Trash of the Count's Family

Baaaaang!

The spear clashed against the shield.

“Ugh.”

Cale grabbed his stomach.

He felt woozy.

It felt as if his insides would turn over.

It was different than the feeling he felt every so often when he used the Vitality of the Heart.

The glass plate that had become as weak as possible was causing Cale pain.

“Damn it.”

Red blood.

A drop of blood dripped from Cale's mouth to his chin and then onto the ground.

The color of that drop of blood was red.

It was different than the black dead blood that usually came out.

The fishy smell of blood started to fill the area around the lake that looked like a grey eye.

Squirm, squirm.

Beacrox saw it this time.

The Black Dragon's front paws were moving. The front paws were shaking and visibly moving, little by little.

The fishy smell of blood was making the young Black Dragon’s heart beat even faster.

Thump, thump.

He was sure that it was Cale's blood.

Raon wanted to hurry up and open his eyes in order to see what was going on. However, the young Dragon was looking at a different world right now.

The young Dragon had to move around in his dreams since his first growth phase started.

No, he needed to face a trial that imitated a dream. His instincts were telling him that he needed to pass this trial in order to fight alongside Cale, however, it was hard to overcome quickly.

Raon looked over his body.

Short front paws, short body, and tiny wings.

All of them were full of injuries.

He was fighting without resting, however, he could not use mana nor magic in this dream. A Dragon who had not gone through its first growth phase and could not use magic was extremely weak.

Raon looked down under his feet.

He had seen this ever since the dream-like trial had started. The young Dragon could see people grabbing onto his ankles.

Cale, On, and Hong, Goldie gramps, Choi Han, Rosalyn, Ron, Lock, Mary, Beacrox, etc.

Too many people were holding onto Raon’s ankles.

Raon had to fight with these people holding onto him.

He could see a Dragon in the sky when he looked up.

It was a large Dragon that was incomparable to his short self.

Although most adult Dragons were 20 meters in length, this large Dragon was close to 30 meters in length.

The Dragon was black in color while its eyes were dark blue.

Raon's instincts were telling him something.

‘That Dragon is me.

That Dragon is me as an adult.’

It was a Dragon that was flying alone freely in the sky without anybody holding onto its ankles.

‘I need to fight and win against that Dragon.’

His instincts as a Dragon were telling him that defeating his future self was the only way to overcome this trial. That was why Raon was fighting against this large Black Dragon.

However, he did not have a chance of victory.

He was too weak to win against a strong Dragon.

However, Raon could not just choose to give up even though he knew that this was the case.

It was because he could hear and smell what was going on in the real world.

“Fuck!”

He could hear his weak human's voice in the world outside of this trial.

It was the way he talked whenever he was frustrated or annoyed. Raon lowered his head. It was not the voice of the person grabbing onto his ankles in this trial, but the voice of his human in the real world.

The human had said that he only had 3 days.

‘This smell of blood is our human's smell.

I need to save him.’

Raon flew back up into the sky. It was sort of, no, extremely difficult to fly because of the people holding onto his ankles, however, he did not stop flapping his wings.

It was because he did not despise the people holding onto his ankles.

once more toward the large Black Dragon that

afraid that he would be too late

person who was dealing with things in the real world that Raon was desperate to

“Ugh, motherfucker!”

expression looked as terrible as possible as he coughed up blood and continued to swear. His insides were rumbling and felt as if

of the red blood that he was continuing to cough

Baaaaang!

the silver shield crashed together once

was a loud noise, the silver shield was

spear that

Chhhhhhhh.

after slamming into the shield,

Bang! Bang! Bang!

to slam into each other as if

from his mouth as he glared at the grey

had reached

that were incomparable to the wooziness he felt

Indestructible Shield nor the Scary Giant Cobblestone as

lost to the glutton and

Fire of Destruction had told him, however, the opportunity to fully use those

were calmly looking at the lake and

‘One chance.’

only use the Super Rock once with the

One chance.

himself as he blocked the water spear with the shield

Baaaaaang!

again. The ancient

The Water of Judgment.

cold

the water spear. It was a power that seemed ready

‘Something is weird.’

Something truly was weird.

powers that Eruhaben knew about were all lacking to be the

this unlucky Cale Henituse had in his possession were as strong as, if not stronger, than

“…This.”

Eruhaben started to frown.

could feel Cale Henituse’s rumbling insides. His plate was about

power was said to be an arrogant power that was almost like

not at his best

Can he win?

it even possible with

was difficult even for this wise

was something

is difficult using

Eruhaben’s eyes opened wide at

Ooooooo-

lake rumbled once

ancient Dragon touched

getting

heard Cale’s voice at that

They're

hold back

Chhhhhhhhh-

coming up from the bottom

chains made out of

to shackle the hands and feet of the sinner. A water spear and now

He felt frustrated.

They were quiet.

ancient powers were

about it, the other voices of the ancient powers all went quiet whenever he was trying to earn another

Chhhhhh- chhhhhhhhh-

water spear. They looked as

of Judgment, it uses some

when Cale

It’s not me.

was the voice of

seemed to be echoing inside a cave

the Water of

sure

always heard the voice of the owner of the ancient power whenever

No, this isn’t me!

“Ugh.”

hand up to his ears. The calm voice in his mind suddenly turned into a

Chhhhhh- chhhhh!

combined together in order to become an

is not me! I, I

‘Not a judge?’

Cale’s gaze quickly changed.

I, I am!

I am! I…!

all the ancient power kept saying. That voice was giving him a headache. That was why he

“Then who are you?”

Water

the Water of

at that

a

someone who does

Screeeech- screeech-

noise made Cale lift his head

water spear surrounded by chains was aiming at Cale. Just looking at it made

this

are chained down

I am chained.

could hear the owner of

She had to be repressed by an identity that she was not

chained the moment that she was born, and then that god gave her a name as soon as he found her. Then he gave her to the

them. I escaped and ran away to the corner