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

the thought that filled his

those legends could all have

on Elder Ho’s face slowly

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

I feel that way after

was beating like when

also overwhelmed

help but think that reality

up. He then brushed off his clothes

probably end up being treated as a legend as it

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

did

could not hold back the intense emotions filling their hearts and were

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

all rejoicing that

at least for this

probably could

likely thought that humans would not be

thought being destroyed should be

Fist King laughed as if it

large attack… The sky, the sea, and the earth all endlessly roared… What else could all this be

blankly nodded his

about it, the people

that Dragon sealing the

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

were all

of these could be stories they talked about for the

Ho was continuing to think when he

some odd reason, everything does not

Ho nodded

a person enduring against

People were cheering.

looking

up and opened their arms with joy

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

would only have seen this person, Kim

divine beast, the black Dragon, sealed a dangerous power

“…….”

blinked

silently followed behind

back of the black Dragon heading toward the

was holding something in his arms as he moved

was using a foot technique to quickly follow behind Raon before

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

had been thinking that his surroundings had become a

The vast sea…

was slowly turning dark blue far

would soon

the sunlight and create the sparkling

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

for him to see this beautiful sight

King quickly

Raon was moving extremely

“Human!”

head after hearing the familiar

“W, what the?!”

verbalized his anxious

Raon, was coming toward

extremely quickly as if

was

die if he runs

that he would die if

heard a nonchalant voice at that

master-nim? Raon-nim is rushing over

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person

because he did not dare to look at

Cale

stopped

he was still plopped down on

“Mm.”

checked his

‘Blood?

cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

are a

his face. The

is a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

eye contact with

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

he just click his tongue

at him in disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief

handkerchief had cute embroidery

white

his tastes

accepted it after seeing that the

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like

the handkerchief.

for now.

the Heavenly Demon, Sima Pyeong, and

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

work. It should be

other seemed to agree as they nodded their heads

“Ha.”