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

Ooooooooong-

with sparkling pebbles of light almost

started to take

the form of an

violent and rough but had its mouth shut as if

eyes the moment he saw

‘They’re the same.’

this black yong’s

the solitude and silence that you could

his black yong were

In that case…

“Of course.”

have to go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed

Jung Soo

pulled out

shabby iron sword came out of its scabbard and

Ooooooooong-

of

tightened the moment he saw the

from the white yong from Choi

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

himself while looking

even rougher while Choi Jung

of the two of their sword arts

art. That was their

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

to be

them were different

their true natures

family and filled their hearts

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

mysterious

white attacked the

fought back against

Baaaaaang-

noise

Raon’s shield appeared in front

paying any attention to the shield. Even Raon himself was

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

Baaaaang—!

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

then

cleverly tightened around

Choi Han laughed.

Han to attack first but he was doing more

there was nothing he could do

was his way of

violent and rough

Jung Soo was

It was smooth.

more detailed than before, he was also

not make him look unsightly. He looked

elegant existence that did not fall into the dirty mud but waited and watched until the opponent ran wild

art was so beautiful that the Sword Demon

couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts were

he created the black

Soo, who had worked with the God of Death after dying, had definitely

sword held

was also

full of the determination to protect the thing he had

sharpened it and sharpened it some more for

Jung Soo probably had no choice as he needed to be stealthy and sharp since he moved

clenched his eyes

was no one to protect

heard Choi Jung Soo’s

unfamiliar and

removed, you’re going to lose like

Han let out a

“No way.”

aura was slowly becoming

and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that

without caring about

point, that was how his

Choi

forward before his friends got hurt and wanted the enemies

he was not

didn’t, his friends would find a way to take down the enemy while he

despair as if

Jung Soo would not have been able

Han could not laugh

after sensing a stealthy aura

Clang!

even with your eyes closed,

listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you

with the smile still on

the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the sky and become the sky

swung his sword

Soo blocked his attacks with the smile now

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

in multiple places and

quite destructive for being a simple spar. However,

even slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs

conversation was buried in the explosion that only the

that text was a bit

a reason Choi Han had been contemplating things while

that really the Sky Sword of the Sword

Jung Soo

with a stiff expression on his face. He simply swung his

Choi Han

violently swing his black aura around

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

Soo gave him was not labeled

when he said

suited me quite

had learned that martial art way

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

arts text with your thoughts in it,