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.

the Dragon Slayer bloodline and supposedly had at

the Dragon Slayer's

we a bit

Cale’s lips

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

weird to not feel close to someone who had similar powers as

Star was continuously asking Cale the

are you? Who are you and why do

the World Tree had asked Cale who he

he was responding

“Crazy bastard.”

wall easily blocked the

easily used a shield to defend

It was so scary because all of those arrows had disappeared without making

‘Right?’

as Cale agreed with

arrived!

black storm. The thousands of black threads throughout

“Ugh!”

Cale turned his head.

had come

Swooooooosh-

threads bound the skeleton tighter as if they were responding to

mage

magic against the power to control

them were fighting

“Mary, are you okay?”

asked Mary whose hands were shaking but were still

“…I will win.”

at that moment. Cale Henituse, take care of things over there first.

lot of different scenarios flowed through

who could easily block

have an endless source

people watching

his head

“Damn it!”

to reach Lich Bernard

she was standing on was unable to maintain

could not

focus was

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

already doing enough by lasting this long as a necromancer who is supposed to be weak against black

there was just one thing left

“Tasha!”

voice echoed

made eye contact with Dark

“Create a path!”

then kicked off the

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

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

‘Of course.

want my identity revealed to the

nodded his head instead of

“…Young master Cale!”

Wind Elemental

a path with the

the two whirlwinds gathering on Cale's hands. They were gathering together like arrows.

soon moved to where Cale was

whirlwind. The strong storm that was created by

without

who was barely managing to bind

and started to speak to her friend,

“Help me.”

me make a path with

Tasha’s hands as well. She

“…As I expected.”

certain that this was his ancient power. It was similar to the

Swoooooooosh-

wind arrows created by Cale and Tasha

Swooooooosh-

A third arrow appeared.

by Raon. I'm helping

as Tasha smiled

“Ready?”

her head and Cale gave a short

“Let’s get started.”

wind arrows left their hands and shot forward. Cale shouted

“Hannah!”

her name

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

"What a weak attack!”

wind arrows heading toward him. The red glow in his eye sockets looked ready to explode as the black storm became even

Swooooooosh-

was the first to arrive at the

Baaaaang-

heard as wind clashed against wind.

“This is perfect!”

However, Hannah was smiling.

storm

same spot that Tasha’s attack had tried to pierce through. It was Cale’s arrow this

Boom, boooooom! Baaaaang!

noises. Hannah clenched onto the

“Let’s go!”

arrow seeped into Cale's

Baaaaang! Bang! Bang!

arrows that had now fused into one continued to slam on the black storm even stronger.

A gap.

small gap in

‘Over there.

to

Ooooooooong-

white sword started to

the enemy if she passed through the path that the

Baaaaaang!

arrows disappeared with a final bang. All that

her body and curled

Bone Dragon jumped into

a bit.

the center of the

standing at

face disappeared. The gaze of the swordsman who

“Damn it!”

without being able to get rid of the black threads. He tried to move the black storm, but Hannah and the White Bone Dragon had already pierced through it and

lifted her sword toward

Lich.

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

of killing a Lich was finding that heart

nobody could tell where that orb

was how it was supposed

could feel

Ooooooong-

white sword in her hand was telling her

Aim over there.

Bernard who was