Trash of the Count's Family

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The small city where the Blood Cult was located…

Stairway to Heaven, the tallest building there, was destroyed, but there were still many tall buildings.

The Fist King was sitting on the roof of one of those buildings without being able to say anything.

Drip, drip.

The water drops falling from the sky trailed down his cheeks.

He raised his head.

The water that shot up from the seat to the sky was coming back down as rain.

Above them was the night sky that was full of shining stars without a single cloud.

“…It’s salty.”

That water drop was salty.

Was it because it came from the sea?

However, the Fist King thought it was like tears.

In that case, whose tears were these?

Were they tears of relief or maybe joy?

Did they carry someone’s sacrifice in them?

Or maybe it was flowing down the awe and admiration of the people who watched that person’s sacrifice.

Anything could be the answer right now.

“Senior, did you see it?”

The Fist King opened his mouth to answer Elder Ho’s question.

“Yes, I also saw what you saw.”

Elder Ho Song Yi tightly closed his mouth after hearing that.

They could see the seaside cliff from here.

Of course, they couldn’t see it clearly. However, the people with higher levels of martial arts would have been able to focus their internal ki in their eyes to see it more clearly.

That was how they had seen it.

They saw young master Kim plop down on the ground almost as if he fell.

‘I couldn’t see the details, but…’

It was too far.

Young master Kim was also surrounded by people.

As a result, he could not see everything.

But what he was certain about was that young master Kim Hae-il was in a significant amount of pain.

‘It can’t be helped.’

He stopped such a large tsunami on his own.

How was something like that possible?

Didn’t it sound unbelievable like a legend being passed down orally for generations?

‘But all of this was real.’

That was why he was at a loss for words.

He thought that he had aged as much as necessary and had enough experiences to not get shocked no matter what happens in the world, but…

Elder Ho had no way of explaining this intense emotion shaking his whole body.

Thrill.

Admiration.

Respect.

What word could be used to describe all three of these together?

Actually, relief and joy were included as well, making it even harder to describe with a single word.

He then suddenly thought of something and chuckled.

“What is it?”

The Fist King asked in confusion and Elder Ho responded.

“Senior, when I was younger…”

He had been wandering the streets since some point.

As an orphan, as a beggar… He had nothing to rely on and wandered the streets until he joined the Beggars’ Gang.

“There was an old lady in the village who would gather the children and tell them old stories. I used to secretly hide and listen to them.”

Most of the villagers shooed him away after seeing his shabby appearance. However, that old lady saw him and smiled before continuing her story as if nothing had happened.

“They were old stories or maybe legends, but… Thinking about it now, all of them were so nonsensical and unbelievable.”

The Fist King turned his gaze forward and quietly listened to Elder Ho.

“But as a kid, hearing those stories would make my heart beat wildly and I would not be able to go to sleep. On the days where I couldn’t listen to the story until the end, I would sometimes imagine the rest of the story and stay up all night.”

“Pfft.”

Elder Ho laughed.

“Of course, getting older made me say that those were just stories. They weren’t real.”

The world was vast but the world he lived in was not that big.

The world was also not that beautiful or big.

place

the thought that filled his mind the older

that those legends could all

Elder Ho’s face slowly

him from going to sleep, and filled his mind and

least I feel that way after

old body, his heart was beating like when he was a

also overwhelmed with

help but think that reality might

up. He

Today will probably end up being treated as a

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did

could hear people cheering. There were also people who could not hold back the intense

of whether the people were from the Orthodox faction, Unorthodox faction, Demon Cult, and

rejoicing that

peaceful at least for

could

thought that humans would not be able to survive in front

that thought being destroyed should be making them

King laughed as if it was funny as

powers showed up, a divine beast, a Dragon appeared, that Dragon used magical powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all

blankly nodded his

thought about it, the people here had all

also saw that Dragon sealing

and Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric auras that transcended the level of martial

were all marvelous

stories they talked about for the rest of

think when he heard

everything does not seem

nodded his

saw a person enduring

People were cheering.

while looking

them lifted their heads up and opened their arms

high spots like the Fist King and Elder Ho and had a high level of martial arts were feeling dire after

only have seen this person, Kim Hae-il, creating

beast, the black Dragon, sealed a dangerous power that

“…….”

King blinked before

Ho silently followed

and followed the back of

was holding something in his arms as he moved very quickly toward

a foot technique to quickly follow

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

surroundings had

The vast sea…

turning dark blue far in

would

would slowly receive the sunlight

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

it possible for him to see this beautiful sight

quickly followed behind

Raon was moving

“Human!”

after hearing the familiar voice

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized his

ah, Raon,

was flying extremely quickly as if

was blasting toward

if he

that he would

nonchalant voice at that

would it be, young master-nim? Raon-nim is rushing over because

Cale questioned his hearing.

person who said that was

did not dare to look at Choi Han, Lee Soo Hyuk,

at Cale

quickly stopped

he was still plopped down on

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

not cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a

quickly used the robe over his shoulder to wipe his face. The tsunami being destroyed and the

is a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

happened to make eye contact with Beacrox as

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

just click his tongue

a handkerchief out

handkerchief had cute embroidery

he only carry white handkerchiefs in

his

after seeing that the embroidery was in the shape of a

‘It must be Hong’s.’

like things like

face with the handkerchief. He calmly spoke as he did

to the Blood Cult for now. We need to investigate the

looked toward the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong,

where the Blood Demon and the top

Cale’s group had done most of the work. It should

as they nodded their heads without any

“Ha.”