Trash of the Count's Family

Baaang, baang!

The white thunderbolts that looked ready to strike down at any moment and the rose gold thunderbolt right underneath it were causing sparks as if they were trying to gobble each other up.

Crackle, crackle.

The two sides continued their attacks as if they wanted to kill each other.

Choi Han’s shining black aura shot out from his sword down on the ground.

“Choi Han.”

Choi Han did not turn his head even after Ron called him. He just pointed his sword toward the sky.

Ron continued to speak to him.

“I will handle the Cat tribe.”

Ron instantly disappeared into the shadow of the castle wall. He looked as if he had completely disappeared.

Choi Han did not say anything.

He just looked at the White Star in front of him and started to run forward.

However, the White Star was not even looking at Choi Han.

But Choi Han did not care.

‘Attack.’

That command was enough.

Shhhhhhhhhh-

A gray fog started to surround him.

It must be the Cats’ fog.

His sword shined from within the fog.

Choi Han started to smile once his body was completely covered in the fog.

“This is nice.”

One of his hands moved away from his sword.

“Ugh!”

Choi Han's hand grabbed the neck of one of the Cats. The shining black aura shot out from Choi Han’s hand and started to choke the Cat.

Choi Han saw the Cat’s eyes roll over and continued to speak.

“I don't need to show the children this terrible sight.”

That was why he liked that he was covered by the fog.

“Grrrrr.”

“Raaaawr!”

He could hear the sound of the Bears going berserk even though he could not see them because of the fog. Those sounds were slowly getting closer.

However, the approaching enemies were not Choi Han’s prey.

“I will take care of them.”

It was Beacrox.

Beacrox ran past Choi Han before his large greatsword swung toward one of the directions of the sounds without any hesitation.

Screeeech!

The large greatsword screeched against a Bear’s sharp claws.

Beacrox swung his greatsword again. He could then feel Choi Han moving past him.

Choi Han lightly swung his sword.

The sword slowly created a horizontal line.

“How is this possible?!”

One of the Cats shouted in shock.

The shining black aura cut through the fog.

He did not hear anybody scream.

It was just the fog that was cut.

The fog that was hiding the Cats and the others was cut apart and disappeared as if it was made of paper.

It was only for a short duration.

The fog had only been cut for less than ten seconds.

However, the enemies saw something in that short instant.

They saw the cold gaze of the black sword master who was figuring out their locations through the gap in the fog.

Once the fog repaired itself, they could hear Choi Han’s calm voice.

“You can run, or you can just wait for me.”

The Cat flinched and started to move.

He was certain that he made eye contact with Choi Han in that short duration of time. The fear of being killed by that black mana overwhelmed him.

Sword masters were strong individuals.

However, for this Cat who had seen extremely strong individuals such as the White Star and the chiefs of the Cat tribe, Bear tribe, and the Lion tribe, a sword master was just a sword master.

However, he still felt fear after looking into the eyes of a human who was only a sword master.

‘It can’t continue like this!’

He retreated backward.

The Cats’ style was to hide and stealthily attack the weakest enemies first.

“…Those trash!”

The offspring of that loser. He needed to aim for them.

Especially the younger one that was the weakest.

The Cat started to move without making any noises.

Shhhhh.

He took a step.

It was at that moment.

“……!”

Someone covered his mouth.

A sharp dagger also pierced through from the back of his neck.

The Cat moved his eyes.

He could see a white-haired man smiling at him.

Ron put some strength into the hand that was covering the Cat’s mouth.

Crack!

The Cat’s head turned in an odd direction.

The Cat’s eyes were full of chaos as he died without being able to make a sound. He heard Ron's voice by his ear.

The old man whispered to him in a quiet voice.

“…It's the Cat tribe’s method.”

The Cat could see the cold gaze of the assassin right before he died.

were the

disappeared into the fog once

three of them, this fog was a

It was because they didn’t have to worry about the White Star's attacks. He looked toward the rose gold thunderbolt that was aiming for

been running toward Cale, the Mercenary King, as

“Grrrrrr.”

were now split up could feel the approaching enemies with their senses as they clenched their swords and

also people

“Cale!”

closing his mouth. It was because he saw Raon. He looked at the children before

in the voice in his

is one thing, but attacking?! You know we should be

hear the

heard someone else’s shocked and frustrated voice

going

He already had his

He grabbed Cale's shoulder.

fighting against the White

Bud had heard about the fight against the

strong enough to defeat the Tower Master of the Alchemists’ Bell Tower,

side is weaker than that battle while the White Star

Henituse made such

gaze was looking at

at Bud before starting to

need to smack that crazy bastard’s head at

“Huh?”

did

y, yes I

going

just respond with whatever

“Of course not?”

just sit back and do

to

as if he would get

could not understand the White Star at

care if someone chose to curse

the person's choice with their

should not cause harm to innocent

Lord Sheritt’s sacrifice, Raon and his sibling, what did they do to

bastard that deserves to

after

could see the vicious gaze in Cale’s eyes. He had

then continued

is

Bang, bang, bang.

the rose gold thunderbolt were still battling it out

course, the white thunderbolts were

Cale’s rose gold thunderbolt continued

to fight

“Why would I?”

“…Cale?”

did you say

the Mercenary King looked toward him

Sheritt’s shield that he was

the route where we all get

Eruhaben's eyes clouded over.

Cale continued to speak.

“Raon's mother-nim.”

Everybody around them flinched.

hide their shock even

“Uhh, uhh? Me?”

Sheritt was the most

Raon fluctuated

he continued to say whatever he wanted to

“Yes, Raon's mother-nim.”

uhh, me. I, yes,

head over and over with a blank expression

at that

up a

look in her eyes

“A path?”

a question while Bud

looked toward Lord Sheritt as he

“Raon.”

could see two black shields shoot forward past

different, the shields looked exactly like her

Baaaaang! Baaaaang!

“Oh my.”

black shield with the water wall before letting

the child's turn this

pointed to

fiery thunderbolt can’t stop

“Aaaaaaaaah!”

“Ugh!”

of Bears and Cats dying could be heard within the fog. However, the White Star didn't care about the fog

about his subordinates’ deaths as he looked

Ooooooong-

created another shield and sent it

Slaaash!

Bang!

into the water wall

sighed as he continued

even a Dragon's attribute at me. You are

attribute, his shields were just imitations

Oooooooong-

numerous black shields started

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

to

On and Hong’s fog

shields that resembled her own. She slowly turned her head

“He’s a bit smart.”

quickly chimed in

am not just a bit smart! I am great and mighty! I can do

through the gaps between his

was odd, but Raon could not use his own

The present.

not know how to use it. However, it

felt Cale’s hand on his back at

finger started to draw something on Raon's

Raon's eyes clouded over.

to speak to the Lord at the same

our house be

shoulders twitched

nice to have many

to have as many houses

right! Having many houses

then glared at the White Star

house cannot be

the hand that was holding onto

started to surround her as she did

Ruuuumble-

Cale raised his head.

rumbling in the sky had reached

end

hear the White Star’s

head as

need to

looked at Cale as

“It’s really odd.”

not understand

just need to leave this castle and that illusion behind and teleport away. Why are you trying to protect something that you

The Dragon Lord.

the Dragon Lord. It was something

living more important than hanging onto

Cale was choosing the path

who cherished

the White Star's

the path to living a

needed to live properly to stay alive

to live in a way where you could feel joy when you play and taste the flavor

his memories and

records inside

of them were