Trash of the Count's Family

Cale nonchalantly commented after receiving the gazes of the two Choi family people.

“What are you looking at?”

Choi Han closed his mouth while Choi Jung Soo immediately responded.

“Wait, you suddenly want us to fight?! Wait, this is, a bit-”

“Since when do you make an appointment to fight? A punk who fought extremely respectfully by scheduling all of them ended up with the title of Sword Demon?”

“Wait, but still-!”

Choi Jung Soo could not finish his sentence and just pounded his chest in frustration.

“Young master-nim.”

However, Cale sat down on a comfortable chair that Ron brought from somewhere and leisurely looked up at the sky.

“The sun will be setting soon. Hurry up.”

Next to Cale was Raon, whose eyes were sparkling, Durst, who looked refreshed, Beacrox, who was standing there watching with his arms crossed, and Sui Khan, who was chuckling for some reason.

Three people who looked nervous, Chief Eunuch Wi, the Fist King, and his great-granddaughter were all there as well.

The people from the Orthodox faction and the Unorthodox faction were not invited to the training ground. It was not mentioned to them at all.

As for Toonka, he seemed to always be playing with those Unorthodox faction bastards these days as it was hard to see him.

‘That does make me a bit anxious.’

Not having an eye on Toonka did make Cale a bit concerned. He was someone you couldn’t figure out at all.

‘Well, I’m sure he’ll take care of himself.’

Even if Toonka did cause an issue, what else could it be other than breaking something? Toonka was tough so he would walk back on his own two feet even if he was pummeled, so Cale didn’t have to worry about him getting so hurt that he couldn’t contact-

‘Holy moly.’

Cale got the chills at that moment.

‘Did I just worry about Toonka?

I must have gone crazy.’

Cale couldn’t even think about the people looking at him as he shook his head.

He could not accept the flow of his current thoughts.

He suddenly heard Choi Han’s voice at that moment.

“I will do it, Cale-nim.”

“Haaaa. I guess I have no choice.”

Choi Jung Soo shrugged his shoulders as if he had no choice.

Cale looked at the two people who agreed to fight without needing much convincing and warned them.

“This is a spar so no fatal injuries.”

He just ignored Choi Jung Soo who was looking at him with a gaze asking if that even needed to be said.

It was because the important part of his comment still needed to be said.

“However, if you half-ass it and I don’t like it, we will keep going. We will keep going even if we need to stay up all night.”

“What?!”

Choi Jung Soo became upset and shouted but Cale pointed to Raon.

“You don’t need to worry about us getting hurt.”

He then pointed at Sui Khan, Ron, and Beacrox.

“There are also people to stop you if you guys get too serious.”

Cale then crossed his arms as he continued.

“You guys both wanted to fight each other, didn’t you?”

As the two Choi men flinched…

“Isn’t this easier for you guys than talking?”

The two of them looked at each other after hearing that question.

One corner of Cale’s lips twisted up as he watched.

‘Funny punks.’

He made one last comment and stopped talking.

“Get started.”

Then there was silence.

Nobody said anything to the two of them.

There was only silence between the two of them as well.

Choi Han could not figure out what to say.

He always felt this way when looking at Choi Jung Soo.

‘Choi Jung Soo.’

Just thinking of his name made him feel like he couldn’t breathe while he could still do so.

Choi Jung Soo looked older than him but he was still his nephew.

He had seen Choi Jung Soo’s life.

How he had lived, how he had died…

That led to Choi Han carrying on Choi Jung Soo’s traces in his sword, creating the black yong.

‘In some ways, he is my master.’

Choi Jung Soo was younger than him but he was still a sort of master to him.

This Sky Sword martial art was given to him by Choi Jung Soo as well.

‘But still…’

For some reason, he wanted to be the one to say something first this time.

Choi Han firmed his resolve.

He spoke to the guy who couldn’t hide his shaking pupils when looking at him, the guy with so many emotions in his eyes.

“Come.”

started to roar

Ooooooooong-

of light

black aura started to take

form

was violent and rough but had its mouth shut as if it

eyes

‘They’re the same.’

black yong’s eyes were the

you could only have after living a

and his black yong were waiting for

In that case…

“Of course.”

go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is calling

Jung Soo opened

pulled

iron sword came out of its scabbard

Ooooooooong-

out of his

moment he

was different from the white yong from Choi Jung

beauty as if an expert had put in all of their strength over and over to

while looking at

while Choi Jung Soo’s became

of the two of their sword

sword art. That

was temporarily affected by Choi Jung Soo’s sword art, seemed to become similar to him for a moment before the

to be

two of them were different people and had

two of their

and filled their hearts

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

heard some mysterious roars in the air

attacked

black fought back against

Baaaaaang-

extremely loud noise shook the

Raon’s shield appeared in front

any attention to the

intertwining with each other while baring their fangs at one

Baaaaang—!

for an opening. However, Choi Jung Soo turned his body ever so slightly with exquisite movement to make the sword

then bared its fangs

cleverly tightened around the black yong to

Choi Han laughed.

told Choi Han to attack first but he was doing more

there was nothing he could do about

his way of

and rough

Soo

It was smooth.

more detailed than before, he was

him look

into the dirty mud but waited and watched until the opponent ran wild to kill

sword art was so beautiful that the Sword Demon

couldn’t

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts were

not because he created the black yong after

worked with the God of Death after dying, had definitely

held loneliness in

also full of

the determination to protect the thing

it and sharpened it some more for that

needed to be stealthy and sharp

Han clenched his

no one to protect

Soo’s

more unfamiliar

cousin once removed, you’re going to lose like

let out a short

“No way.”

was slowly becoming more

his true nature, the despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not even

moved without caring

point, that was how his

Choi Han’s

to step forward before his friends got hurt and wanted the enemies to attack

he was

great if he defeated the enemy, but even if he didn’t,

light called hope became infused in his black aura that was full of despair as if they were stars in the night sky was probably because of this

Jung Soo would not have been able to do

could

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy aura approaching

Clang!

block so well even

opened his eyes while listening to

Soo was

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t want to

with

sword art you gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the

his

blocked his attacks with the smile now gone

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

was being destroyed in multiple places and continuous

spar. However, the two of them did

heavy but their swords and

of their conversation was buried in the explosion that only the two of

was a

Choi Han had been contemplating things while

Soo. Is that really the Sky Sword of

Soo

looked at Choi Han with a stiff expression on his face. He simply swung his sword

other hand, Choi Han did not

swing his black

would not spread for no reason. However, is what

Soo gave him

believed Choi Jung Soo when he

suited me

had learned that martial art way

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