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-

with sparkling pebbles of light

aura started to take

form of an

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

eyes the

‘They’re the same.’

and this black yong’s eyes were the

had the solitude and silence that you

black yong were waiting

In that case…

“Of course.”

since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is

Soo opened his

pulled out

came out

Ooooooooong-

of his sword and created a

Han’s hands tightened the moment he saw the white

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

that time as well, but now… It had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as if an expert had put in all of their

thought to himself while looking at the two

while Choi Jung

of

family sword art.

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

was to be

them were different people and

two of their true natures were

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

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

they heard some mysterious roars in the

attacked

black fought back against the

Baaaaaang-

extremely loud noise shook

shield appeared in front of

any attention to the

and white yongs intertwining with each other while baring their fangs at

Baaaaang—!

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

black yong then bared its fangs

dodged and cleverly tightened around the

Choi Han laughed.

but he was doing

was nothing he could do about

his

and rough

Soo was

It was smooth.

than before, he was also

not make him look unsightly. He

mud but waited and watched until the opponent ran wild to kill it off in an

that

couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts

black yong

of Death after dying, had definitely

held loneliness in

also

was full of the determination to protect the

sharpened it and sharpened it

choice as he needed to be stealthy and sharp since he moved around alone

clenched his eyes

one

Soo’s

unfamiliar and awkward

cousin once removed, you’re going to

Han let out a short

“No way.”

aura was slowly

had built up in the Forest of Darkness

caring about

some point, that was how

Choi Han’s

to step forward before his friends got hurt and wanted the

he was not

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

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

Choi Jung Soo would not

could

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy aura

Clang!

block so well even with your

eyes while listening to Choi Jung

Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

laugh if you don’t want

Jung Soo’s face stiffened with the

gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to

Han swung his sword

attacks with the smile now gone from

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

was being destroyed in multiple places

spar. However, the two of them did

even slightly heavy but their swords and their

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

was a

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

the Sky Sword

Jung Soo

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

Choi Han did

swing his black aura around while

spread for no reason. However, is what you gave me

Jung Soo gave

Choi Jung Soo when he

suited

that

through the writer’s hidden thoughts

was a martial arts text with your thoughts