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

filled his

now think that those legends could

Ho’s

going to sleep, and filled his mind and dreams all the

least I feel that way after

old body, his heart was beating

was also overwhelmed

help but think that

King listened quietly and then stood up.

Today will probably end up being treated as a legend

Pfft.”

Mok Hyeon quietly chuckled.

“Don’t you think so?”

He started looking around.

Ho did

could not hold back the intense emotions filling their hearts

regardless of whether the people were from the Orthodox

were all rejoicing

was peaceful at least for this

could not

would not be able to survive in front of nature’s

destroyed should be

Fist King laughed as if it was funny as he

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

blankly nodded his

that he thought about it, the people here had

that Dragon sealing the

Demon and Choi Han was a clash between two eccentric auras

were all marvelous

talked about for the rest of their

think when he heard the Fist

does not seem to be sweeping toward

nodded

a person enduring against

People were cheering.

cheered while looking

arms with joy as they felt the

the Fist King and Elder Ho and had a high

have seen this person, Kim Hae-il, creating a tsunami to

Dragon, sealed a dangerous power that

“…….”

Fist King blinked before starting to

silently followed

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

holding something in his arms as he moved

was using a foot technique to quickly follow

“Ah.”

He gasped.

“It’s dawn.”

been thinking that his surroundings had

The vast sea…

night sky was slowly turning dark blue

would

slowly receive the sunlight and create the sparkling blue

“It’s beautiful.”

It truly was beautiful.

for him to see

quickly

was moving

“Human!”

head after hearing the familiar

“W, what the?!”

subconsciously verbalized

thing, ah, Raon, was coming

extremely quickly as if he was

dot was blasting

die if he

he would die if Raon slammed

heard a nonchalant voice at that

would it be, young master-nim? Raon-nim is rushing over

Cale questioned his hearing.

had to because the person who said that was

extremely timid because he did not dare to

looking at Cale with a discontent

quickly stopped leaning

he was still plopped down on the

“Mm.”

his body

‘Blood?

cough

Chances of fainting?

None.

Tears, snot, drool……

a

his shoulder to wipe his face. The tsunami being destroyed and the

a bit

Cale stealthily wiped it.

happened to make eye contact with

“Tsk.”

‘Tsk?

just click his tongue

disbelief but Beacrox pulled a handkerchief out of

handkerchief had cute embroidery

only carry white handkerchiefs in

his

the embroidery was in the shape

‘It must be Hong’s.’

not like things

the handkerchief.

head back to the Blood Cult for now.

Heavenly Demon,

the Blood Demon and the top executives resided before anybody else. That

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

as they nodded their heads without

“Ha.”