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

was, there had to be a chance

to see the White Star wiping away some blood from his mouth just as the

it because you are the oldest

demeanor. He looked at the white gold dust gathering around Eruhaben as he continued

been curious about it

“Curious about what?”

Eruhaben stoically responded back.

eyes and Cale

other Dark Elves immediately headed down and moved the rest

move the airship outside the range

Dragon was going to

upcoming fight was something that could

“Are we going too?”

head

“Not yet.”

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

could see Saint Jack and Sir Rex next to her as well.

would run away as well. Either that or they would find a way to defend

White Star knew that that

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

I have been

Star recalled something that

he had been curious about ever since

live for

eyes focused on the shining

they are born live for 1,000 years. They get to

who were the strongest in the world and

strong must they

was this power

born in the Dragon Catcher household, could

Us Dragon Catchers only have the lifespan of a regular human. That is why at max we

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

weak beginnings to grow to a

on the White Star's

we still cannot dominate all Dragons after becoming that

Catchers grew stronger at

the Dragon Slayer household, the only human in that generation who could fight against a Dragon, could not dominate all

is that the

The answer was simple.

White Star answered his

our lifespans are too

lifespan put a limit on how strong

How unfair was this?

their bodies that

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

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

why

why he

the ancient

a Dragon Catcher to live as

existence had started from that simple question. The White

treacher against nature, was supposed to become the overlord of the

to break

doing that was not easy. He had to sacrifice

live as long as a Dragon

the White Star's face grew

“I killed the Dragons.”

weak

looked for and killed stronger Dragons as the number of times he reincarnated grew

time he was

who could defeat

him, he just

half-blood were both created during those times. The White Star who was going through

you

White Star shook

was no longer important in comparison to the things he had

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

years. That Dragon

if you do find

Star responded back as if just thinking about it was refreshing. He thought about

into a Dragon Catcher. After that, I will finally be able to get the thing

Star's fire sword grew hotter

as if a lava-like fire was

Swooooooosh-

same time. The sword seemed to be a combination of lava and a typhoon. These violent natural

is the thing you

other hand, the area around Eruhaben, who asked that question, was already

“What I want?”

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

be a treacher and instead to be the

Ruler.

subconsciously clenched his fists

Boom! Boom!

suddenly started

of the White Bone Dragon,

heard Eruhaben’s voice in his head at that

Dragon who had finished preparing to fight against the White Star wanted to let Cale know about something. The Dragon Slayers

liked and hated

Dragons used

smile. It is a term we

could hear Eruhaben’s voice in his mind as well as out loud

you plan on

dust was

silently spreading out even without the wind, as if they

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

was he going to become the

The answer was simple.

plan to become the

body curled up at

“…Huff!”

a deep

Boom! Boom! Boom!

heart, no, his entire body

“Human, are you hurt?”

head at Raon's

He was not hurt.

“Human, is something difficult?”

Nothing was difficult either.

just roaring. It was as if

mind for the first

Ancient 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

a clear voice that was

inside of Cale's body. The

back its anger. The owner of that power was almost screaming at this point. The power of the bastard who

‘Killed everyone?’

Cale’s faces stiffened.

heard the Scary Giant Cobblestone's voice. The glutton, the

fiery thunderbolt. It was the power that made it so that we had no choice but

that killed the four

up to look at the

for dawn

Screeeech-

things he could see were

Bell Tower and the area around it. They

with the

everything. It is a damn power that thinks that everything exists

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

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