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.

just a place to continue

was the thought that filled his

think that those legends could all have

on Elder Ho’s face slowly became

as a kid, prevented him from going to sleep, and filled his mind and dreams

that way after seeing this

beating like

also overwhelmed

can’t help but think that reality might even be

King listened quietly and then stood up. He then brushed off his clothes as

will probably end up being treated as a legend as it

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did so as

cheering. There were also people who could not hold back the intense emotions filling their hearts and were

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

all rejoicing that

was peaceful at least for this

could

not be able to survive in

that thought being destroyed should be making

King laughed as if it was funny as he

a divine beast, a Dragon appeared, that Dragon used magical powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea,

Ho blankly nodded

he thought about it, the people here had all seen that

saw that Dragon sealing

Han was a clash between two eccentric auras that transcended the

were all marvelous

they talked about for the rest

Ho was continuing to think when he heard the Fist King’s

does not seem to be sweeping toward

nodded

saw a person

People were cheering.

cheered while looking at the

and opened their arms with joy as

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

person, Kim Hae-il, creating a tsunami to go

black Dragon, sealed a dangerous power that had been aiming for the

“…….”

King blinked before

silently

people and followed the back

was holding something in his

Fist King was using a foot technique to

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

his surroundings had become a bit

The vast sea…

was slowly turning dark blue far in the distance out

morning sun would

sea would slowly receive the sunlight and create the sparkling

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

him to see this beautiful sight in this world

Fist King quickly

was moving extremely

“Human!”

head after hearing the familiar voice but then

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his anxious

ah, Raon, was coming toward

extremely quickly as if he

dot was blasting toward

if he

that he would die if Raon

a nonchalant voice at

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

Cale questioned his hearing.

because the person

had been extremely timid because he did not dare to look at Choi Han,

looking at Cale

stopped leaning

was still plopped

“Mm.”

his

‘Blood?

not cough up

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a

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

is a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

he just click his tongue at

Beacrox pulled a

handkerchief had cute embroidery on

carry white handkerchiefs in

did his

accepted it after seeing that the embroidery was in

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like things like

with the handkerchief. He

now. We

the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong, and Zhuge Mi

and the top executives resided before anybody

group had done most of the work. It should be

agree as they nodded their heads

“Ha.”