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

that filled his

think that those legends could all have

Ho’s

from going to sleep, and filled his mind and dreams

feel that way after

body, his heart was beating

also overwhelmed

I can’t help but think that

up. He

being treated as a legend as

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did so

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

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

were all rejoicing that they

at least

could not be

not be able to survive in front of

that thought being destroyed should be

if it was

divine beast, a Dragon appeared, that Dragon used magical powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all endlessly roared…

Ho blankly nodded his

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

that Dragon sealing

was a clash between two eccentric auras that transcended the level of

all marvelous

could be stories they talked about for the

when he heard the Fist King’s

for some odd reason, everything does not seem to

nodded

we saw a

People were cheering.

cheered while looking at

and opened their arms with joy as they felt the water

Ho and had a high level of martial arts were feeling dire after seeing young master

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

that the divine beast, the black Dragon, sealed a dangerous

“…….”

Fist King blinked before

silently followed behind

back of the black Dragon heading toward

his arms as he

King was using a foot technique to quickly follow behind

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

thinking that his surroundings

The vast sea…

night sky was slowly turning dark blue far

would soon rise

slowly receive the sunlight and create the sparkling

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

person who made it possible for him to see

quickly

was

“Human!”

after hearing the familiar

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized his anxious

Raon, was

he was flying extremely quickly as if he was

dot was blasting toward

if

he would die if Raon slammed into

a nonchalant voice at that

Raon-nim is

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person who

timid because he did not dare to look at Choi Han, Lee Soo Hyuk, or Beacrox, peeked toward

Cale with a discontent

quickly stopped

course, he was still plopped down on the

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

not cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a bit

shoulder to wipe his face. The tsunami being destroyed and

is a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with Beacrox

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

he just click his tongue at

Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out

had cute

carry white handkerchiefs in

his tastes

after seeing that the embroidery was in the shape of

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like things like

face with the handkerchief. He calmly spoke as he did

Blood Cult for now. We need to investigate the Blood Demon’s

Demon, Sima Pyeong, and

Demon and the top

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

other seemed to agree as they

“Ha.”