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 roar at

Ooooooooong-

with sparkling pebbles of light almost exploded out of

aura started to take

the form

as if it had been silent in a deep

his eyes the

‘They’re the same.’

black yong’s eyes were the

that you could only have after living

his black yong were waiting for

In that case…

“Of course.”

go since my esteemed paternal cousin once removed is

Jung Soo opened

then pulled

shabby iron sword came out of its scabbard and showed

Ooooooooong-

aura poured out of his sword

hands tightened the moment he

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

time as well, but now… It had 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 looked

himself while

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

of their sword arts was the

sword art.

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

to

them were different people and had lived different

two of their true

the same family and filled their hearts with the same things

Oooooo-

Oooooong– oooooo–

moment they heard some mysterious roars in the air

white attacked

fought back against

Baaaaaang-

noise

shield appeared in front of

to the

on the black and white yongs intertwining with each other

Baaaaang—!

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

black yong then

tightened around the black yong to suffocate

Choi Han laughed.

but he was

he could do

his way of

and

Jung Soo was

It was smooth.

than before,

make him look unsightly. He looked

did not fall into the dirty mud but waited and

that the Sword Demon

couldn’t help but

Why?

‘They’re similar.’

arts

because he created the black yong after seeing Choi Jung

who had worked with the God of Death after dying, had definitely changed but he

sword held loneliness in

also

was full of the determination to protect the thing he had

must have sharpened it and sharpened it

Soo probably had no choice as he needed to be stealthy and sharp since he moved around alone to accomplish his

clenched his

no one to

heard Choi Jung Soo’s voice at that

more unfamiliar

removed, you’re going

out

“No way.”

slowly becoming

Forest of Darkness for such a long time that he could not even count the days properly,

caring about

that was how his sword

Choi Han’s

friends got hurt and wanted the enemies to attack

was not

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

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

not have

could not laugh

sensing a stealthy

Clang!

even with your eyes

opened his eyes while listening to Choi

Soo

Choi Han nonchalantly commented.

“Don’t laugh.”

“Excuse me?”

if you don’t

Soo’s face stiffened with the smile still on his

The sword art you gave me was the thoughts of someone who wanted to pierce through

Han swung his sword without

with

Baaaang, bang! Baaaaang!

was being destroyed in multiple places and

was quite destructive for being a simple spar. However, the two of

heavy but their swords and their yongs were slowly becoming even

was buried in the

was a

had been contemplating things while looking at the Sky

really the Sky

Jung Soo became

Han with a stiff expression on his face. He simply swung his

Choi

violently swing his black aura

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

Choi Jung Soo gave him was not labeled as the

believed Choi Jung Soo when he said

art suited

learned that martial art way too

he could tell after reading through the writer’s

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