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 at the

Ooooooooong-

of light almost exploded out of

aura started to

form of an

if it had been silent in

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment he saw the

‘They’re the same.’

black yong’s eyes were the

had the solitude and silence that you could only have after living a long

and his black yong

In that case…

“Of course.”

my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is calling

Soo opened

then pulled out

sword came out of its scabbard and showed

Ooooooooong-

of his sword and

tightened the moment

Choi Jung Soo’s memories he had seen in

but now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert had put

thought to himself while looking at the

even rougher while Choi Jung Soo’s became more

of

family sword art.

roots grew and Choi Han, who was temporarily affected by Choi Jung Soo’s sword art, seemed to become

to

of them were different people and had lived different

of their true

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

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

mysterious roars in

white attacked the

back against

Baaaaaang-

noise shook the training

Raon’s shield appeared in front

was paying any attention to the shield. Even Raon himself

all focused on the black and white yongs intertwining with

Baaaaang—!

Han aimed for an opening. However, Choi Jung Soo turned his

black yong then

yong leisurely dodged and cleverly tightened around the

Choi Han laughed.

to attack first but he was doing more attacking right

there was nothing he could

was his way of

violent and

Jung Soo was

It was smooth.

he was more detailed than before, he

not make him

fall into the dirty mud but waited and

beautiful that the Sword

couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts were

black yong after seeing Choi Jung

Death after dying, had definitely changed

held

was also full of

of the determination to protect the thing

and sharpened it some more for

to be stealthy and sharp since he

Han clenched his eyes

was no one to

Choi Jung Soo’s voice at

unfamiliar and awkward

you’re going to

out a

“No way.”

was slowly becoming

the despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not even count the days

moved without caring about his

point, that was how his sword had

was Choi Han’s

forward before his friends got hurt and wanted the

was

if he didn’t, his friends would find a way to take down

black aura that was full of despair as if they

would not have been

could not laugh

his sword after sensing a

Clang!

so well even with

while listening to Choi Jung Soo’s

Jung Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you

with the smile still on his

art you gave me was the thoughts of someone

Han swung his sword

attacks with the smile now gone

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

multiple places and continuous

being a simple spar. However, the

slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs were slowly

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

text was a bit

Choi Han had been contemplating

Soo. Is that really the Sky Sword of

Jung Soo became

at Choi Han with a stiff expression on his face.

hand, Choi Han did

violently swing his black aura around

Sky Sword. Such rumors would not spread for no reason. However, is what you gave me really the Sword

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

just believed Choi Jung Soo when he said it

martial art suited

Han had learned that martial art way

he could tell after reading through the writer’s hidden

text with your