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 your

thought that filled his mind

I now think that those

Elder Ho’s face slowly became

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

I feel that way after seeing this

was beating like

was also overwhelmed with

but think

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

will probably end up being treated as a legend as

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did

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

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

rejoicing that

peaceful at least for

probably could not be

thought that humans would not be able to survive

should be making them extremely

laughed as if it

attack… The sky, the

blankly

people here had

saw that Dragon sealing the

the fight between the Blood Demon and Choi Han was a

were all

these could be stories they talked about for the

was continuing to think when he heard

odd reason, everything does not

Ho nodded his

a person

People were cheering.

looking at the

up and opened their arms with joy as they

like the Fist King and Elder Ho and had a high level of martial arts were feeling dire after seeing young master Kim plop down

have seen this person, Kim Hae-il, creating a tsunami to go

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

“…….”

King blinked before starting

Ho silently followed

back of the

something in his

was using a foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

been thinking that his surroundings had become a bit brighter,

The vast sea…

night sky was slowly turning dark blue far in the distance

would soon

slowly receive the sunlight

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

to quickly meet the person who made it possible for him to see this beautiful sight in this

King quickly followed

Raon was moving

“Human!”

turned his head after hearing the familiar voice but

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his anxious

Raon, was coming

quickly as if he was

dot was blasting

might die if he runs into

would die if Raon slammed

nonchalant voice at

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

Cale questioned his hearing.

the person who said that was

who had been extremely timid because he did not dare to look at Choi Han, Lee Soo Hyuk, or Beacrox, peeked

looking at Cale

quickly stopped

course, he was still plopped

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

not cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a bit

face. The tsunami being destroyed

a

Cale stealthily wiped it.

contact with Beacrox as he did

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

click his tongue at

pulled a handkerchief out

cute

only carry white handkerchiefs in

did his

then accepted it after seeing that the embroidery

‘It must be Hong’s.’

did not like

handkerchief. He calmly spoke as he did

for now. We need to investigate the Blood

Demon, Sima Pyeong,

the Blood Demon and the top executives

speaking, Cale’s group had done most of the work. It should be fine to

as they

“Ha.”