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 to

that filled his mind the older

that those

on Elder Ho’s face slowly became

prevented him from going to

least I feel that way after seeing this

was beating like when

was also overwhelmed with

but think that reality might even

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

being treated as a legend as

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did so

also people who could not hold back the

people were from the

rejoicing that they

was peaceful at least

probably could

thought that humans would not be

destroyed should be making them extremely

laughed as if it

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

Ho blankly nodded his

about it, the people here had all

also saw that Dragon sealing

the Blood Demon and Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric auras that transcended the level

all marvelous

of these could be stories they talked about for the rest of

was continuing to think when

for some odd reason, everything does

Ho nodded his

a person enduring

People were cheering.

looking

heads up and opened their arms with joy as they felt the water drops falling on

had a high level of martial arts were feeling dire after seeing young master Kim plop down on the

person, Kim Hae-il, creating a

beast, the black Dragon, sealed a dangerous power that had been aiming

“…….”

blinked before starting to

Ho silently followed

back of the black Dragon

something in his

a foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

been thinking that his surroundings had

The vast sea…

dark blue far in the distance

morning sun would

slowly receive the sunlight and create the sparkling blue

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

for him to see this beautiful sight in this world and

quickly

Raon was moving extremely

“Human!”

head after hearing the familiar voice but

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized

ah, Raon, was coming

was flying extremely quickly as if he was

dot was

if he runs

thought that he would die if Raon slammed into

a nonchalant voice

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

Cale questioned his hearing.

the person who said that

been extremely timid because he did not dare to look at

Cale with

stopped leaning on

he was still plopped down on the

“Mm.”

checked his body

‘Blood?

cough up

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a

his shoulder to wipe his face.

a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

contact

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

he just click

disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket

had cute embroidery

only carry white handkerchiefs

his

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

‘It must be Hong’s.’

did not like

wiped his face with the handkerchief.

back to the Blood Cult for now. We need

Demon, Sima Pyeong,

Blood Demon and the top

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

seemed to agree as they nodded

“Ha.”