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

the thought that filled his

I now think that those legends

smile on Elder Ho’s face slowly

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

least I feel that way

beating like when he was

also overwhelmed with

I can’t help but think that reality might

up. He

up being treated as a legend as it passes

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did so

also people who could not

the people were from the

were all rejoicing

was peaceful at least for this

probably could

thought that humans would not be

thought being destroyed should

as if it

powers, nature launched a large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all

blankly nodded his

about it, the people here had all seen that

saw that Dragon sealing the

the fight between the Blood Demon and Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric

were all

could be stories they talked about for

to think when he heard

does not seem

Ho nodded his

a

People were cheering.

cheered while looking at the

opened their arms

who were in high spots like the Fist King and Elder Ho and had a high level of martial arts

people would only have seen this person, Kim Hae-il,

sealed a dangerous power that had been aiming

“…….”

blinked

silently followed behind

left the cheering people and followed the back of the black Dragon heading

his arms as he moved very quickly toward the

foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before he

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

surroundings had become a

The vast sea…

was slowly turning dark

sun would soon

receive the sunlight and create

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

who made it possible for him to see this beautiful

King quickly followed

Raon was moving extremely

“Human!”

turned his head after hearing the familiar voice but

“W, what the?!”

verbalized

black thing, ah, Raon, was coming toward

quickly

black dot was

die if he

that he would

heard a nonchalant voice

be, young master-nim? Raon-nim is

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person who said that

dare to look

looking at Cale with a

quickly stopped

still plopped down

“Mm.”

his body

‘Blood?

not cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a

the robe over his shoulder to wipe his face. The tsunami

is a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

to make eye contact with Beacrox as

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

just click his

pulled a handkerchief out of his pocket

handkerchief had cute embroidery

he only carry white handkerchiefs in

his

that the embroidery was in the

‘It must be Hong’s.’

like things

with the handkerchief.

back to the Blood Cult for now.

Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong, and Zhuge

at where the Blood Demon and the top executives

Cale’s group had done most of the work. It should be fine to demand something like

as they nodded their heads without

“Ha.”