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

filled

that those

smile on Elder Ho’s face slowly became

stories that excited him as a kid, prevented him from going to sleep, and filled his mind and

that way after seeing this

body, his heart was beating like when

also overwhelmed with

can’t help but think that

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

up being treated as a legend as

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did so

There were also people who could not hold back the intense

were from the Orthodox faction,

were all rejoicing

at least

probably could

would not be able to survive in front of

being destroyed should be

if it was

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

Ho blankly

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

that Dragon sealing the

was a clash

were all marvelous

talked about

think when he heard the

odd reason, everything does not seem to be sweeping

nodded his

saw a person

People were cheering.

cheered while looking

arms with joy

high level of martial arts were feeling dire

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

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

“…….”

blinked before

silently

the back of the black

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

Fist King was using a foot technique to quickly follow behind

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

surroundings had

The vast sea…

was slowly turning dark

sun would soon

the black sea would slowly receive the sunlight and

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

the person who made it possible for him to see this

King quickly followed behind

Raon was

“Human!”

his head after hearing the familiar voice

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized his anxious

black thing, ah, Raon, was

quickly as

dot was

if he runs into

thought that he would die if Raon

a nonchalant voice

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

Cale questioned his hearing.

because the person who

did not dare to

Cale

quickly stopped

was still

“Mm.”

checked his

‘Blood?

cough up

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a

to wipe his face. The

a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

make eye contact with Beacrox

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

click his tongue at

disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out

handkerchief had cute embroidery

carry white handkerchiefs in the

did his

the embroidery was in the shape

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like things

with the handkerchief. He calmly spoke as

head back to the Blood Cult for now.

toward the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong,

Blood Demon and the top executives resided before anybody else. That should be fine,

group had done most of the work. It should be

as they nodded

“Ha.”