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

Ooooooooong-

black power with sparkling pebbles of light

black aura started to

the form of an

its mouth shut as if it had been silent in a

Jung Soo closed his eyes the moment he

‘They’re the same.’

and this black yong’s eyes were

had the solitude and silence that you could only have after living

black

In that case…

“Of course.”

since my esteemed

Jung Soo

pulled

a shabby iron sword came out of

Ooooooooong-

poured out of his sword and

tightened the moment he saw the

from Choi Jung Soo’s memories he had seen in

had an extremely detailed and delicate beauty as

to himself while looking at the two

even rougher while Choi Jung

of

Choi family sword art.

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

to

two of them were different people and had lived different

the two of their true natures

and filled their hearts with

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

some mysterious

white attacked the

back

Baaaaaang-

noise shook

appeared in

attention to the shield. Even

the black and white yongs intertwining with

Baaaaang—!

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

then

yong leisurely dodged and cleverly tightened around the

Choi Han laughed.

to attack first but

nothing he could do about

was his

and

Jung Soo was

It was smooth.

more detailed than before,

did not make him

an elegant existence that did not fall into the dirty mud but

that the Sword Demon

he couldn’t help

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

sword arts

black

the God of Death after dying, had definitely changed but

held loneliness in

was also full

the determination to protect the thing

it and sharpened it some more for

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

Han clenched his

one to protect

Jung Soo’s voice at

more unfamiliar and

removed, you’re going

out a short

“No way.”

was slowly becoming

and solitude that had built up in the Forest of Darkness for such

moved without caring about

point, that was how

Choi Han’s

his friends got hurt and

was not

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

in his black aura that was full of despair as if they were stars

would not

could

moved his sword after sensing a stealthy aura

Clang!

well even with your eyes

while listening to

Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t

stiffened with the smile still on his

thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce

swung his

Soo blocked his attacks with the smile

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

training ground was being destroyed in multiple places and continuous explosions could

destructive for being a simple spar. However, the two

but their swords and their

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

was a bit

been contemplating things while looking at the

that really the Sky Sword of

Jung Soo became

expression on his face. He simply swung

Choi

violently swing his black aura around while calmly

about you 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 not labeled

Choi Jung Soo when he said it was the

art suited me

Han had learned that martial art

the writer’s hidden thoughts that

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