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.”

to roar at the same

Ooooooooong-

black power with sparkling pebbles of

black aura started to

the form of

its mouth shut as if it had been silent

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment he saw the

‘They’re the same.’

this black yong’s

that you could

and his black yong were waiting

In that case…

“Of course.”

have to go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is

Jung Soo opened his

then pulled out his

came out of its scabbard and showed

Ooooooooong-

poured out of

tightened the moment he saw the white

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

a beautiful yong at that time as well, but now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert

to himself while looking at

Han’s became even rougher while Choi Jung Soo’s became

origin of the two of

art. That was their

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

to be

of them were different people

of their true natures were the

and filled their hearts with the same things and ended up taking up the

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

heard some mysterious roars in

white attacked the

back against the

Baaaaaang-

noise shook the

appeared in

to the shield. Even Raon himself

all focused on the black and white yongs intertwining with each other while baring their

Baaaaang—!

for an opening. However, Choi Jung Soo turned his body ever so slightly with exquisite

yong then

cleverly tightened around

Choi Han laughed.

told Choi Han to attack first but he was doing more

nothing he could do

was his way

and

Jung Soo

It was smooth.

than before, he was

make him look unsightly.

dirty mud but waited and watched until the opponent

that the Sword Demon title suited

he couldn’t

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts were

the black yong after

Death after dying, had definitely changed but he was still

sword held loneliness in

also

to protect the

it and sharpened it some more for that

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

Han clenched

no one

heard Choi Jung Soo’s voice at that

unfamiliar and awkward than

once removed, you’re

Han let out a

“No way.”

aura was slowly becoming more

true nature, the despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that

moved without caring about his

some point, that was how his sword

Choi

friends got

he was not

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

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

Choi Jung Soo would not

Han could

sword after sensing a

Clang!

so well even with your

opened his eyes while listening to Choi Jung

Jung Soo was laughing

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

you

stiffened with the smile still on his

gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted

Han swung his

attacks with the

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

being destroyed in multiple places and continuous explosions

a simple spar. However, the two of them did

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

might be why the two of their conversation was buried in the explosion that only the two of them could

text was a bit

a reason Choi Han had been contemplating things while looking at the

really the Sky Sword of the Sword

Jung Soo

expression on his face. He simply swung his sword toward

Choi Han did not

continued to violently swing his black aura around while calmly

rumors would not spread for

that Choi Jung Soo gave him was not

Choi Jung Soo when he said it was

suited

Han had learned that

reading through the writer’s hidden thoughts that

arts text with your thoughts in it,