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 needed to

matter what it was, there had to be a chance to turn

some blood from his mouth just as the ancient Dragon had done. His shoulders looked very

are the

his tired demeanor. He looked at the white gold dust gathering around Eruhaben as

about it

“Curious about what?”

Eruhaben stoically responded back.

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

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

ordered Rosalyn to move the airship outside the range of

going to buy them time to

upcoming fight was something that could seriously

“Are we going too?”

shook his head at Hannah's

“Not yet.”

below. He could see Choi Han and Mary, who was moving her black threads in order

as well. Cale motioned

away as well. Either that or

even the White Star knew

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

been

recalled something that

had been curious about ever since the first time

for 1,000

focused on

live for 1,000 years. They get to live

strongest in the world and got to live the longest as

must they get during that

this power

was born in the Dragon

regular human. That is why at max we could live up to around 100

were born as humans and were not very strong at first. Their lifespans were also short compared to Beast people,

and weak beginnings to grow

on

still cannot dominate all

stronger at an astounding

of the Dragon Slayer household, the only human in that

that

The answer was simple.

answered his

lifespans are too

lifespan put a limit on how

How unfair was this?

just their

time. Experience and familiarity with their abilities

up to a

was why I was

that was why he

the ancient Dragon looking at him and continued

for a Dragon Catcher to live as long as a Dragon, would

that simple question. The White Star chose to reincarnate as that grumbling grew bigger

against nature, was supposed to become the overlord of the

to break away from his

had to sacrifice too many things

as long as a Dragon

White

“I killed the Dragons.”

weak Dragons and

looked for and killed stronger Dragons as the number of times

time he was born, however, his memories and experiences

could defeat

if someone managed to defeat him,

The White Star who was going through a thousand years’ worth of memories could hear

you find

Star

important in comparison to the things he had

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

years. That

do find

responded back as if just thinking about it was refreshing. He thought about the two things he had been preparing for 1,000 years and responded

After that, I will finally be able to get

fire sword grew

as if a lava-like fire was

Swooooooosh-

the sword at the same time. The sword seemed to be a

the

was already covered in light and silence. There were

“What I want?”

the White Star’s face and he looked tired once again. He responded back in a voice that was

longer be a treacher and

Ruler.

his fists after hearing

Boom! Boom!

started to

standing on top of the White Bone Dragon,

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

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

liked and hated

was a name that only the Dragons used for the Dragon Slayers. A person

to smile. It is a term we use for beautiful

in his mind as well as out loud

plan on becoming the

dust was slowly

were silently spreading out even

center of those dust particles as he pointed his spear forward. The fire sword pointed back at the spear

going to

The answer was simple.

to become

curled up at that

“…Huff!”

took a deep

Boom! Boom! Boom!

no, his

“Human, are you hurt?”

shook his head

He was not hurt.

“Human, is something difficult?”

Nothing was difficult either.

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

for the first time in

Ancient powers.

time in a while. The next to speak was a

was a clear voice that was

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

owner of that power was almost screaming at

‘Killed everyone?’

was as Cale’s

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

thunderbolt. It was the power that made

power that killed

his head up to look at the

was time for

Screeeech-

he could see

and the

with the sky

that properly. The sky. It is a power that looks down on everything. It is a damn power that thinks that everything exists beneath

comments. He could also hear the shouts

a small sense of hope could be heard in her voice. I can eat up the