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

Ooooooooong-

violent black power with sparkling pebbles of

black aura started to take

was the form of an

but had its mouth shut as if it had been

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment

‘They’re the same.’

Han and this black yong’s eyes

you could only have after living

Han and his black

In that case…

“Of course.”

esteemed paternal cousin once

Jung Soo

then pulled

iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

white aura poured out of his sword and created

tightened the moment he saw

from the white yong from Choi Jung Soo’s memories he had seen in the

an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert had put in all of their strength over and over to create it. It almost

thought to himself while looking

Han’s became even rougher while Choi

two of their

sword art. That

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

was to

of them were different

the two of their true natures were

and filled their hearts with the same things and ended

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

they heard some mysterious roars in the air

attacked

fought back against the

Baaaaaang-

noise shook the

shield appeared in front of

attention to

on the black and white yongs intertwining with

Baaaaang—!

turned his body ever so slightly with exquisite movement to make the sword

black yong then bared

and cleverly tightened

Choi Han laughed.

told Choi Han to attack first but he was doing

was nothing he could

his way of

violent and rough

Soo was

It was smooth.

was more detailed than before, he was also

did not make him look

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

sword art was so beautiful that the

he couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

black yong after seeing

of Death after dying, had definitely changed but he was still

held loneliness in

also full of

full of the determination to protect the thing

must have sharpened it and sharpened it some

needed to be stealthy

clenched his

one

Jung Soo’s voice at

unfamiliar and awkward

cousin once removed, you’re going to lose like

Han let out a short

“No way.”

slowly becoming

up in the Forest of Darkness for such a

without caring

some point, that was

was Choi Han’s

wanted to step forward before his friends got hurt and wanted the enemies to attack him

was

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

his black aura that was full of despair as if they were stars in the night sky was probably because of this kind of

not have been able to do

could

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy

Clang!

even with your eyes closed,

his eyes while listening to

Soo was

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you

face stiffened with the smile

Sword. The sword art you gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through the sky and become the

Han swung his

with

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

in multiple places and continuous explosions could

simple spar. However, the two of them did not

slightly heavy but their swords and their yongs were slowly becoming even

why the two of their conversation was buried in the explosion

text was

been

the

Jung Soo

looked at Choi Han with a stiff expression on his

the other hand, Choi Han did not stop

his black aura

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

that Choi Jung Soo gave him was

Choi Jung Soo when he said it

art suited me quite

that martial art way too

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

text was a martial arts text with your