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.

that I only

had not seen

during those short periods of time. The normal Cale wouldn't do something like that, but what could he do? It was

Gun commented

“How disrespectful.

it was not

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

Star, Roan, Puzzle... The words from my dream were in your notebook too, sunbae. I looked in the notebook and saw the title of the book you said was

title and author's name written in there

Birth of a Hero. Author, Nelan

moved his hand off Choi Jung Gun’s shoulder 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 as me, sunbae.

was quiet but

are from another

like the type of thing you would say with a

as well,

the

I'm smiling

He continued nonchalantly.

be because I'm so baffled right now. I never expected

He did not seem like a high school senior

that you are dreaming about this person called the White

He seemed to be a terrible

these dreams for

that long. I could see what that guy was doing to

“...Really?”

as if he was deep in thought for a

Star not only influence his

had a thought

he misunderstood on his

This is great.’

current situation, asked the question

“Sunbae, who are you?”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

Cale looked around.

instantly moved in front of me earlier... These are things you would normally find in movies.

Cale slowly started smiling.

Someone who is outside the logics of this

“A god?

Ugh.”

seemed to be trying to hold back his laughter as a suppressed laugh came out. He lowered his head

an extremely cold gaze once Choi Jung Gun raised

as the same

are you,

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

“Haaaaa.”

help but sigh and the truth flowed out with the

end up that

not

may become a god? There is such

‘This is good.’

Cale’s mind. He might get some hints about single-lifers and gods with

will become gods. Of course, there are other ways to become gods besides being one of these souls, but

talking about had to be single-lifers. He should be talking

was a Hunter who hunted

which god would you become,

seemed to be saying he knew nothing

checked his watch, and walked over to

surrounding the two of them was still

“Huuuuuu.”

more times while sitting on the bench before he rubbed his face

I'm sure there is a

his head and

‘Mm.’

felt an unknown pressure at that moment. Choi Jung Gun's eyes that were looking at him... There was definitely

a bit

‘I'm... a bit scared.’

was cowering just

“Rok Soo.”

Jung smiled as he

what I am

his eyes were not

so that it stabs deep into your subconsciousness. Focusing very hard on what I have to say

looked so sharp, as if they would attack at

also gods that watch over numerous domains. Those

knew this much

“So what?”

death. That god cannot

continued without any signs of a smile

think it must be for

concerned at all about how hard it was for this

He continued speaking.

It’s not enough for him to suffer for

away from Cale

bastard who cannot

found this to be somewhat

Death

quite close. But was that not the

to be difficult after some time. This is the reason

Death in front of Cale

sounds like an

gods who used to be office

chuckled as

refers to the absolute power a god has over

their domain, a god who had lost their standing could not be

standing on their own or lose it for breaking one of the

of Death who had interfered in

breaking rules as well in order to destroy

make them perish. It is impossible for gods to

“...A slacker life?’

Uhh, uhh. Something like that. I guess it

“...Really?”

Gun found this to be a bit odd before he

living here, living is pretty similar no matter

look on

looks different for every god. The ones who relinquish their standing on their own terms will enjoy their retirement while the ones who have it taken away will find

if they don’t lose their

want to do that? The world is such a complicated place. There

ones who will receive

figured it out right

responded with a carefree look on

are called tribulators. I am a

that the World Tree

the ‘single-lifers’ that Cale’s biological mother, Drew Thames

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