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

Ooooooooong-

sparkling pebbles of light almost exploded out of his

aura started to

form

but had its mouth shut as if it

closed his eyes the moment he saw the

‘They’re the same.’

black

the solitude and silence that you could only have after

and his black yong were waiting for

In that case…

“Of course.”

since my esteemed paternal cousin

Jung Soo opened his

then pulled out his

sword came out of its scabbard

Ooooooooong-

white aura poured out of his sword and

Han’s hands tightened the moment he saw the

was different from the white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s

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

himself while looking at the

rougher while

two of

sword art. That

Jung Soo’s sword art, seemed to become similar to him for a moment before the two of their

to be

were different people and had lived

their true natures were

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

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

some mysterious roars

attacked the

back against

Baaaaaang-

loud noise shook

in

attention to the

and white yongs intertwining with each other while

Baaaaang—!

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

yong then

cleverly tightened around the black yong

Choi Han laughed.

Choi Han to attack first but he was doing more attacking right

nothing he could do about

his way

and rough

Soo

It was smooth.

he was more detailed than before, he was also

did not make him look unsightly. He looked

mud but waited and watched until the opponent ran wild to kill it off in

was so beautiful that the Sword Demon

couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts were

the black yong after

with the God of Death after dying, had definitely changed but he

sword held loneliness

also full of

full of the determination to protect

must have sharpened it and sharpened it some

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

clenched his eyes

no one to protect

Soo’s

unfamiliar and awkward

cousin once removed, you’re going

Han let out a short

“No way.”

slowly

in the Forest of Darkness for

moved without caring about

was

was Choi

his friends got hurt and wanted the enemies to attack him

was

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

that was full of despair as if they were stars in the night sky was probably

would not have been able to

Han could

sensing

Clang!

even with your eyes

eyes while listening

Soo was

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

you don’t

Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still on

was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the

his

blocked his attacks with the

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

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

being a simple spar.

breathing was not even slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs were slowly becoming

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

text was

been contemplating

Soo. Is that really the Sky Sword of the

Jung Soo

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

Choi

violently swing his black

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

Soo gave him was not labeled as the Sky

believed Choi Jung Soo when he said it was

martial art suited

that martial art way too

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

a martial arts text