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.

a place to

was the thought that filled

think that those

Elder Ho’s

going to sleep, and filled his

I feel that

his heart was beating

also overwhelmed with

I can’t help but think that reality

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

end up being treated as a legend as

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did

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

the people were from the

rejoicing that they

peaceful at

could not

would not be able

thought being destroyed should be

King laughed as if

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

blankly nodded

people here had all

saw that Dragon

was a clash between two eccentric auras that

all

they talked about for the rest

to think when he heard the Fist King’s

for some odd reason, everything does

nodded

we saw a person

People were cheering.

looking at

and opened their arms with joy as they felt the water

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

Kim Hae-il,

a dangerous power that had been aiming for the island

“…….”

blinked

Ho silently followed

back of the black Dragon

in his arms as he

was using a foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

that his surroundings had become a

The vast sea…

dark blue far

would

slowly receive the sunlight and create

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

wanted 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 then he

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized

Raon, was

was flying extremely quickly as

dot was blasting toward

die if

truly thought that he would die if Raon slammed

nonchalant voice

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

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person who said that

did not dare to

was looking at Cale with a discontent

stopped leaning

he was still plopped down

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

not cough up

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a bit

his face. The tsunami being destroyed and the following rain wet his face,

is a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with Beacrox as he did

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

click

in disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out of his

had cute embroidery on

carry white handkerchiefs

did his

then accepted it after seeing that the embroidery was in the shape of

‘It must be Hong’s.’

like

with the handkerchief.

the Blood Cult for now. We need to investigate the

looked toward the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong,

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

had done most of the work. It should be fine

other seemed to agree as they nodded their

“Ha.”