Trash of the Count's Family

Cale was certain that he made eye contact with the White Star.

He could not help but feel an odd sense of kinship at that moment.

‘He’s from the real Dragon Slayer family?’

Cale recalled what the ancient Dragon Eruhaben had said during their first meeting.

‘The Dragon Slayers existed long ago. They were a crazy bunch. They wouldn't cower to Dragon Fear and even had a power that was on par with it. Their powers were said to be passed on to the heir every generation.’

‘However, the last heir is said to have disappeared, ending the succession of power at that point.’

But those powers had appeared in front of Eruhaben once again.

Dragon Slayer, otherwise known as Dragon Catcher.

One of the powers associated with them was Cale's Dominating Aura.

There was also the sword of disasters that the Dragon Slayer Syrem, who was still barely alive in the Roan Kingdom’s underground prison, possessed.

Finally, there was the white crown in Cale's possession.

Cale had two of the three powers, while the final power was pretty much in Cale's grasp as well.

‘Is that why?’

This person was from the Dragon Slayer household who had possessed all of these powers in the past. Was that why Cale was feeling this sense of kinship with the White Star?

“Cale-nim!”

Cale could see Choi Han urgently pull him by the shoulder. Choi Han’s expression while evacuating the people who were no longer under Tower Master Bernard’s control was-

‘Vicious.’

It immediately brought Cale back to his senses.

“Is he the White Star?”

Cale slowly took a step to the side after seeing the vicious gaze that Choi Han had on his face that reminded him of when Choi Han had beaten Adin up before answering back.

“According to Eruhaben-nim, he is the White Star.”

“I see.”

Choi Han clenched his hand that was holding onto his sword. Cale’s expression turned odd watching this.

It was possible that Choi Han's final enemy in, ‘The Birth of a Hero,’ had appeared. Just who are you?

Of course, the problem was that the final boss continued to speak in Cale's mind. There was something that was an even bigger issue.

‘How does he expect me to respond to him?’

Cale started to frown.

‘Am I Eruhaben-nim or Raon? Do you think I can speak in people’s minds?

It's not like I can just randomly shout, ‘I am XYZ!’ in the middle of the battlefield!’

Cale looked back at the white mask that was looking at him from the distance and started to speak.

“Choi Han, head over there.”

“…Will things be okay here?”

Choi Han could see Cale pull up the sleeves of his brown robe. There was a small silver light coming from Cale’s hand as he continued to look at the White Star.

“Yes, it’ll be fine.”

Choi Han understood this as Cale saying that he would personally step in if necessary and started to move. Don't worry, Choi Han! Go help Goldie gramps! The great and mighty Raon Miru is here!

Choi Han quickly started to rush toward the palace instead of responding to the six-years-old Dragon. Cale could see the White Star tilt his head to the side at that moment.

His voice loudly echoed in Cale's mind after a short moment. Time is warped for that swordsman.

‘What?’ He is not from this world.

Cale’s expression slowly turned grim.

‘He noticed it.’

The White Star noticed that Choi Han was different from the others in this world after seeing him just once.

The fact that he realized that was not a big issue. Both Choi Han and Cale were part of this world now.

However, something else was making Cale nervous.

‘That was something that even the two Dragons had not figured out yet.’

He didn’t know whether Eruhaben really didn’t know, but he was certain that Raon did not know about Choi Han’s identity. But that White Star bastard had figured it out.

He then heard Raon's voice. Human! What are we going to do about that White Star- never mind! It's our gramps!

Oooooooong-

A lot of white gold light that was enough to cover up the night sky started to appear.

“…Ho.”

Cale could not help but gasp.

Shaaaaaaa-

Tens of white gold arrows started to fly toward the White Star. Eruhaben only needed one flick of the wrist to launch this attack.

Cale could see Eruhaben's cold expression as he stood in the sky facing the White Star who was standing on the roof of the palace.

“Ho.”

He could not help but gasp once again.

Water.

The White Star created a wall of water toward the sky.

It was similar to his Indestructible Shield.

“… Ancient power.”

That was definitely an ancient power.

Cale’s instincts were telling him something.

‘It's him.’

He recalled what he heard when he had first met the World Tree.

The World Tree had told him three things.

Find Raon's parents.

Find the Water of Judgment.

And finally…

‘The person who is collecting ancient powers has collected a total of three ancient powers.’

Cale's expression turned odd.

and supposedly had at

also had the Dragon Slayer's powers and had

we a bit

of Cale’s lips

feel a sense of kinship

to someone who had similar powers

was why the White Star

are you? Who are you and why do you feel

was similar to how the World Tree had asked Cale

if he was responding to that

“Crazy bastard.”

easily blocked the

used a shield to defend against a Dragon's

heard. It was so scary because all of those arrows had disappeared without making a single noise. Human, that White Star is no

‘Right?’

as Cale agreed

has arrived! My liege is

the center of the black storm. The thousands of black threads throughout his

“Ugh!”

Cale turned his head.

groan had

Swooooooosh-

Mary’s black threads bound the skeleton tighter as

black mage and a

the

of them were

“Mary, are you okay?”

whose hands were shaking but were still tightly holding

“…I will win.”

care of things

different scenarios flowed through

could easily block

who seemed to have an endless

numerous people watching the

lifted his

“Damn it!”

was unable to reach Lich Bernard because of the

she was standing on was unable

not

focus was on Bernard right

lived for over a thousand years was battling

this long as a necromancer

there was just one thing left

“Tasha!”

voice echoed

started to speak once he made eye

“Create a path!”

kicked off the

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

whirlwind that was small in comparison to the black whirlwind wrapped around Cale's feet as

‘Of course.

sit back right now because I don't want my identity revealed to the

his head instead of answering Raon's

“…Young master Cale!”

Elf Tasha also shot up into the air. Her Wind Elemental was by

a path with

were gathering together like arrows. They

to where Cale was

black whirlwind. The strong storm that

pushed back without being able

was barely managing

Cale and started to speak to her friend,

“Help me.”

me make a path

well. She could not hide her

“…As I expected.”

pretty certain that this was his ancient

Swoooooooosh-

and Tasha appeared in the air. Tasha then

Swooooooosh-

A third arrow appeared.

by

Tasha smiled after

“Ready?”

her head and Cale gave a short comment

“Let’s get started.”

arrows left their hands and

“Hannah!”

calling her name was

Dragon. The White Bone Dragon's body quickly moved and headed toward the back

"What a weak attack!”

threads binding him and glared at the wind arrows heading toward him. The red

Swooooooosh-

first to arrive at

Baaaaang-

be heard as wind clashed against wind.

“This is perfect!”

However, Hannah was smiling.

black storm had

reached the same spot that Tasha’s attack had tried to

Boom, boooooom! Baaaaang!

Hannah clenched onto the white sword and spoke to the White Bone

“Let’s go!”

wind arrow seeped into Cale's

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

and Raon's wind arrows that had now fused into one continued to slam on the black storm even stronger. Hannah could see it through the

A gap.

small gap in the black

‘Over there.

need to go

Ooooooooong-

sword started

if she passed through the path that the wind and

Baaaaaang!

arrows disappeared with a final bang. All

lowered her body and

White Bone Dragon jumped into

forward as she lifted her head up just a bit. She could see her

was now at the center of

at

smile on Hannah’s face disappeared. The gaze of the swordsman who had

“Damn it!”

rid of the black threads. He tried to move the black storm, but Hannah and the White Bone Dragon

lifted her sword

Lich.

looked like a black skeleton and had their soul in an orb that

killing a Lich was finding that

nobody could tell where

was how it was

could feel

Ooooooong-

hand was

Aim over there.

Bernard