Trash of the Count's Family

Chapter 725

# Must not be sane. (1)

‘Did I just imagine it?’

He was sure that the temperature had gone down. Cale opened his mouth again.

“White Star. Pffft.”

Cale couldn't help but chuckle.

‘It wasn’t just my imagination.’

The chill against his skin... It was not just a feeling, it was actually happening.

In one side of this pretty empty park...

Cale and Choi Jung Gun... A half-transparent barrier appeared and surrounded the two of them. That barrier separated this place from the outside.

Cale felt an odd sensation, as if he and Choi Jung Gun had come to their own world.

And at the center of that sensation...

Choi Jung Gun was quietly standing there while observing Cale. The cluelessness that Cale had felt every so often from his stoic face was not visible at all.

A cold aura surrounded him, as if this was his true self.

Cale looked back at him without saying anything and Choi Jung Gun slowly started speaking.

“Nelan Barrow. White Star.”

Choi Jung Gun mumbled those words a few times, as if he was savoring those words, before nonchalantly commenting.

“Those are names you can accidentally say.”

It was at that moment.

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

The moment he felt as if a breeze had brushed past him...

“Wow.”

Cale let out a short gasp.

Choi Jung Gun was suddenly right in front of Kim Rok Soo and quietly observing him.

Choi Jung Gun's hand was stopped right in front of Cale's neck.

“Explain yourself.”

That was all Choi Jung Gun before looking at Cale’s eyes.

How did you know those names?

Where did you hear such things?

What the hell? What is going on?

Such anxious and clueless questions did not come out of Choi Jung Gun’s mouth.

He probably decided that questions were meaningless and chose to take action as soon as he heard the names, ‘Nelan Barrow’ and ‘White Star.’

‘That makes things easier for me too.’

Cale had no need to pretend to be a good little club hoobae if the other side was going to come at him like this.

“I had a dream.”

Dream.

That word made Choi Jung Gun flinch. He frowned after seeing that Cale saw him flinch.

Cale simply smiled at him.

"Someone called the White Star appeared in my dream.”

Cale had thought a lot about how to lead this conversation with Choi Jung Gun. Should he say that this was an illusion, a test, and that he was Kim Rok Soo who had transmigrated into Cale Henituse’s body?

The answer was simple.

‘Why bother?’

There was no need to do that.

‘I just need to tell him enough so that I can get through to him.’

But if the conversation does not go well...

Cale felt the ancient powers inside his body as he continued to think.

‘We’ll just need to have a nice refreshing fight if the conversation doesn't go well.’

Tap.

Cale pushed back Choi Jung Gun's hand that was stopped in front of his neck. He then observed that hand. It had so many calluses on it and was even rougher than Choi Han’s hand.

“White Star. Someone named Cale Barrow showed up in my dream.”

Cale was starting to seem less and less like an affectionate little hoobae, but it was the same for Choi Jung Gun.

“His face was similar to mine?”

In the five days he had been a member of the book club at Raon High School... Would Cale have slacked off during that time? Would he have enjoyed that time?

‘Of course not.’

He had so much to do.

“Sunbae, you urgently closed your notebook that you were writing in on the day that I went to the library to join the book club.”

It was Cale’s turn to walk up to Choi Jung Gun as he placed his hand on Choi Jung Gun's shoulder.

“I saw this word called Roan.”

‘Aigoo.’

Cale gasped, even though he sounded not shocked at all, as he continued speaking.

“But that Roan thing showed up in my dream too.”

Pat, pat. He patted Choi Jung Gun’s shoulder as he continued speaking.

“I'm sorry, sunbae. I observed you for a bit.”

“Really?”

Choi Jung Gun nonchalantly asked back and Cale responded just as nonchalantly.

so much that I only saw a few words in

really had not

to get a few glimpses during those short periods of time. The

Gun commented

“How disrespectful.

was not

time, it was time for the emotion to disappear from Cale’s face and

I looked in the notebook

and author's name written in there

Birth of a Hero. Author,

and took one step back. The two of them made eye

to know what was going on. I wanted to ask if you were having the same dream

was

as if you are

type of thing you would say

as well,

touched the corner of his

right. I'm smiling

He continued nonchalantly.

be because I'm so baffled right now. I

scoffed a few times as if he really had not expected this. He did not seem like a high school senior at all.

you're saying that you are dreaming about this

to

you had these dreams for

hasn’t been that long. I could see what that guy was doing to the Western continent

“...Really?”

as if he was deep in thought for a

his

had a thought while

glad he misunderstood on his own

This is great.’

who was calmly assessing the current situation, asked the question that he wanted

“Sunbae, who are you?”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Cale looked around.

of me earlier... These are things you would normally find in

Cale slowly started smiling.

god. Someone who is outside the logics of this

“A god?

Ugh.”

laughter as a suppressed laugh came out. He lowered his head

gaze once Choi

me as the same as

what are you,

eyes looking at him. The gaze seemed adult-like but also pure. It was because the

“Haaaaa.”

sigh and the truth

that may end up that motherfucking thing in the

not miss

a soul that may become a god? There is

‘This is good.’

was the thought on Cale’s mind. He might get some hints

gods. Of course, there are other ways to become gods besides being

had to be single-lifers. He should be talking

these single-lifer souls while the sealed God of Despair was a Hunter who hunted single-lifers. He probably did something with

gods? Then which god would you become, sunbae? What do you do

to be saying he knew nothing

Jung Gun sighed again, checked his watch, and walked over to a nearby bench.

two of them

“Huuuuuu.”

sitting on the bench before he rubbed his face a few times and then

is

his head and

‘Mm.’

Jung Gun's eyes that were looking at him... There was definitely something that had

was a bit

‘I'm... a bit scared.’

cowering just a

“Rok Soo.”

Jung smiled as

carefully to what I

eyes were not

beyond your memories and your consciousness. Make it so that it stabs deep into your subconsciousness. Focusing very hard on what

so sharp, as if they

There are also gods that watch over numerous domains. Those

knew this

“So what?”

let’s say that there is a god who oversees death. That god

continued without any signs of a smile on

it

did not seem to be concerned at all about how hard

He continued speaking.

Death is a motherfucking bastard. It’s not enough for him to

Cale and mumbled

who cannot die. It’s

this to

of Death and

them seemed quite close. But was that not the

eternal tasks to be difficult

the God of Death in front of Cale while looking at the cintamani sometime in

like

are gods who used to

chuckled as he

means that they lose their standing. Standing refers to the absolute

the gods needed to take care of their domain, a god who had lost their standing could not be

relinquish their standing on their own or lose

of Death who had interfered in

rules. It led to the sealed god breaking rules as well in order to destroy the test and

gods to perish. They can just enjoy the

“...A slacker life?’

I guess

“...Really?”

odd and Choi Jung Gun found

living here, living is

look

naturally looks different for every god. The ones who relinquish their standing on their own terms will enjoy their retirement while the ones

don’t

The world is such a complicated place. There are a lot of gods who want to rest. Being a god is quite

are souls like yours the ones who will receive those

figured it

with a

tribulators. I am

the

Cale’s biological mother, Drew Thames had written about in her

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