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-

with sparkling pebbles of light almost exploded out of his

started to take

form of an Asian

rough but had its mouth shut as if it

eyes the moment he

‘They’re the same.’

this black yong’s eyes were the

that you could only

Han and his black yong were

In that case…

“Of course.”

my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is calling

Soo

pulled out

iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

aura poured out of his sword and

moment

Choi

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

thought to himself while

even rougher while Choi Jung

of the two of their sword arts was the

sword art. That was

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

was to

were different people and

two of their true natures were the

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

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

some mysterious roars in the air

white attacked the

back

Baaaaaang-

extremely loud noise shook the

in front of

attention to the shield. Even Raon himself was

black and white yongs intertwining with each other

Baaaaang—!

Jung Soo turned his body ever so slightly with exquisite movement to make

then bared its fangs

tightened around the black yong to

Choi Han laughed.

first but he was doing more attacking

was nothing he could

was his way of

and rough

Jung Soo

It was smooth.

more detailed than

did not make him look unsightly. He

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

art was so beautiful that the Sword Demon

couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

was not because he created the black yong after seeing

of Death after dying, had

sword held

also

determination to protect

sharpened

as he needed to be stealthy

clenched

was no one

Soo’s voice at

was even more unfamiliar and awkward

you’re going

let out a

“No way.”

slowly becoming

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 count the

caring

point, that was how

was Choi

friends got hurt and

he was

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

in his black aura that was full of despair as if they were stars in the night

Jung Soo would not have

Han could

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy aura approaching

Clang!

so well even

while listening to Choi Jung Soo’s

Jung Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with the smile

me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the

his sword without

Soo blocked his attacks with the smile now gone from his

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

being destroyed in multiple places and continuous explosions could be

quite destructive for being a simple spar. However, the two of them

but their swords and their yongs were slowly becoming

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

was

a reason Choi Han had been

really the

Soo

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

the other hand, Choi

violently swing his black aura

they are right about you having the Sky Sword. Such rumors would not spread for no reason. However, is what you gave

text that Choi Jung Soo gave

when

martial art suited

learned that

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