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.”

Han’s sword started to roar at

Ooooooooong-

pebbles of light almost

black aura started to take

the form of an

was violent and rough but had its mouth shut as if it had been silent in a deep

eyes the moment he saw the

‘They’re the same.’

black yong’s eyes were

the solitude and silence that you could

his black

In that case…

“Of course.”

have to go since my esteemed paternal cousin

Soo opened

then pulled

came out of its scabbard and

Ooooooooong-

poured out of his sword and created

tightened the moment

was different from the white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s memories he had

at that time as well, but now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as

while

rougher while Choi Jung

origin of the two of their

art. That was their

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

to

them were different people and

their true natures were the

their hearts with the same things and ended up taking up

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

heard some mysterious roars in the air two

white attacked the

fought back against

Baaaaaang-

loud noise

shield appeared in front of the

paying any attention to the shield. Even

black and white yongs intertwining with each other while baring their fangs at one

Baaaaang—!

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

yong then bared

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

his way

and

Soo was

It was smooth.

was more detailed than before, he

not make him look

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

art was so beautiful that the Sword Demon title

couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

not because he created the black yong after seeing

Death after dying, had definitely changed but he

held loneliness in

was also full of

of the determination to protect the thing

must have sharpened it and sharpened it

no choice as he needed to be stealthy

Han clenched

was no one to

Soo’s

was even more unfamiliar and awkward

cousin once removed, you’re going to lose

out a

“No way.”

was slowly becoming more

in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not even count the days properly, without any

without caring about his

some point, that was how his

was Choi

wanted to step forward before his friends got

he was not

if he defeated the enemy, but even if he didn’t, his friends would find

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

would not have been able to do

Han could not

sensing

Clang!

block so well even with your eyes closed,

his eyes while listening to Choi Jung

Soo was

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t want

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still on

the thoughts of

Han swung his sword without

Jung Soo blocked his attacks with the smile

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

training ground was being destroyed in multiple places and continuous explosions could be

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

slightly heavy but their swords and their

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

that text was

was a reason Choi Han had been contemplating things while looking

the Sky

Soo

Han with a stiff expression on

hand, Choi Han did not stop

to violently swing his black aura around

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

gave him was

Soo when

art suited me quite

had learned that martial art way too

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

a martial arts text with your thoughts in it, wasn’t