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.”

to Chief Eunuch Wi with his eyes. It

Saint and Cale...

stopped looking at Namgung Tae

Sniff sniff.

looked to

Sniff sniff.

the priest’s face looks

using his baggy sleeves to

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

wishes of the Martial Arts Alliance may differ from the wishes of the

Namgung, can I take that as you wishing to go

Wi

Raon’s comment before making

“What do you think?”

asked in a

saw Namgung Tae Wi’s gaze head toward them

martial artist, his senses were better developed

didn’t matter if

noticed it the moment

“Young master-nim.”

know how to use

even better smelling it up

had no filter.

worse than that of

Wi, Elder Ho, the Sword Saint, and Mok

their eyes opened

saying it so

shouted

feeling it out? Immediately,

asking in disbelief,

beating

and responded

“Let’s check right away.”

Tae

Did you just say that I am a living jiangshi?

He looked completely flabbergasted.

face looked so honest that the Sword Saint’s pupils shook for

‘Maybe they are wrong?’

moment he had

is

seemed most reliable and

Do. What way is

“It’s simple.”

Durst calmly commented.

Han, and Raon... Even Sui Khan

Blood Cult has created

at

sound transmission reached

Young master Kim. Namgung Tae Wi flinched slightly the moment the Blood

he had with the people of the Central Plains before coming to

of living jiangshis, however... We do not know any specifics about

we do not know how living jiangshis act.

can check, however,

to normal people. The method of creating living jiangshis that the Blood Cult has recovered... I am curious about those

Chief Eunuch Wi and the Fist

that conversation as he heard Durst's

is a religion? The Blood Demon is the

Namgung

Demon is a stupid

‘Ah.’

his eyes

Demon is the weakest most useless thing in the world!

beckoned

“Please repeat those words.”

“Haaaa.”

help

H, human. T, that is truly an unbelievable method!

let Raon's comments in one ear

spoke to Namgung Tae Wi, who looked completely

“You’ve been found out.”

what you are talking about,

we just

"Excuse me?”

at that moment.

Crackle-

flame was rising from

of nature so

pure aura of nature without any

the Fist King was unable to take his eyes away from the

“Ancestral Patriarch-nim.”

Sword Saint as if he

sirs seem to be saying something weird

His pupils were shaking.

sounds like everybody feels certain that I am

Step step.

stepped away from Cale's group and toward the

of nonsense is that?! I thought that living jiangshis were gone now, weren't they? We

slowly getting louder.

‘He looks human.’

that this guy really

At that moment...

Wi stopped walking toward the Sword

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

the

be a living jiangshi?! A jiangshi? I am a person of the Namgung Clan! I know I am not a direct descendant, but

“Tae Wi.”

Sword Saint clenched

‘He's a person.'

how much he thought about it, this guy

also

“Grandfather!”

Tae Wi started walking toward the Sword Saint

were approaching him one step at a

the patriarch-nim, no, does uncle know about this? No, more importantly, does my father know about this? What

“… Tae Wi.”

his eyes after hearing Namgung Tae Wi bring

it at

saw Namgung Tae Wi's teary eyes

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

was at

“Ugh!”

Someone suddenly groaned.

turned toward the

“The rotten stench......!”

pinching his

scowled while pointing at

rotten stench has gotten

that much... Cale opened his mouth to

"Grab him.”

reaching for Namgung Tae Wi

“No-!”

reached after seeing the Fist King’s

saw the internal ki gathered in the Fist

break if that

“G, grandfather!”

looked anxious as he reached

looked like an extremely shocked person reaching

‘It’s confusing.’

moment even Cale thought that it did not look

“Tae Wi!”

Saint grabbed both of Namgung Tae Wi’s

“Grandfather-!

relief toward the Sword Saint for believing

Riiiiiip-!

grabbed the edges

He then ripped it.

Namgung Tae

looks

It was too normal.

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

even

at

“You, you-”

Sword Saint's voice