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.”

sword started to roar at

Ooooooooong-

black power with sparkling pebbles of light almost exploded out of his

started to take

form of

its mouth shut as if it had been silent in a

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment he

‘They’re the same.’

Han and this black yong’s

and silence that you could only have after living

his black yong

In that case…

“Of course.”

since my esteemed

Soo opened

then pulled out his

iron sword came out of its scabbard and showed

Ooooooooong-

aura poured out of

hands tightened the moment he saw

the white yong from Choi Jung

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 it. It

while looking at the two

while Choi Jung

the two of their sword

Choi family sword art. That

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

to be

of them were different people and had lived

the two of their

hearts with the same things

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

some mysterious roars in the air two

attacked

black fought back against

Baaaaaang-

loud noise shook the

shield appeared in front

nobody was paying any attention to the shield. Even

and white yongs intertwining with each other while

Baaaaang—!

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

yong then bared its

cleverly tightened around the

Choi Han laughed.

Choi Han to attack first but he was doing

was nothing he could do about

was his way of

and rough

Soo was

It was smooth.

than before, he

not make him look unsightly.

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

beautiful that

he couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

the black yong after seeing Choi Jung Soo’s white

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

sword held loneliness in

was also

was full of the determination to

and sharpened it some more for that

to be stealthy and sharp

clenched his

no one

Soo’s voice

was even more unfamiliar and

cousin once removed, you’re

let out a short

“No way.”

aura was slowly becoming

despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not even count the days properly, without

caring

that was how

Choi Han’s

friends got

he was not

defeated the enemy, but even if he didn’t,

became 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

Jung Soo would not have been able

Han could not laugh

after sensing

Clang!

well even with your eyes

while listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t want to

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with

you gave me was the thoughts of someone

swung his

blocked his attacks with the smile now gone from his

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

being destroyed in multiple places and

spar. However, the

was not even slightly heavy but their swords and their

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

was a

was a reason Choi Han had been contemplating things while looking

Soo. Is that really the Sky Sword of the Sword

Soo became

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

other hand, Choi Han did

his

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

old text that Choi Jung Soo gave him was not labeled

believed Choi Jung Soo when

art suited

learned that martial

after reading through the writer’s hidden thoughts that were

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