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

Ooooooooong-

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

started to take

the form of

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

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment

‘They’re the same.’

Han and this black yong’s eyes were

that you could only have after

Han and his black yong were

In that case…

“Of course.”

to go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is

Soo

then pulled

moment a shabby iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

poured out of his sword and created

moment

white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s

been a beautiful yong at that 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

thought to himself while looking

while

of the two of their sword arts

sword art.

Han, who was temporarily affected by Choi Jung Soo’s sword art,

was to

them were different people and

the two of their true natures

family and filled their hearts with the

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

mysterious roars in the

white attacked

black fought back

Baaaaaang-

noise shook

shield appeared in front

to the shield. Even Raon

and white yongs intertwining with each other while baring

Baaaaang—!

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

black yong then bared its

cleverly tightened around the black

Choi Han laughed.

attack first but he was doing

nothing he could do about

was his

violent and rough

Soo

It was smooth.

he was more detailed than before, he was also

not make him look unsightly. He

fall into the dirty mud but

sword art was so beautiful that the Sword Demon title

he couldn’t

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts

because he created the black yong

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

held

also full of

the determination to protect the thing he had

and sharpened it some more for that

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

clenched his

no one to

Jung Soo’s voice at

was even more unfamiliar and awkward

you’re going

out a short

“No way.”

slowly becoming

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

caring about his

was how his sword

was Choi Han’s

his friends got hurt and wanted the

he was not

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

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

could

sword after sensing a stealthy aura approaching

Clang!

even with your eyes

while listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you don’t want to

stiffened with the smile still on

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

Han swung his sword

his attacks with the smile now gone from

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

destroyed in multiple

being a simple spar. However, the

breathing was not even slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs

of their conversation was buried in

text was

a reason Choi Han had been contemplating

Is that really the Sky Sword

Jung Soo became

Han with a stiff expression

other hand, Choi Han

violently swing his black

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

that Choi Jung Soo gave him was not

Choi Jung Soo when he said

suited

learned that martial art

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