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

was the thought that filled his mind

that those

on Elder Ho’s face slowly became

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

feel that way after seeing

his heart was beating like

also

help but think that reality might

then stood up. He then brushed

as a legend as it passes through generation after

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did

people cheering. There were also people who could not

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

all rejoicing that

at least for

could

most likely thought that humans would not be able to survive in front of nature’s

thought being destroyed should be making

if it was funny as he

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

Ho blankly nodded his

that he thought about it, the people here

saw that

Han was a clash between two eccentric auras

were all marvelous

be stories they talked about for the

when he heard the Fist King’s

reason, everything does not seem

nodded his

we saw a

People were cheering.

looking at the

and opened their arms with

Elder Ho and had a high level of martial arts were feeling

have seen this person, Kim Hae-il, creating a tsunami to go against nature’s

a dangerous power that had been aiming for the

“…….”

Fist King blinked before starting to

silently followed behind

the cheering people and followed the back of

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

technique

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

been thinking that his surroundings had become a bit

The vast sea…

was slowly turning dark blue far in the distance out

sun would soon rise

black sea would slowly receive the sunlight and create

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

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

quickly followed

was

“Human!”

after hearing the familiar voice but then he

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his anxious

Raon, was

quickly as

dot was blasting

if

thought that he would die if

heard a nonchalant voice

be, young master-nim? Raon-nim

Cale questioned his hearing.

the person who said

not dare to look at Choi Han, Lee Soo Hyuk, or Beacrox, peeked toward

looking at Cale with a discontent

stopped leaning

still plopped down on the

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a bit

his shoulder to wipe his face. The tsunami being destroyed and the following rain

is a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

click

Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket and offered it

handkerchief had cute embroidery on

white handkerchiefs

his

the embroidery was in

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like things

handkerchief.

Blood Cult for now. We need

the Heavenly Demon, Sima

take a look at where the Blood Demon and the top executives resided before anybody else. That should be fine,

work. It should

other seemed to agree as they nodded their heads without any

“Ha.”