quite burdensome. Should I reduce your weight a bit?”

King Bakehe’s complexion turned ashen.

‘Weight? What weight?’

He looked down at his own body. With his sword already taken and nothing but his clothes remaining, the heaviest thing about him was his physical form itself. The method of reducing that weight was too horrifying even to imagine.
Especially for a swordsman whose body was everything.

He met my gaze.

“Ugh, ugh, uuugh!”

In that instant, King Bakehe thrashed about desperately, his entire being consumed by the urge to speak.

‘It’s real.’

This bastard truly found my body burdensome to drag. If that were the case, he might actually do as I say!

‘Please!’

Please, just let me speak!
King Bakehe writhed frantically, and Kale Heniatus released his grip on the creature’s mouth.

“Speak.”
“Sayehr!”

The moment the name of Bear King Sayehr left his lips, a flicker of interest crossed Kale Heniatus’s eyes.

“Sayehr took all the Dark Elves back to the Endable Kingdom days ago! After Duke Fredo discovered us, he said we needed to split locations, and, and, he didn’t even move the statue he was trying to bring—he moved the Dark Elves back instead! He said he had to change the summoning schedule! It’s true! Please believe me! Cough!”

Kale Heniatus released his grip, and King Bakehe was cast aside. Yet Kale Heniatus spared him not a single glance.
Tension settled across his face.

Duke Fredo had certainly said two summonings would take place.

One was a summoning for the Sealed God.
The other was to bring an unranked monster into this world.

‘So he’s splitting that unranked monster summoning into two separate occasions?’

Kale Heniatus moved swiftly toward the Altar.

“Raon!”

Half in the Endable Kingdom.
And half at Nexus Mountain in the Sezes Kingdom.
The unranked monster’s summoning locations had been divided.

“Human, what is it? Your expression is quite urgent!”
“The ground!”

Kale pointed to the floor of the Altar.

“Destroy the floor!”
“We can’t!”
“Throw your bodies at it if you must!”
“We must make a sacrifice! This must be stopped!”

The moment he pointed to the floor, the Priests rushed toward the Altar with screams. It was an action as if they couldn’t even see Dodori’s arrows, but there was someone faster than that.

“Huh? Got it, human!”

Crack, crack!
The instant Raon’s black mana shattered the floor of the Altar, something black became visible through the cracks.

“Huh? Huh!”

Raon’s eyes widened.

“What is that?”

Dodori was equally stunned.
As the floor broke apart, black patterns emerged.

“This is strange. It looks like a magic circle, but it’s different from anything I know.”
“Dodori, this… this seems to have dark magic mixed into it!”
“What?”

A dark magic circle hidden beneath the floor.

“I… I didn’t know! Human, I couldn’t sense any mana power, so I didn’t know this magic circle was here!”

No matter what magic it was, a magic circle without mana was nothing more than a drawing or a peculiar pattern. A magic circle could only function when there was mana to activate it.

And in this place, there existed vast dead mana to activate the dark magic circle.
Moreover, it possessed tremendous power through its transformation.

“Human! This… this looks like a teleportation circle!”

And the moment Raon uttered those words, Kale immediately posed a question. His tone was calm, as if he had expected this.

“Find out where the coordinates are set to.”
“Huh? Coordinates? Since it’s dark magic, it will take a while—”

Despite my calm tone, I couldn’t afford to wait for Raon to finish speaking.
I uttered a single word.

“Pursulsi.”
“What?”
“Check if the coordinates are set to Pursulsi.”

Where would one send a monster beyond classification when summoning it?
The location was likely to be Pursulsi.

And according to the information I originally possessed, all the sacrifices necessary for the summoning should be here.
But half of them are in Endable with the statues.

‘Dorf must have certainly told Sayehr that this place was attacked.’

Bear King Sayehr was surely preparing the summoning with the four remaining statues and the Dark Elves in the Endable Kingdom.

‘Now that Sayehr knows of the attack—’

My lips parted.

“…He might proceed with the summoning.”

With a teleportation dark magic circle hidden beneath the altar floor like this.
And those coordinates pointing to Pursulsi in the Roan Kingdom.
To summon the Sealed God, to destroy the foundation of Kale Heniatus, the most troublesome enemy.

‘I have to hurry.’

From the moment the Dark Elves were absent from this place, I realized time was running out.

“Commander! Everyone has evacuated! We’ve also escaped!”
“Human, should I check the coordinates?”

The voices of my comrades.

“Die!”
“Attacking that bastard is futile! Destroy the glass barrier!”
“Demon Lord!”

The enemies’ cries echoed around me.
I opened my mouth amid all that noise.

“Raon.”
“Huh? I’m still figuring out the coordinates!”
“There’s no need anymore. Fall back and prepare a teleportation circle. When I give the signal, we leave immediately.”
“What? The statue—?”
“The teleportation destination is the Endable Kingdom. And I’ll handle the statue myself.”

And then.

“Send a Level 1 alert to the Crown Prince and all our allies. Tell them to station forces in Pursulsi.”

I summoned a violent wind.

“Ahhhhh!”
“No!”

Everyone except Raon and me was hurled outside the altar by the sudden whirlwind.

And finally, the cry that had been suffocating in the sky burst forth.
Rumble—rumble—
At that ominous sound, all eyes turned skyward.

The citizens of Sezes Kingdom.
The Vampires and Ranger Unit members who had taken shelter in the prison.
Our forces and the enemy clashing on the mountainside.
Everyone witnessed the Black Curtain shatter.

And the entire world turned crimson.

There was no sound.
Whether for an instant or an eternity, the red light consumed their vision and overwhelmed every other sense.
And in the moment they perceived that instant.

Kwaaaaaaa–
Only then did a deafening roar shake Nexus Mountain, piercing through the very ears of those who heard it.
Those outside witnessed a golden lightning bolt piercing through the peak of Nexus Mountain.

And those within the crater at the mountain’s summit could not tear their eyes from the wondrous spectacle.
A beautiful crimson light that, even knowing it would destroy them upon contact, they could only watch in awe.

Kwaaang–!
The lightning bolts pierced through exactly four glass tubes. And the fire consumed what lay within them.
Purifying as it advanced.
Yet what was happening remained unclear to the others.

Kwang! Crash! Kwang!
The relentless surge of golden lightning made it impossible to discern what was truly occurring.
The Priests fell into panic at the sight.

“No! The dead mana we’ve gathered–!”
“We must reach the center!”
“Kale Heniatus—!”

Yet there was nothing they could do.
Though they wished to inflict even the slightest wound upon Kale Heniatus, who had conjured this Destructive Fire, they could not reach him.

Kwaaang! Kwang!

At the center of this space.
The Altar where the statue stood.
Golden lightning bolts struck down and surged upward around the Altar, creating an isolated space cut off from all directions.
Within that isolated space were only Kale and Raon.
Raon spoke in a trembling voice.

“H-human!”

Raon swallowed hard, and Kale’s expression was grim.
Uuuuung-
Having expended much of the Destructive Fire, my pale complexion turned toward an object I had just retrieved from my subspace pouch.
A badge hastily torn from the first garment I could grasp—a badge bearing the Roan insignia that had adorned a commander’s uniform.
The badge was vibrating violently.
Raon cried out with gleaming eyes.

“Human, have you finally turned traitor?”

The four statues that should have remained on the Altar had vanished without a trace.
The corrupted dead mana seeping from the coffins connected to those statues touched the golden lightning and crumbled to ash.

Whirrrrr—
The aura enveloping my body faded and soon disappeared entirely.
I clenched the badge tightly, and under the force of my grip, it fell silent.

The power Lee Soo-hyuk had given me—Embrace.
I had now used that power for the third time.
The statues that the White Star and his subordinates had so desperately prepared now lay beneath my dominion.

“Yeah. I’ll strip the remaining statues too.”

If I were my original self, I would have eliminated every seed of unnecessary future trouble without hesitation.

“But letting this slide doesn’t sit right with me.”

I felt the need to strike harder, to deliver one more crushing blow to ease my frustration.
The four statues now lay eternally under my dominion, and I wondered if there wasn’t something I could do with them.
Of course, I didn’t know the method yet.
There might not even be one.

‘Then I’ll just destroy them.’

Now that they had fallen under my Embrace, no one but me could extract them or destroy them.

“Raon.”
“Got it!”

Whoooosh—
Magic enveloped Raon and me.

“Tell the others to finish the cleanup and come back.”
“Understood, human!”

The teleportation magic began to activate.

Boom! Boom!
Even as the golden lightning continued to descend, those flames would reduce everything to ash once all had been purified.

Later, witnesses would speak of the Black Curtain that engulfed Nexus Mountain and the brilliant golden lightning that pierced through it as the prelude to the greatest war since ancient times—the first step of a sublime sacrifice.
And for those who would be recorded as heroes in the ages to come, it was the beginning of their final battle to reach peace.

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