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-

pebbles of

started to take

was the form

if it had been silent

eyes the moment he

‘They’re the same.’

and this black yong’s eyes were

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

Han and his black yong

In that case…

“Of course.”

to go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is

Jung Soo

pulled out his

iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

poured out of his sword and created a

Han’s hands tightened the moment

white yong from Choi Jung

extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if

to himself while looking at the

while

origin of the two of their sword

art. That

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

was to

were different people and had lived

two of their true natures were

filled their hearts with

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

mysterious roars

attacked the

back against the

Baaaaaang-

noise shook the

appeared in

attention to the shield.

all focused on the black and white yongs intertwining with

Baaaaang—!

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

black yong then bared

and cleverly tightened around the black yong

Choi Han laughed.

to attack first but he was doing more attacking

there was nothing he could do about

his

and rough

Soo was

It was smooth.

was more detailed than before, he was also

did not make him look unsightly. He

did not fall into the dirty mud but waited and

that the Sword Demon title

he couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts were

black yong after seeing Choi Jung Soo’s

with the God of Death after dying,

held loneliness

also

was full of the determination to protect

have sharpened it and sharpened it some

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

Han clenched his eyes

one to protect

Choi Jung Soo’s voice at

even more unfamiliar

cousin once removed, you’re going to lose like

Han let out a short

“No way.”

aura was slowly

the Forest of Darkness for such

without caring about his

that was how

Choi Han’s

to step forward before his friends got hurt

he was not

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

that was full of despair as if

not have been able

Han could not

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy aura approaching

Clang!

even with

listening to Choi

Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

you don’t

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still

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

his sword without

with the smile

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

destroyed in multiple

spar. However, the two of them

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

was buried in the

was a bit

was a reason Choi Han had been contemplating things while

the Sky Sword of the

Soo

Han with a stiff expression on his

the other hand, Choi Han did not stop

violently swing his black

having the Sky Sword. Such rumors would not spread

Choi Jung Soo gave him was

when he said it was the Sky

art suited me quite

learned that martial art way

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