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.”

before motioning to Chief Eunuch Wi with his eyes. It was a

Cale... Both of them

looking at Namgung Tae

Sniff sniff.

looked to

Sniff sniff.

the priest’s face looks

his baggy

and Namgung Tae Wi were discussing

Arts Alliance may differ from

Noble Warrior Namgung, can I take that as you wishing to go against the will

Chief Eunuch Wi is great

at Raon’s

“What do you think?”

in a low

Tae Wi’s

a martial artist, his senses were better developed and he should have heard Cale’s

didn’t matter if he

the moment he saw

“Young master-nim.”

how to use sound

it even better smelling

had no filter. Especially

stench that is much worse than that of jiangshis.

Elder Ho, the Sword Saint,

their eyes

You are saying it

Saint shouted

it out? Immediately,

asking in disbelief,

beating around

responded out loud since he couldn't use

“Let’s check right away.”

got up and looked at the blankly standing Namgung Tae Wi. Namgung Tae Wi stopped looking at Cale

you talking about me? Did you just say that I am a

He looked completely flabbergasted.

the Sword Saint’s pupils

‘Maybe they are wrong?’

he

there is

most reliable and certain right

Warrior Do. What

“It’s simple.”

Durst calmly commented.

people from the Central Plains, Ron, Beacrox, Choi Han, and Raon... Even Sui Khan and Cale’s gazes were focused

has created

was at

King’s sound transmission reached Cale’s

Wi flinched slightly the moment the Blood Cult

a conversation he had with the people of the

jiangshis, however... We do not know any specifics about their

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

can check, however, it will take

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

with Chief Eunuch Wi

was thinking about that conversation

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

Namgung Tae

is a stupid

‘Ah.’

clenched his

is the weakest most

then beckoned Namgung Tae

“Please repeat those words.”

“Haaaa.”

couldn't help

that is truly an unbelievable

one

to Namgung Tae Wi, who looked completely

“You’ve been found out.”

idea what you

we just have to

"Excuse me?”

King flinched and turned his gaze at that

Crackle-

small flame was rising from

of nature so

pure aura of nature without any internal ki

unable to take his

“Ancestral Patriarch-nim.”

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

to be

His pupils were shaking.

I am a

Step step.

Wi stepped away from Cale's group and toward

jiangshis were gone now, weren't they? We have not

slowly getting louder. Discomfort was visible on his

‘He looks human.’

this guy really

At that moment...

Tae Wi stopped walking

you know

the Sword

be a living jiangshi?! A jiangshi? I am a person

“Tae Wi.”

Sword Saint clenched his eyes

‘He's a person.'

about it, this guy in front

was also his

“Grandfather!”

Wi started walking

approaching him one step at a time as he

know about this? No, more importantly, does my father know about this? What about my

“… Tae Wi.”

his eyes after hearing Namgung Tae Wi bring up his

saw it at that

teary eyes that were feeling

that the only person he could trust in here was the Sword Saint as he extended his hand toward the Sword Saint in

was at that

“Ugh!”

Someone suddenly groaned.

toward

“The rotten stench......!”

pinching his

pointing at Namgung Tae

stench has gotten

he said that much... Cale opened his

"Grab him.”

was already reaching for Namgung

“No-!”

body reached after seeing the

the internal

Tae Wi's arm might break if that

“G, grandfather!”

looked anxious as he reached

shocked person reaching out to

‘It’s confusing.’

even Cale thought that it did not look

“Tae Wi!”

Sword Saint grabbed both of Namgung Tae

“Grandfather-!

relief toward the Sword Saint for believing

Riiiiiip-!

edges of Namgung Tae Wi's

He then ripped it.

Namgung

really looks like a

It was too normal.

skin to the movement of the muscles... everything looked

complexion was even better

at that

“You, you-”

Sword Saint's