Trash of the Count's Family

Cale could see other injuries on Eruhaben as well.

Eruhaben’s shirt was shabby after being damaged by the explosion.

He could see old scars on Eruhaben’s chest, back, and stomach, as well as around his body.

‘…A Dragon with old scars?’

This made Cale think about Choi Han and Witira, the future Whale Queen. They both had large and small scars throughout their bodies.

Even people considered to be some of the strongest in the world had scars on them.

There was a simple reason for it.

It was because they grew stronger.

Nobody can be strong from the beginning. They were bound to get scars as they developed and grew stronger.

It was similar to how Kim Rok Soo’s entire body had been covered in disgusting scars.

“Goldie! Mmph!”

Cale hugged the flailing Raon's head and covered his mouth.

“Haaaa, does that little kid really want to call me like that even in a time like this?”

Cale could see Eruhaben's shoulders moving as he sighed. Cale then casually asked the Dragon who no longer seemed to be angry.

“Eruhaben-nim, when did I become your child?”

“Goldie! I am not a child, I am the great and mighty Raon Mi, mmph!”

Cale fully covered Raon's mouth and picked up the now heavier chubby Dragon's body. Raon seemed to be eating a good portion of the apple pies he supposedly bought for Cale, as he was very heavy.

“…Aigoo, my poor life.”

The destructively beautiful Dragon turned around and looked toward Cale and the no longer invisible Raon before lamenting these troublemakers in his life. He then turned back again and stoically started to speak.

“Move away.”

Eruhaben was looking at the White Star with a stoic expression as he told Cale and Raon to step back. He was especially looking at the sword in the White Star's hand.

It was a Sword of Disasters infused with fire.

That was probably the true Dragon Catcher’s Sword of Disasters.

“It's been a while.”

It had been a while since he was caught off guard and beaten up. But he realized something as that happened.

No, he realized it the moment that the numerous light arrows he had shot out were easily blocked by the water wall.

‘I need to fight this guy.’

Ooooooooong-

A white gold light that was more beautiful than ever before started to surround Eruhaben. Enough mana to vibrate the air around him was shooting out from Eruhaben and spreading out.

It had been a while since he had been in a situation like this.

Eruhaben was using his full strength for the first time in a long time.

“Eruhaben, you are too arrogant. I am arrogant as well, but you seem to be even worse.”

The dead Dragon Olienne’s voice reverberated around his ears.

‘Is it your narcissism that is keeping you alive?”

Olienne had been right.

Eruhaben was an arrogant Dragon whose narcissism kept him going.

He was extremely arrogant as Dragons had been for generations.

However, Eruhaben himself thought that there was justification as to why he could be so arrogant.

‘Eruhaben, you said that they called you a natural fighter when you were younger?’

Although Eruhaben had quietly helped the Elves and the World Tree as well as some young Dragons safely finish their first growth phase here and there as he aged, he had originally been a fighter. That was what the Dragons had called him in the past.

However, the truth was that he was not a, ‘natural,’ fighter.

He had believed in the strength of his attribute as he worked hard and trained himself while others sneered and mocked his dust or powder attribute.

He just faced the other Dragons after training and developing that attribute.

Eruhaben sternly started to speak after still feeling the presences of Cale and Raon behind him.

“Move away.”

“Eruhaben-nim.”

He could hear Cale's voice. Eruhaben shook his head and responded back.

“I will do it.”

“Goldie gramps!”

He could hear Raon's voice.

First was Cale and then it was Raon. Eruhaben let out a sigh.

‘Why are there so many issues in my final years?’

However, Eruhaben could feel his blood boiling at the fact that he could fight at full power for the first time in a long time.

That was why he stepped forward as he commented back to Cale.

“Cale, you take good care of him.”

It was obvious who that, ‘him,’ was referring to.

Cale activated his silver shield again and stepped back. He then released the Sound of the Wind after feeling something under his feet.

“…Hey.”

“What?”

Cale landed on Mary’s White Bone Dragon before bluntly responding back to Hannah who was calling him. Hannah looked at Cale, who had an approximately 1m 20cm Dragon in his arms, before turning away.

She looked up at the sky.

Screeeech-

The black clouds were still there.

Hannah lowered her head and looked back at Cale.

“Do you think it’ll be okay?”

‘Will we be okay even with those black clouds and the White Star being here?’

Hannah could see Cale’s still stoic expression. Cale tightened his hold on the flailing Raon before responding back.

“What can we do about it if it isn’t okay?”

Cale's gaze moved past the black clouds to Eruhaben.

Cale had faced many not okay situations in the past. He always had the same thoughts during those situations.

If the situation was not okay…

“We just need to make it okay. We must make it okay.”

all they

had to

past Eruhaben’s shoulder to see the White Star wiping away some blood from his mouth just as the ancient

it because you are the oldest Dragon alive? You're quite

his tired demeanor. He looked at the white gold dust

about

“Curious about what?”

Eruhaben stoically responded back.

also motioned toward Cale with his eyes and Cale immediately sent the message

Dark Elves immediately headed down and moved the rest of the people

to move the airship

Dragon was going to buy them time

upcoming fight was something that could seriously injure those

“Are we going too?”

his head at

“Not yet.”

down below. He could see Choi Han and Mary, who was moving her black threads in order to gather Tower Master

Sir Rex next to her as well. Cale motioned toward Sir Rex.

would run away as well. Either that or they would find

Star knew that

he did not care about the people running away. He put his fire sword on his shoulder

have been curious about

White Star recalled something that

he had been curious about ever since the

for

focused on the

live for 1,000 years. They

strongest in the world

they get during that

was this power and

White Star, a young man who was born in the Dragon Catcher household, could not understand

of a regular human.

Catchers were born as humans and were not very strong at first. Their

overcome their short lifespans and weak beginnings to grow to a point where they can hunt

on the

still cannot dominate all Dragons after becoming

grew stronger at an

household, the only human in that generation who could

is that

The answer was simple.

Star answered

our lifespans are too

lifespan put a limit

How unfair was this?

just their bodies

from living for a long time. Experience and familiarity with their abilities after using them for a

could not catch up to

was why I was

why he had made a

brightly at the ancient Dragon

for a Dragon Catcher to live as

started from that simple question. The White Star chose to reincarnate

Slayer, someone called a treacher against nature, was supposed to become

wanted to

was not easy. He had to sacrifice too many things to

I made a decision that allowed me to live as long as a Dragon

smile on the White Star's

“I killed the Dragons.”

weak Dragons

Dragons as the number of times he reincarnated grew more

to gain a new young body every time he was born, however, his memories and experiences

who could defeat

him, he just

Dragon Slayer Syrem and the Dragon half-blood were both created during those times. The White Star who was going through a thousand years’ worth of memories

you find

Star

important in comparison

don't know. It was a question from my childhood, so I don't know if I will ever find

continent to live for 1,000 years. That Dragon looked at the fire sword pointed at

if you do

it was refreshing. He thought about the two things he had been preparing

into a Dragon Catcher. After that, I will finally be able

grew hotter along

was as if a lava-like fire was creating

Swooooooosh-

sword seemed to be a

the

who asked that question, was already covered

“What I want?”

tired once again. He responded back in a voice that was full of

to no longer be a treacher and instead to be the

Ruler.

subconsciously clenched his fists after hearing

Boom! Boom!

heart suddenly started

Dragon, felt chills after feeling the power

in his head at that moment. The Dragon Slayer’s power is a beautiful

to fight against the White Star wanted to let Cale know about something. The Dragon Slayers were called treachers. However, there

both liked and hated

there was a name that only the Dragons used

It is a term we use for

voice in his mind as well as out loud at the same

you plan on becoming the

white gold dust was slowly

were silently spreading out even

his spear forward. The fire sword pointed back at the spear as the

was he going

The answer was simple.

to

curled up at that

“…Huff!”

took a deep

Boom! Boom! Boom!

heart, no, his

“Human, are you hurt?”

his head at Raon's

He was not hurt.

“Human, is something difficult?”

Nothing was difficult either.

His insides were just roaring. It was as if his body was

voices in his mind for the first time in a while. He’s over

Ancient powers.

those powers were speaking up for the first time in a while. The next to speak was a bit coarse with his choice of words. That bastard has the power of

voice that was speaking so

up inside of Cale's body. The power

not hold back its anger. The owner of that power was almost screaming at this point. The power of the bastard who

‘Killed everyone?’

was as Cale’s faces stiffened.

Cobblestone's voice. The

and fiery thunderbolt. It was the power that made it so

power that killed the

head up to look at the

for dawn

Screeeech-

things he could see were

Bell Tower and the area around it. They were giving off odd

with the sky

could not imagine that properly. The sky. It is a power that looks down on everything. It is a damn power that thinks

could also hear the shouts of the Sky Eating Water. This time, I, no, we, can catch

despair and a small sense of hope could be heard in her voice. I can eat