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 at

Ooooooooong-

sparkling pebbles of light almost

aura started

form of an Asian

had its mouth shut as if it had been silent

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment he saw

‘They’re the same.’

and this black yong’s

silence that you could

black

In that case…

“Of course.”

to go since my esteemed paternal cousin once

Soo opened

pulled out

a shabby iron sword came out of its

Ooooooooong-

white aura poured out of his sword and created a

Han’s hands tightened the moment he

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

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

himself while looking at the

rougher while Choi

of their

Choi family sword art.

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

was to

were different people

their true natures

up in the same family and filled their hearts with

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

heard some mysterious

attacked

black fought back against

Baaaaaang-

noise shook

in front of

paying any attention to

all focused on the black and white yongs intertwining with

Baaaaang—!

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

yong then bared its

dodged and cleverly tightened around the black yong to

Choi Han laughed.

to attack first but he was doing more

he could do about

was his way of

violent and

Jung Soo

It was smooth.

than before,

it did not make him look unsightly. He looked

like an elegant existence that did not fall into the dirty mud but waited and watched until

was so beautiful that the

couldn’t

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts were

the black yong after seeing

with the God of Death after dying, had definitely changed

held loneliness in

was also full of

determination to

and sharpened it

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

Han clenched his

was no one to protect

heard Choi Jung Soo’s voice at

more unfamiliar

you’re going to

Han let out a short

“No way.”

aura was slowly

despair and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not

moved without caring about

point, that was how his sword had

was Choi

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

was

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

his black aura that was full of despair as if

not

Han could not

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy

Clang!

so well even with your eyes

opened his eyes while listening to Choi

Jung Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

you don’t want to

stiffened with the smile still on his

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

his sword without

his attacks with the

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

being destroyed in multiple

was quite destructive for being a simple spar. However,

their swords and their yongs were

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

text was a

Han had been contemplating things while

Is that really the Sky Sword

Jung Soo became

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

the other hand, Choi Han did

continued to violently swing his black

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

old text that Choi Jung Soo gave him was not labeled

Choi Jung Soo when he

suited me

Han had learned that martial art way

through the writer’s hidden thoughts that were visible in the

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