Trash of the Count's Family

The heater from the Fire of Purification was in Cale’s hand.

He waited for the Namgung Clan's people to enter the deserted house and turned on the mirror’s screen for the first time in a long while.

“Mm.”

He then turned toward Beacrox.

“What is it?”

Beacrox asked brusquely and Cale responded with a question.

“Is Central Plains okay?”

Beacrox opened the small bag he had on his back next to his greatsword.

The young monk stone statue was still there.

“What is it?”

Cale shook his head at the team leader’s question.

“It’s nothing much. You can just ignore it.”

Ding! Ding!

“...But you are getting notifications? Aren’t those for messages?”

“They are fine to ignore.”

Ding, ding, ding!

The mirror was showing previews of the newest message and a few others.

Looking at them from the oldest message...

- Cale-nim, sob sob. I am contacting you like this because my clone turned into stone! You must have been very worried about me.

- Cale-nim, I, Central Plains, am doing fine...! Don’t you miss me?

- Cale-nim, you’re so cool! You’re the best! Please use those annoying Namgung Clan punks as much as you want!

- ...I, I'm fine and well! You were curious about that, right? I'll go see you soon in a clone!

-...Cale-nim?

-...Knock knock?

-...Are you seeing my messages and ignoring them right now? How could you?!

Cale turned the screen off and pushed it into his pocket.

He then casually commented.

“Are you curious about what that is?”

“Definitely so.”

The Fist King immediately nodded his head.

“I thought it was a mirror but I feel a mysterious aura from it.”

‘Oh.’

Cale was amazed.

This was the first time someone said something like this about this mirror.

“What kind of aura did you feel?”

“It seems subdued despite its luxurious appearance, and... I also feel a heavy aura. Can I ask you what that is?”

Cale answered normally as he did not think it was anything much.

“There is this annoying god named the God of Death. He gave it to me. I can travel through worlds with this mirror.”

“Gasp.”

Elder Ho gasped.

‘The God of Death?

Travel through worlds?’

His pupils were shaking.

“I see. You definitely have what it takes to converse with gods like that.”

Elder Ho was even more astonished at the Fist King’s extremely calm response.

‘...Is he really an immortal or something?’

He could not fathom this young master Kim’s identity at all.

Furthermore, the Fist King...

‘His aura has changed.’

He truly seemed like a regular old man now. That was why he could not scope out how high his martial arts level might be.

“I can tell now that I have gotten to this point. You truly are amazing.”

And how strong must young master Kim be if that Fist King was talking about him like this?

“...But I'm not that amazing?”

Young master Kim seemed embarrassed as he scowled and mumbled back. Elder Ho could sense young master Kim’s martial arts level from his casual demeanor.

‘Amazing. He has reached such a level but is always respectful and speaks formally to others.’

His body and mind... Both seemed highly disciplined.

It was at that moment.

“They have arrived.”

Chief Eunuch Wi opened the door to the deserted house.

“Ahem.”

The Sword Saint let out a fake cough as he walked in.

He still did not seem too pleased about this.

- I have brought him.

Cale heard the Sword Saint's sound transmission in his mind.

Cale stood up and extended his hand toward the Sword Saint.

"Thank you for listening to our request.”

“...It is not something to be thankful for.”

The Sword Saint grabbed his hand before quickly letting go.

“Tae Wi. You do it.”

He then stepped back and motioned toward Namgung Tae Wi with his eyes.

“Yes, Ancestral Patriarch-nim.”

Namgung Tae Wi gently smiled as he walked forward. The Heavenly Guardians. As one of the squad leaders of that tenacious martial artist organization, he gave off a gentleness that was not visible.

“I have heard from the Ancestral Patriarch-nim. The Imperial family wishes to work with the Martial Arts Alliance to capture the Sword Demon?”

“Yes sir.”

Chief Eunuch Wi responded.

“...Is it that you desire the Sky Sword?”

Namgung Tae Wi asked gently but there was a sharpness hidden within his words.

His gaze headed toward Cale, who had sat back down.

“Of course.”

Wi with his eyes. It

and Cale... Both of them stepped

looking at Namgung Tae Wi and Chief

Sniff sniff.

looked

Sniff sniff.

Human, the priest’s

He was using his baggy

going on, Chief Eunuch Wi and Namgung Tae Wi were discussing the cooperation between the Imperial family and the Martial Arts

Martial Arts Alliance may differ from the wishes of the Namgung

as you wishing to

Eunuch Wi is

nodded his head at Raon’s

“What do you think?”

asked in a

saw Namgung Tae Wi’s gaze

better developed and he should have

matter if

moment

“Young master-nim.”

how to use sound transmission or magic

it even better

had no filter. Especially when

that is much worse than that of jiangshis. That guy does

Eunuch Wi, Elder Ho, the

of their eyes opened

You are saying it so

Saint shouted through a

it out? Immediately, like

asking in disbelief,

time beating

Saint and responded

“Let’s check right away.”

at the blankly standing Namgung Tae Wi. Namgung Tae Wi stopped looking at Cale and turned toward

about me? Did you just say that I am a living jiangshi?

He looked completely flabbergasted.

so honest that the

‘Maybe they are wrong?’

he

is a

most reliable and certain

Warrior Do. What

“It’s simple.”

Durst calmly commented.

Han, and Raon... Even Sui Khan and

Cult has created

at

Fist King’s sound

master Kim. Namgung Tae Wi flinched slightly

recalled a conversation he had with the people of the Central Plains before coming to

living jiangshis, however... We do

do not know how living jiangshis act. We also don't know how they

information in documents that his Majesty can check, however, it will take too long to return to Beijing to figure

go against them, we should find some peculiarities compared to normal people. The method of creating living jiangshis that the Blood Cult has recovered...

conversation with Chief Eunuch Wi and the Fist

thinking about that conversation as

Demon is the leader, right? They treat him as if he is a

Namgung Tae

Demon is a stupid

‘Ah.’

his

die! The Blood Demon is the weakest

then beckoned Namgung

“Please repeat those words.”

“Haaaa.”

couldn't help but

truly an unbelievable method!

comments in one ear

to Namgung Tae Wi, who looked

“You’ve been found out.”

have no idea what you are

just

"Excuse me?”

gaze at that moment. He was looking at Cale’s

Crackle-

flame was

of nature so suddenly like

pure aura of nature without

King was unable to take his eyes

“Ancestral Patriarch-nim.”

looked at the Sword Saint as if he could not believe this situation at

be saying something weird right

His pupils were shaking.

I am

Step step.

from Cale's group and

that living jiangshis were gone now, weren't they?

was slowly getting louder. Discomfort was

‘He looks human.’

guy

At that moment...

Wi stopped walking toward the Sword

grandfather. Did you know about this as

the

Tae Wi! How could I be a living jiangshi?! A jiangshi? I am a person of the Namgung Clan! I

“Tae Wi.”

Sword Saint clenched his

‘He's a person.'

thought about it, this guy in front of

was also his

“Grandfather!”

Wi started walking toward

Fist King were approaching him one step

does uncle know about this? No, more importantly,

“… Tae Wi.”

hearing Namgung Tae

it at that

teary eyes

that the only person he could trust in here was the Sword Saint as

at that

“Ugh!”

Someone suddenly groaned.

toward the

“The rotten stench......!”

was pinching his

scowled while pointing at Namgung

stench has gotten worse!

said that much... Cale opened

"Grab him.”

already reaching for Namgung Tae

“No-!”

after seeing the Fist King’s hand reaching

he saw the internal ki

arm might break if that

“G, grandfather!”

looked anxious as he reached out toward the

an extremely shocked person reaching out to someone he could trust for

‘It’s confusing.’

thought that it did not

“Tae Wi!”

grabbed both of Namgung

“Grandfather-!

Tae Wi smiled in relief toward the

Riiiiiip-!

Fist King grabbed the edges

He then ripped it.

Namgung Tae Wi's

looks like a

It was too normal.

of the skin to the movement of the

complexion was even better than

at that

“You, you-”

Sword Saint's voice was