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 least three

had the Dragon Slayer's powers and had multiple ancient

a bit too

of Cale’s

if I didn't feel a sense of kinship in this

weird to not feel close to someone who had similar

why the White Star was continuously asking

are you? Who are you and why do you feel

to how the World

casually commented as if he was responding to that

“Crazy bastard.”

wall easily blocked the white gold mana

shield to defend against a Dragon's quick but

above the palace even though no noises could be heard. It was so

‘Right?’

as Cale agreed with

liege has arrived! My liege

the black storm. The thousands

“Ugh!”

Cale turned his head.

had come

Swooooooosh-

Mary’s black threads bound the skeleton tighter as if

mage and a

against the power to

of them were fighting

“Mary, are you okay?”

shaking but were still tightly holding onto the

“…I will win.”

moment. Cale Henituse, take care of things over there

different scenarios flowed through Cale's mind

White Star who could easily block

have an endless source of

numerous people watching

lifted his

“Damn it!”

reach Lich Bernard because

was standing on was

not be

focus was on

has lived for over a thousand years was battling Mary, who was not even

long as a necromancer who is supposed to

one thing

“Tasha!”

echoed in the

to speak once he made eye contact with Dark

“Create a path!”

then kicked off the

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

that was small in comparison to the black whirlwind wrapped around Cale's feet as it lifted Cale into the air. Human, are we

‘Of course.

can’t sit back right now because I don't want

just nodded his head instead of answering

“…Young master Cale!”

into the air. Her Wind Elemental

will create a path with the

hands. They were gathering

soon moved to where Cale was

black whirlwind. The strong storm that was

without being able to

barely

to Cale and started to speak to

“Help me.”

a path

started to gather in Tasha’s hands as well. She

“…As I expected.”

was creating. She was pretty certain that this was his ancient power. It was similar to the whirlwind being

Swoooooooosh-

and Tasha appeared in the air. Tasha

Swooooooosh-

A third arrow appeared.

was naturally created by Raon.

a question as Tasha smiled after hearing Raon's

“Ready?”

head and Cale gave a short

“Let’s get started.”

and shot forward. Cale shouted at the same

“Hannah!”

calling her

of the White Bone Dragon. The White Bone Dragon's

"What a weak attack!”

glared at the wind arrows heading toward him. The red glow in his eye sockets looked ready to explode as the

Swooooooosh-

was the first to arrive

Baaaaang-

as wind clashed against wind. Tasha's wind

“This is perfect!”

However, Hannah was smiling.

storm

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

Boom, boooooom! Baaaaang!

arrow crashed into the storm and let out some loud noises. Hannah clenched

“Let’s go!”

arrow seeped into Cale's wind

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

one continued to slam on the black storm even stronger. Hannah could see it through

A gap.

was a small gap in

‘Over there.

to go through

Ooooooooong-

sword started

slash the enemy if she

Baaaaaang!

All

her body

Bone Dragon jumped

a bit. She could see her prey that was covered in black

now at the

Lich standing at

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

“Damn it!”

get rid of the black threads. He tried to move the black storm,

sword

Lich.

black skeleton and had their soul in an orb that was shaped

Lich was

could tell where

how it was

could

Ooooooong-

sword in her hand was telling

Aim over there.

looked at the black skeleton Bernard who was wearing a knight’s