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.”

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

Saint and Cale...

looking at

Sniff sniff.

stealthily looked to his

Sniff sniff.

Human, the priest’s

He was using his baggy sleeves to

was going on, Chief Eunuch Wi and Namgung Tae Wi were

may differ from the wishes of

I take that as you

Human, Chief Eunuch Wi is great at

nodded his head at Raon’s comment before

“What do you think?”

asked in a

saw Namgung Tae Wi’s gaze head toward them at that

senses were better developed

matter

noticed it the moment he saw

“Young master-nim.”

know how to use

it even better smelling it

this priest had no

that is much worse than that of

Wi, Elder Ho, the Sword

four of their eyes

are saying

Sword Saint shouted through a

even feeling it out? Immediately, like

was asking in disbelief,

beating around the

at the Sword Saint and responded out loud since he couldn't use

“Let’s check right away.”

standing Namgung Tae Wi. Namgung Tae Wi stopped looking

Did you just say that I am a living jiangshi? Living jiangshi,

He looked completely flabbergasted.

so honest that the Sword

‘Maybe they are wrong?’

he had that

is a way to

reliable and certain right now

What way

“It’s simple.”

Durst calmly commented.

Choi Han, and Raon... Even Sui Khan and Cale’s gazes were

Cult has

was at

sound transmission reached Cale’s

master Kim. Namgung Tae Wi flinched slightly the moment the Blood Cult was

conversation he had with the people of the Central Plains

do not know

jiangshis

check, however, it will take too long to return to Beijing to figure that

to normal people. The method of creating living jiangshis that the

conversation with Chief Eunuch Wi and the

conversation as he heard

a religion? The Blood Demon is the leader, right? They treat him as if he is a god?

Namgung

is a stupid

‘Ah.’

his eyes

the weakest most useless thing in the world! The Blood Demon does not deserve to

beckoned Namgung

“Please repeat those words.”

“Haaaa.”

couldn't help but

H, human. T, that is truly an unbelievable method! Is the old priest out

one ear and

spoke to Namgung Tae Wi, who looked completely

“You’ve been found out.”

what

we just have

"Excuse me?”

flinched and turned his gaze at that moment. He was looking at Cale’s

Crackle-

small flame was rising from

can release the aura of nature so

without any internal ki

Fist King was unable to take his eyes

“Ancestral Patriarch-nim.”

Tae Wi looked at the Sword Saint as if

sirs seem to be saying something weird

His pupils were shaking.

I am a living

Step step.

Tae Wi stepped away from Cale's group and

What kind of nonsense is that?! I thought that living jiangshis were

was slowly getting

‘He looks human.’

thought that this guy really looked

At that moment...

Tae Wi stopped walking toward the Sword

Patriarch-nim, no, grandfather. Did you know about this as

the Sword Saint with

person of the Namgung Clan! I know I am

“Tae Wi.”

clenched his eyes

‘He's a person.'

how much he thought about it, this

also

“Grandfather!”

walking toward the Sword

and the Fist King were approaching him one step at a

this doesn't seem right! Does the patriarch-nim, no, does uncle know about this? No, more importantly, does my

“… Tae Wi.”

his eyes after hearing Namgung Tae Wi bring

it at that

Tae Wi's teary

must have still thought that the only person he could trust in here was the Sword Saint as he extended his

was at

“Ugh!”

Someone suddenly groaned.

turned toward

“The rotten stench......!”

pinching

scowled while pointing at Namgung

stench has gotten worse! We need

that much... Cale opened his mouth

"Grab him.”

already reaching for Namgung Tae Wi before Cale could even

“No-!”

body reached after seeing the Fist King’s

saw the internal ki gathered in

might break if that internal

“G, grandfather!”

Tae Wi looked anxious as he reached out toward the Sword

person reaching

‘It’s confusing.’

Cale thought that it did not look

“Tae Wi!”

grabbed both of Namgung

“Grandfather-!

relief toward the Sword Saint

Riiiiiip-!

edges of Namgung Tae Wi's

He then ripped it.

Namgung

really looks like a

It was too normal.

to the movement of the muscles... everything looked

complexion was even

at

“You, you-”

Saint's voice was