Trash of the Count’s Family

t Alliance that controlled the day-time aspects of Leeb-An City took turns placing a new mayor.

Each mayors term was 4 years long, and an election was coming up soon.

Of course, the mercenaries and merchants had made it so that there was only one candidate up until now.

The current mayor was from the Mercenaries Guild.

“Arm was being even more careful because the mayor is from the Mercenaries Guild.”

“But it failed thanks to us.”

Ron nodded his head at his puppy young master-nim who answered while smiling.

“Young master-nim.”

“Yes.”

“You plan on revealing Mostues cozy relationship with the Mercenaries Guild during this election, right?”

‘What a smart old man.

Cale did not respond.

“Then you should be able to take care of Arm, Mostue, the Mercenaries Guild, and all of the forces dealing with the underworld of Leeb-An City all at once. Am I right, young master-nim?”

Cale didnt respond again, however, Ron knew enough about Cale to know what this silence meant.

However, Ron didn ’t know everything about Cale just yet. Cale handed the business opening documents to Ron.

“Here.”

“Shall I go report it for you?”

They had filled out the documents from the City Hall in advance and had to just go turn it in today.

Ron had naturally taken care of everything and handed it to Cale, who filled in the empty spots.

“Yes. Ron, you need to do it.”

“I do?”

“Yeah, and theres a part you need to fill out as well.”

Ron watched Cale avoiding his gaze and opened the envelope and took the document out.

< Hope and Adventure Loving Inn >

The inns name was correct, the address was correct, and even the inn size and number of employees was correct.

However, one thing had changed.

“…Young master-nim.”

Ron called out to Cale, but Cale did not respond this time either. However, Ron could not look at the silent Cale.

His gaze was stuck at the box for the inn owners name.

That box was filled out as well.

< Ron Molan >

Ron ’s name was listed on there. The other box that was empty was the box to sign that said everything listed was correct. That was what Ron needed to fill out.

Ron recalled what Cale had told him before. It was what Cale had said on the day they arrived at the Eastern continent as Cale pointed to Ron while talking to Mount Leebs former bandit leader.

‘You will be one of the underworlds rulers starting from today onward, and this is the person who will be your boss.

That was pretty much an order telling Ron to be the ruler of the underworld, and Ron happily accepted as he had not forgotten about his revenge.

Cale was providing the foundation for it to Ron, who had accepted that order.

“It ’s yours.”

Ron responded with a smile that was far from his usual benign smile.

He had returned to the Eastern continent after losing everything. Now he had a place to restart in that place.

Ron Molan. That was a name that even Arm would have forgotten about by now.

‘Its not like Arm has nothing better to do than to confirm a small inn owner ’s name in order to find me.

His puppy young master-nim probably handed him this document while knowing that that was the case.

Ron folded the document back up and held it in his hand. He then looked toward Cale who was looking at him and started to speak.

“Many of the Leeb-An City residents have issues with the Merchant Alliance and Mercenaries Guild taking turns being the mayor.”

Both the residents and the small business owners had issues with this practice.

The Merchant Alliance mainly accepted mid-sized merchant guilds that could do regional trades but did not accept small businesses into the fold.

“I will look for a worthy mayor candidate.”

Beating around the bush did not fit Cale or Ron ’s style. Cale preferred it like this as well.

“You take care of it.”

Ron had a bright benign smile on his face.

“…What the…?”

Cale was a bit scared. That extremely bright smile seemed vicious. Ron didnt care as he started to speak to his young master-nim who was still scared of him.

“I will do it properly as your servant, young master-nim.”

“….Uh, sure. You can take your time.”

Cale turned away from Rons even thicker smile. Ron gently asked this cute puppy young master of his.

“Will we make our move tonight?”

Ron could see Cale starting to smile. Cale ’s palms were getting itchy thinking about tonight.

Why?

They were planning on emptying all of the Mostue faction safes tonight.

Cale could see the six-years-old Dragon that was full of greed once night arrived.

“Human, take it!”

Cale received what Raon was offering him. He then asked Raon in shock.

“Why do we need a potato sack?”

“Money!”

Raon ’s firm response made Cale flinch.

However, the young Dragon was excited. He seemed very much like the Dragons that like shiny things.

“Human! The spatial pocket bag needs to be big in order to pack away all of the dirty money! I told Beacrox who was acting indifferent to give me this sack so I could put spatial dimension magic on it!”

Cale looked down at the simple potato sack. He was certain that Beacrox got annoyed by the children averaging nine-years-old and handed it to them.

Cale could see the excited children averaging nine-years-old in the corner room on the third floor of the inn.

“Looks like we can get some allowance again today!”

“He said that he will add it all up and give it to us later, but then we won ’t know how many gold coins it is.”

“I ’m going to fill my entire piggy bank!”

Raon approached Cale who was nonchalantly holding onto the potato sack and put it tightly in Cales arms as he continued to speak.

“It is an extremely large spatial dimension! Human, just trust me!”

Cale clenched onto the sack and calmly responded back.

“I trust you.”

He really meant it.

The children averaging nine-years-old were great and mighty.

“Hehe.”

Raon seemed excited as he spun in circles. He could hear the voice of the Fire of Destruction as well.

Precious potato sack … Precious bad guys away……money … Precious, rare, and most beautiful of all, is throwing money away…

The Fire of Destruction was completely crazy. This was Cales honest belief.

It was at that moment.

“Cale-nim.”

“…Choi Han.”

Cale received an item from Choi Han as well.

It was the robe with a red star on it, as well as a black mask. Choi Han had taken the initiative to pack the shabby,Real Arm, uniform.

‘…Choi Han, you actually enjoy this, dont you?

Thats what Cale wanted to ask, however, Choi Han looked serious. He looked like someone who was ready to move for peace and justice. Cale thought to himself once more that Choi Han really was a good person as he put the robe around himself.

Choi Han opened the third-floor window and started to speak.

”Cale-nim, I will escort you there. We will only charge forward.”

Cale was flabbergasted. All of them were too excited to stealthily escape through the inn window. However, Cale confidently responded back.

“Of course, charging forward looks cool.”

Cale gave the order.

“We will head to the Mercenaries Guild first.”

Arm and the Mercenaries Guild in Leeb-An City would be bitter enemies after tonight.

Those evil bastards who had their feet in the underworld would fight each other. Cale could not help but laugh.

“You are smiling like a villain.”

He ignored Ons comment.

This unexpected windfall of money was already floating in front of his eyes.

1. (PR: Knowing Beacrox, his life might really depend on it…)