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 to continue your

was the thought that filled his

now think that those legends could all

smile on Elder Ho’s face

prevented him from going to sleep,

feel that

his heart was beating like when

also overwhelmed

can’t help but think that reality might even be

listened quietly and then stood up. He then brushed off

treated as a

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did so

could not hold back the intense

the Orthodox faction, Unorthodox faction, Demon Cult, and the

were all rejoicing

peaceful at

probably could not be

would not be

should

laughed as if it was funny as he

appeared, that Dragon used magical powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all endlessly roared… What else could

Ho blankly nodded his

the people here had all seen that young

also saw that Dragon

Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric auras

all marvelous

they talked about for the rest

Ho was continuing to think when he heard the

odd reason, everything does not seem to be sweeping toward

Ho nodded his

saw a

People were cheering.

cheered while looking

heads up and opened their arms with joy as they felt the water drops falling on

spots like the Fist King and Elder Ho and had a high

Kim Hae-il, creating a tsunami to go against

divine beast, the black Dragon, sealed a dangerous power that had been

“…….”

Fist King blinked before

silently followed behind

back

was holding something in his arms as he moved very

a foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before he

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

that his surroundings had become a

The vast sea…

night sky was slowly turning dark blue far

morning sun would soon

the sunlight and

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

who made it possible for him to see this beautiful sight in this

quickly followed behind

Raon was

“Human!”

the familiar voice but

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his

black thing, ah, Raon, was coming

flying extremely quickly as if he was a

was blasting

if he

would die if Raon slammed into

a nonchalant voice

young master-nim? Raon-nim is rushing over because he

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person who said that

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

at Cale with a discontent

stopped

he was still plopped down on the

“Mm.”

checked his

‘Blood?

cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a bit

his face. The tsunami being destroyed and

a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with Beacrox as

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

just click his

him in disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and

had cute

he only carry white

did his tastes

the

‘It must be Hong’s.’

like

the handkerchief. He calmly spoke as

the Blood Cult for now.

toward the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong,

a look at where the Blood Demon and the

work. It should be fine

other seemed to agree as they nodded

“Ha.”