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.”

they needed

to be a chance to turn

see the White Star wiping away some blood from his mouth just as the ancient Dragon had done.

because you are the

expression was quite lively, contrary to his tired demeanor. He looked at the white gold dust gathering around Eruhaben as he continued

been curious about it for a

“Curious about what?”

Eruhaben stoically responded back.

his eyes and Cale

Dark Elves immediately headed down and moved the rest of the people away from the Alchemists’ Bell

Rosalyn to move the airship outside the

ancient Dragon was going to buy them time to

was something that could seriously injure those

“Are we going too?”

head

“Not yet.”

was moving her black threads in order to gather Tower Master Bernard, no, the remaining

could see Saint Jack and Sir Rex next to her as well. Cale motioned toward Sir Rex. Rex nodded his head

well. Either that or

Star knew

still relaxed. It was as if he did not care about the people running away. He put

I have been

something

been curious about ever since the first time he was

live for

focused on

are born live for 1,000 years. They get

the world and got to live the longest as

must they

this

a young man who was born in the Dragon Catcher household, could

of a regular human. That is why at max we could live up to around

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

people are able to overcome their short lifespans and weak beginnings to grow to

twisted smile appeared on the White Star's

still cannot dominate all Dragons after becoming that

grew stronger at

only human in that generation who could fight against a Dragon,

that the

The answer was simple.

White Star answered his own

our lifespans

put a limit on how strong they could

How unfair was this?

their bodies that

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

not catch up to a 1,000-year-old Dragon's

was why

that was why he had

White Star smiled brightly at the ancient Dragon looking at him and

Dragon Catcher to live as long

his own existence had started from that simple question. The White Star chose to reincarnate

treacher against nature, was supposed to become the overlord of the world based on

White Star wanted to

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

as long as a Dragon and slowly

on the White Star's

“I killed the Dragons.”

killed both weak Dragons and strong

for and killed stronger Dragons as the number of

every time he

who could defeat

even if someone managed to defeat him, he just

times. The

did you find

Star

was no longer important in comparison to the

so

Dragon on the continent to live for 1,000 years. That Dragon looked at the

do find an

Star responded back as if just thinking about it was refreshing. He thought about the two things he had been

Dragon Catcher. After that, I will finally be able to get

sword grew hotter along with

as if a lava-like

Swooooooosh-

gathered around the sword at the same time. The sword seemed to be a combination of lava and a typhoon. These violent natural attributes, these natural disasters,

the thing you

other hand, the area around Eruhaben, who asked that question, was already covered in light and

“What I want?”

face and he looked tired once again. He responded back in a voice

longer be a treacher and instead to be the

Ruler.

subconsciously clenched his fists after

Boom! Boom!

started

of the White Bone Dragon, felt chills after feeling the power inside

at that moment. The Dragon Slayer’s power is a

wanted to let Cale know about something. The Dragon Slayers were called treachers. However, there was a different name that the Dragons called

liked and hated Dragon

Dragons used for the

to smile. It is a term we use for

Eruhaben’s voice in his mind as well as out loud at

do you plan on becoming the

white gold dust was slowly

out even without the

particles as he pointed his spear forward. The fire sword pointed back at the spear as the White Star

going

The answer was simple.

to

up

“…Huff!”

took a deep

Boom! Boom! Boom!

his

“Human, are you hurt?”

head at

He was not hurt.

“Human, is something difficult?”

Nothing was difficult either.

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

the first time in

Ancient powers.

speaking up for the first time in a while. The next to speak was a bit coarse with

a clear voice that was speaking so

She was boiling up inside of Cale's body. The power of water that was flowing

owner of that power was almost screaming at this point. The power of the bastard

‘Killed everyone?’

as Cale’s faces

Cobblestone's voice. The glutton, the thief, and the

power that made it so that we had no choice but to

that killed the four

raised his head up to look

time for dawn to

Screeeech-

only things he could

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

power with the

It is a damn power that thinks that everything exists beneath the sky. The power that cannot return to the

He could also hear the shouts of the Sky

be heard in her voice. I