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.”

sword started to roar at the same

Ooooooooong-

with sparkling pebbles of light almost exploded out of

black aura started to

form of an

and rough but had its mouth shut as if it had

closed his eyes the moment he

‘They’re the same.’

this black

you

and his black yong were waiting

In that case…

“Of course.”

I have to go since my esteemed

Soo opened

pulled

a shabby iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

white aura poured out of his sword

Han’s hands tightened the moment he

from the white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s memories he

been a beautiful yong at that time as well, but now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert had put in all of their strength over and over to create it. It almost

thought to himself while looking at the two

Han’s became even rougher while Choi Jung Soo’s became

two of their sword arts

art.

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

to

them were different people

their

same family and filled their hearts with the same things and ended

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

they heard some mysterious roars

white attacked

fought back against the

Baaaaaang-

extremely loud noise

shield appeared in front

any attention to the shield. Even Raon himself was

were all focused on the black and white yongs intertwining with each other while

Baaaaang—!

his body ever

black yong then bared its

cleverly tightened around the black yong to suffocate

Choi Han laughed.

told Choi Han to attack first but he was doing

was nothing he could

was his

violent and rough

Soo was

It was smooth.

he was more detailed than before, he was also

it did not make him look unsightly.

did not fall into the dirty mud but waited

beautiful that the Sword Demon title

couldn’t

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

not because he created the black

with the God of Death after dying,

held loneliness

also full of

to protect the thing he had

sharpened it some

as he needed to be stealthy and sharp since he moved

clenched his eyes

one

Choi Jung Soo’s voice

unfamiliar and awkward than

removed, you’re going to

Han let out a short

“No way.”

slowly becoming

showing his true nature, the despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that

without caring about

point, that was

Choi Han’s

got hurt and wanted the enemies to

was not

defeated the enemy, but even if he didn’t, his friends would find a way to take

full of despair as if they were stars in the night

not have been able to do

Han could not laugh

after sensing a stealthy aura approaching

Clang!

even with your eyes closed,

listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you don’t want

Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still

Sky Sword. The sword art you gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the

his

his attacks with the smile now gone from his

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

being destroyed in multiple places and continuous explosions

for being a simple spar. However, the

their swords and

two of their conversation was buried in the explosion that only the two of them could hear each

was a bit

been contemplating things

Is that really the Sky Sword

Jung Soo became

just looked at Choi Han with a stiff expression on his face.

other hand, Choi Han

to violently swing his black aura around while calmly

about you having the Sky Sword. Such rumors would not spread for

text that Choi Jung Soo gave him was not labeled as the Sky

Soo when he said it was the

art suited

had learned that

he could tell after reading through the writer’s hidden thoughts that were visible

text was a martial arts text with your thoughts in it,