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.

was just a place

that filled his

now think that those

Elder Ho’s face slowly

prevented him from going to sleep, and filled

I feel that way after seeing

old body, his heart was beating like

was also overwhelmed with

help but think that reality might

up.

Today will probably end up being treated as a legend as it passes through generation

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did so

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,

were all rejoicing that they

was peaceful at least for this

probably could not

that humans would not be able to survive

should

if it was funny as he

powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all endlessly roared…

Ho blankly nodded

he thought about it, the people here

also saw that Dragon sealing

and Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric

were all marvelous

be stories they talked about for the

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

some odd reason, everything does not seem to be sweeping

nodded

saw a person

People were cheering.

looking at the

their arms with joy

a high level of martial

Kim

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

“…….”

Fist King blinked before starting to

Ho silently

the cheering people and followed the back

Dragon was holding something in his arms

King was using a foot technique

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

had been thinking that his surroundings had become a bit brighter,

The vast sea…

slowly turning dark blue far in

sun would soon

black sea would slowly receive the sunlight and create the

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

meet the person who made it possible for him to see this beautiful sight in this world and not in

King quickly

Raon was moving extremely

“Human!”

the

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his

Raon, was coming toward

was flying extremely quickly as if he was a

was

die if he runs

that he would die if Raon slammed

heard a nonchalant voice at that

else would it be, young master-nim? Raon-nim

Cale questioned his hearing.

person

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

was looking at Cale with

stopped leaning

was still plopped down

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

not cough up

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a

the robe over his shoulder to wipe his face. The

is a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

make eye contact

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

click his tongue at

at him in disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out

had cute embroidery on

carry white handkerchiefs in the

his tastes

seeing that the embroidery was in the shape of a

‘It must be Hong’s.’

did not like

his face with the handkerchief. He calmly spoke

head back to the Blood Cult for now. We need

Demon, Sima Pyeong, and Zhuge

at where the Blood Demon and the top executives resided before anybody else. That should be

done most of the work. It should be fine to demand something

they nodded their

“Ha.”