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.

charged once more toward the large Black Dragon that was looking down at

was not scared. He was just afraid that he would be

world that

“Ugh, motherfucker!”

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

going nuts after seeing all of the red blood that he

Baaaaang!

water spear and the silver shield

shield was fine

the water spear that was aiming

Chhhhhhhh.

after slamming into the shield, however, it quickly returned its form and shot

Bang! Bang! Bang!

continued to slam into each other as if

blood away from his mouth as he

body's plate had reached its

that were incomparable to the wooziness he felt when he was using the Sound

he could not use the Indestructible Shield nor the Scary Giant

the glutton and the stubborn Super

Destruction had told him, however, the opportunity to fully use

Cale’s eyes were calmly looking at the lake and

‘One chance.’

Super Rock

One chance.

himself as he blocked the water spear

Baaaaaang!

once again. The ancient

The Water of Judgment.

cold

from the water spear. It was a power that seemed ready to

‘Something is weird.’

Something truly was weird.

Eruhaben knew about were all lacking

the ancient powers that this unlucky Cale Henituse had in his possession were as strong as, if not stronger, than most strong

“…This.”

Eruhaben started to frown.

feel Cale Henituse’s rumbling insides. His

be an

Cale Henituse’s current condition was not at his best to be able

Can he win?

possible with

this

was something that

is difficult using standard

Eruhaben’s eyes opened

Ooooooo-

lake rumbled once

Dragon touched his

getting

heard Cale’s voice at that

They're all crazy,

hold back

Chhhhhhhhh-

coming up from

made

from the bottom of the lake, as if they were ready to shackle the hands and feet

He felt frustrated.

They were quiet.

of the ancient powers were all being

ancient powers all went quiet whenever he was trying to

Chhhhhh- chhhhhhhhh-

as they stuck to the water spear.

being the Water of Judgment, it uses some

when Cale subconsciously voiced

It’s not me.

voice

clear voice that seemed to be

the

sure

heard the voice of the owner of the ancient power whenever

No, this isn’t me!

“Ugh.”

ears. The calm voice

Chhhhhh- chhhhh!

the chains and the spear combined together in order to become an extremely large spear. Furthermore, the surface of the

is not me! I, I am not a

‘Not a judge?’

Cale’s gaze quickly changed.

I, I am!

I am! I…!

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

“Then who are you?”

you are not the Water of Judgment, then who

calls you the Water of

was at

heard a

does

Screeeech- screeech-

noise made Cale

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

this

down by

I am chained.

of the ancient power

chained by a god using shackles called responsibility and duty. She had to be repressed by an identity that she was

born, and then that god gave her a name as soon as

away to the corner of the Eastern continent, however,