Trash of the Count's Family Vol 2. Chapter 421: Facing and Protecting (8)
The Demon Realm.
East, west, south, and north.
The residents of the Demon Realm, divided into four regions by the gorge, gathered at the center and looked down below it.
Wariness.
Curiosity.
Questions.
Their gazes were mixed with all kinds of emotions.
They were scouts sent by the leadership of each faction.
They watched ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) the outsiders who had turned their territory into a battlefield notice them.
And the moment they saw Rosalyn look up at them and smile—
“They’re on our side.”
From the jungle side.
At the words spoken by a Dark Elf, everyone’s gaze turned there for a moment.
“......”
“......”
“......”
The scouts said nothing.
They only nodded.
Because they could not ignore the other side outright.
Among those who had come as Dark Elf scouts, the one who had just spoken was not a scout.
The Witch’s right hand.
The leader of the jungle Dark Elves, commonly called the Witch.
Her right hand was here.
He opened his mouth again.
“We have judged them to be enemies.”
His hand pointed toward the Order of the God of Chaos and the Wanderers.
“......”
“......”
“......”
The four factions of the Demon Realm did not share one will.
If anything, there were many times inside the Demon Realm when they kept their edges sharp as if they might stab each other at any moment.
Even so, they were all part of the same Demon Realm.
“......”
“......”
“......”
This was the way the Demon Realm lived.
Outside enemies were dealt with together.
Regardless of good and evil.
“Hah.”
Wanderer Cho let out an irritated sigh.
Because the eyes of the Demon Realm residents looking down at him were sharp, even though they were nothing but game NPCs.
Looking at them standing ready to attack at any moment, flames began to boil up around Cho.
“Cho.”
But his sister, Wanderer Ryeon, stopped him.
“......”
Her gaze remained fixed on the scouts, but her awareness spread beyond them to the residents of the entire Demon Realm.
A region where teleportation was impossible.
That also meant just how horrifying the countless difficulties would be if they turned the entire Demon Realm into an enemy.
“You’re just going to let them go?”
Cho was getting annoyed.
He could handle the bastards right in front of him well enough.
Because that redhead is unconscious.
As for that redhead, honestly, Cho did not even want to imagine it.
He could not see that bastard’s limit.
He stood against the God of Chaos, didn’t he?
Even if it had only been an eye, a single gaze, this was the first time he had ever seen someone curse a god to its face.
Lunatic.
You did not mess with lunatics.
“There’s also a dragon.”
At that, Cho noticed where his sister’s gaze had landed.
Ah.
Another being that had stood against the God of Chaos.
The young black dragon.
“And I can feel individuality from them.”
Choi Han.
The Heavenly Demon.
Ryeon’s gaze sank as it turned toward the two of them.
“There are too many enemies.”
“Sis, even so—”
Cho tried to say something, but Ryeon cut him off again.
Wooooo—
Rosalyn activated the magic circle.
There was no reason to let this opening slip away.
“......”
“......”
Cale’s group and the Wanderers looked at each other in silence.
But Cale’s group stepped onto Rosalyn’s magic circle.
The Wanderers only watched.
“W-we too!”
Mad Attention Whore and his friend came hurrying over in a panic as well.
“......”
And the saintess’s group, who quietly joined them.
Once everyone had climbed onto the magic circle, and only Eruhaben and Raon were still guarding against the Wanderers—
Wooooo—
Rosalyn’s magic activated.
The group’s bodies quickly rose above the gorge, escaping the precipice and heading toward where the Dark Elves were.
“Sis!”
“......”
Up until that moment, Ryeon had kept restraining Cho and had only watched them move farther away.
Even while Eruhaben and Raon were also retreating through flight magic, Ryeon simply remained still.
“...Cho.”
“What! Ah, this is pissing me off!”
Only when they had risen above the gorge and were about to disappear together with the Dark Elves did she finally speak.
“Transcendent.”
“...Huh?”
At that moment, Cho’s body froze.
He asked blankly,
“Transcendent...? Why are you bringing that up......?”
“What do you think that red-haired man is?”
“Ryeon, don’t tell me you think that man is a Transcendent?”
Shock filled Cho’s eyes.
But reflected in his pupils was his sister Ryeon’s calm face.
“Don’t the head of the family and that man look similar?”
“!”
At that question, Cho could not say a word.
Three Wanderers of the Five Colored Blood family possessed Five-Colored-grade individuality.
They were called the Third Emperor, but the head of the family was on a different level from the other two Wanderers.
“Transcendent.”
Ryeon murmured the word quietly.
“A being that is not a god, yet is like a god.”
The divine realm, the Demon Realm, the heavenly realm, the earthly realm.
A being that stood outside all of them.
“A being not swayed by the constraints of any name.”
One who, by existing as oneself, had transcended every constraint.
“There’s no way that redhead is a Transcendent!”
At Cho’s words, Ryeon nodded.
“Right. And the head of the family isn’t a Transcendent yet either.”
“Mm.”
Cho let out a low sound.
“Cho. If that red-haired man wakes up while we’re fighting, can you handle it?”
“Why? What! What’s wrong with me!”
“Really?”
“......”
Cho avoided answering.
Instead, he said something else.
“But we still shouldn’t have let those bastards go. What are we supposed to say when the Third Emperor arrives?”
“No. It’s fine.”
Ryeon was clever in her own way.
Seeing the Heavenly Demon’s dark red clouds and the power Cale’s group had gradually revealed, she put the pieces together.
“We walked into a trap.”
“Huh?”
Coming here to find the Order of the God of Chaos and attack them.
She realized all of it had been a trap.
And.
“That red-haired man’s group. I think I know who they are.”
“What? Really?”
Wanderers Ryeon and Cho.
When the brother and sister truly joined forces and fought, they could produce Five-Colored-grade power, so even though their individuality was Transparent-grade, the family treasured them greatly.
But that was not the only reason.
There was a reason the leadership of the other families, including the Third Emperor, trusted Wanderer Ryeon.
“You remember the ‘White Star’ project, right?”
“What’s that?”
At Cho’s brazen question, Ryeon let out a sigh.
Then she muttered,
“It’s them.”
The White Star project.
The very people who had caused it to fail.
Recalling a document she had once seen, Ryeon murmured,
“...Cale Henituse.”
So he had come all the way here.
“Let’s go back to the family.”
“Huh? Without waiting for the Third Emperor?”
“This isn’t the time for that. We need to tell the Third Emperor to come straight back to the family too.”
Ryeon’s sharp mind reached an answer.
“We need to clear away the things getting in the way.”
Cale Henituse.
That force needed to be eliminated quickly.
“Then shouldn’t we just follow those Dark Elves right now and kill them all?”
At Cho’s words, Ryeon answered with a smile.
“How they’re removed isn’t for us to decide. The head of the family will decide that.”
Ryeon was clever, so she did not cross the line.
Especially with someone there who seems close to the same transcendent realm as the head of the family. If the two of us face him, we’ll be in danger.
Ryeon absolutely did not want to die.
No, even if it meant her own death, she did not want to see Cho die.
“The head of the family will take care of it.”
“Hah. Fine.”
Cho nodded.
In truth, all the excitement had already drained out of him as well.
And when he imagined the possibility of fighting that man who had stood against the God of Chaos, he was scared.
Ryeon might get hurt.
He did not want to see his sister get hurt.
In truth, although the two of them together possessed Five-Colored-grade power, there was only one reason they still remained Transparent-grade.
They valued each other’s lives too much.
Cho and Ryeon did not know that the leadership thought that way.
Nor did they have any reason to know.
“Then what about them?”
Cho’s gaze turned toward the believers of the Order of the God of Chaos.
Their faces were blank.
“Well. The God of Chaos betraying us is true either way.”
Ryeon tilted her head slightly and moved her hand.
Crack!
“Kuhk!”
The body of the surviving bishop froze.
Snap!
The moment Ryeon’s two fingers struck together—
Shatter!
The bishop’s frozen body shattered into pieces.
“......!”
“!!”
The other believers were terrified, but Ryeon looked at them indifferently.
“If we leave them like this, it seems the others will deal with them on their own.”
Her gaze turned toward the residents of the Demon Realm who were still there.
“Let’s go.”
Cho had many questions he wanted to ask, but in the end, he moved after Ryeon.
His clever sister would take care of everything on her own.
“......”
“......”
The residents of the Demon Realm quietly watched the two of them grow distant.
Because they were leaving the Demon Realm on their own.
Instead, their gazes turned downward.
“Aah—”
“Ugh......!”
The believers of the Order of the God of Chaos groaned.
The dark moon.
The night before the sun had risen.
The residents of the Demon Realm began climbing down the precipice, down the cliff.
With everything laid bare, the precipice was no longer the Death Precipice.
Whooooo—
A wind blew from somewhere, and the leaves of the gray forest swayed.
*****
“Hmm.”
Cale looked quietly at the dark screen of the recording orb and opened his mouth.
“So the recording cut off after we followed the Dark Elves into the jungle.”
“Yeah. They didn’t want their route exposed.”
Hmm.
Cale crossed his arms.
“I think it all got exposed anyway.”
“That’s right. The Five Colored Blood family, and the world too, will be aware of us now.”
Hmm.
Cale thought it over.
“This isn’t the time for all-out war.”
Cale’s side still had many shortcomings if they were going to step out to the front.
Especially after grasping the level of Wanderers Cho and Ryeon, Cale had realized that fighting the Five Colored Blood family would not be easy.
“And it’ll be a problem if all our allies get exposed too.”
The Third Evil and the Seven Evils, and the Lan Kingdom and the Eastern Empire.
It would be a problem if they were exposed.
More than anything else, the system.
The system must not be exposed.
“They can’t find out that we’re involved in the Third District either.”
The fight between President Anlomann and Transparent Co. taking place in the Third District.
It would be a problem if anyone found out that Cale’s group was behind it.
“They’ll be tearing the place apart looking for us soon.”
“They might even come here.”
“Right.”
He had been told this was where the Dark Elves lived.
Looking around the simple but neat wooden room, Cale spoke.
“We need to throw them into confusion.”
“With what?”
At Eruhaben’s question, Cale answered.
“In any case, sooner or later, we have to go to the Demon Realm.”
To save Choi Jung Gun.
“Ah.”
Eruhaben nodded.
“Then we can pretend we fled to the Demon Realm.”
“Yes. We’ll deliberately show our faces in the Demon Realm.”
They would throw the enemy into confusion.
Meanwhile, their allied forces could stay tightly hidden and bring in more forces until they created a situation where they could deal with the Five Colored Blood family.
“......”
Cale’s hand moved toward the other recording orbs.
A grin.
The corner of his mouth curled up.
“Human, why are you smiling like that? You used to smile like that when you were with the Crown Prince too! I wish the Crown Prince would wake up soon! Then I’d give him cookies!”
Ignoring Raon’s words, Cale said,
“This may be for the best.”
If the enemy had seen what they looked like,
then it was better for the whole world to see them.
“Hey. System.”
Cale looked into empty air and spoke.
“Not now. Later, can I make one main quest?”
The system did not answer, but Cale spoke calmly.
“Let’s pull the users in properly.”
The system remained quiet, but it was definitely listening.
“We can deal with the Transparent Blood outside the game, in the Third District.”
One remained.
“Let’s make the Five Colored Blood fight alone in the game.”
There was no reason it could not be done.
Of course, to gather that many people, they would end up being exposed to the Transparent Blood family that ran the game.
By then, I can deal with the Transparent Blood family.
When he spread a quest openly telling hundreds of millions of game users to fight the Five Colored Blood.
At that point, he just had to deal with the Transparent Blood family.
Then neither the Five Colored Blood nor the Transparent Blood would be able to respond at all.
Bzzzt—
A tiny red dot appeared in front of Cale, warping space, then vanished.
As expected, the system was listening.
Now that he had finished organizing his thoughts, Cale spoke again.
“The quest’s name is—”
After thinking for a moment, Cale gave a short laugh and said,
“[The Birth of a Hero.]”
Raising My Precious Absolute God.
The unprecedented main quest that the users of that game had said they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
The Birth of a Hero.
Its beginning came from Cale’s mouth now.
*****
The next day.
“Uh... mm......”
Cale raised his head.
A sacred and beautiful space of pure white.
Brilliant sunlight poured through a hole in the ceiling, wrapping around Cale and Alberu.
“Oh, how can this be— as expected!”
“Ah, O Sun!”
Thud!
Filled with emotion, Sir Voltien dropped to both knees and offered up a prayer.
Tears streamed.
The saintess cried.
The Pope was already bawling.
“Ah, this warm light! Dazzling enough to blind the eyes, and yet still the gentle touch that alone offers warmth against the cold! Ah, Sun more radiant, beautiful, and wondrous than anything else in the world! Sun, O Suuun!”
He was practically wailing.
And the way this Pope talked was anything but ordinary.
“Hic.”
“Ahh—”
And behind those three, bishops were kneeling all around the circular space.
At the very center of that circular gathering.
In the place where the light poured down.
There, Cale sat quietly beside Alberu, who was still unconscious.
How did this turn into this?
The pupils of Cale, who had only been thinking about beating down the Transparent Blood and the Five Colored Blood one after the other with overwhelming allied numbers, trembled.
Ding!
[Sub Quest: Obtain the skill ‘Purification of Chaos’!]
[Sub Quest: Change the divine relic’s attribute to ‘nothingness’!]
[You have met the conditions required to proceed with the two sub quests.]
“Ah, benevolent sunlight that calls to mind the touch of my mother stroking me when I had just been born eighty years ago— ah, I shall devote this body and cast everything toward this sun—!”
Listening to the Pope cry out in overwhelming emotion, Cale thought,
Ah, I’m tired.
He was already getting tired.
Twitch.
Hm?
At that moment, Cale, who had been sitting quietly on both knees, slowly looked to the side.
Twitch.
Alberu’s closed eyelid twitched.
Oh.
A grin spread across Cale’s lips.
That guy’s awake, but he’s not getting up right now.
Obviously, he was trying to figure out what this situation was first.
“Heh.”
At the laugh that slipped out of Cale without him realizing it, Alberu’s body trembled faintly.
Watching him, Cale recalled what had happened yesterday.