Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 381

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The first was Choi Han.

“Ha!”

White Star let out a scoff.
Astonishment and fury flickered across his pale, previously detached face.

Whoooosh—
A black aura gleamed and soared several meters higher from Choi Han’s blade, streaking directly toward White Star.
Choi Han’s body moved like an arrow, aimed solely at White Star’s heart.

“You forget your place.”

Tremendous winds erupted from White Star’s arms.

A flicker of surprise crossed Choi Han’s eyes.

A veil of water.
A blade of fire.

White Star possessed four of nature’s five elemental attributes: fire, water, wood, and wind. Until now, the powers I had witnessed were only water and fire.
But now, for the first time, I faced his wind power.

What was the nature of his wind ability?

In that very moment, the Young Dragon’s voice echoed in my mind.

—Target his hands and feet.

Kale Heniatus’s command.
Target White Star’s hands and feet.
The tip of my blade turned toward White Star’s hands.

Flutter. Flutter.
White Star’s wind-laden sleeves fluttered.
And in his hands, a colossal whip materialized.
Turbulent winds swirled into a whip, coiling around White Star’s right hand.

Whiiiiing—
A wind whip coiled around White Star. Choi Han’s hair fluttered in the gust that swept from the whip as he rushed toward White Star.
Choi Han’s eyes locked with White Star’s gaze.

White Star’s lips parted.

“…Weak.”

Choi Han’s expression began to shift gradually.

“How can you be so feeble when time itself bends to your will?”

Time had twisted.
Choi Han’s lips curled into a smirk at White Star’s words about him.
White Star raised the whip high and swung it down.

Shwooooosh—
The wind whip sliced through the air.
With a piercing sound, the whip hurtled toward Choi Han. Even as it did, White Star spoke with an emotionless face.

“Who are you?”

The wind whip collided with a gleaming black aura.

Boom!

A massive explosion erupted, sending white fragments scattering through the air and raising a towering cloud of dust.

In that instant, White Star saw it.
A figure charging through the enormous white dust cloud toward him—he could see it clearly.

It was Choi Han.
He rushed forward with a smile on his face.

Shwooooack—
The whip lashed out toward Choi Han once more.

Crash!
The blade wrapped in black aura collided with the whip.

“Ugh!”

Choi Han’s body couldn’t withstand the whip’s force and was driven backward. The White Star’s eyebrows rose slightly for a moment.

“Grrrgh!”

Choi Han’s right hand, wrapped in aura, seized the wind whip.

Screeeech—
The aura and wind collided fiercely, producing a bone-chilling sound.

“Foolish.”

The White Star swung the whip to fling Choi Han away. But Choi Han gripped it even more tightly.
And he laughed.

The White Star’s eyes met with Choi Han’s as he looked at me and smiled.

“Who am I?”

Choi Han spoke with a grin to the White Star who was watching me.

“I won’t tell you.”

What?
The White Star was momentarily stunned and tried to retort, but he couldn’t.
The White Star opened his left hand toward the left, his eyes widening.

Boom!

The White Star’s water barrier and white shield collided. His gaze shifted toward where the shield had been thrown from.

“…An illusion, no less.”

Lord Sherit, who had risen above the dome with the hole in it, was glaring at the White Star. Simultaneously, platinum-hued mana arrows and white shields poured down toward the White Star.

Aimed solely at the White Star’s hands and feet.

“M-My lord!”

The Mage watched the spectacle unfold with eyes wide open, committing every detail to memory.

The Ancient Dragon who had unleashed the platinum-hued mana arrows certainly appeared exhausted, yet his gaze remained fixed upon the White Star.
And Lord Sherit continued to conjure shields without pause.

I swallowed hard.
The Mage gulped.

Boom! Crash! Boom!
Two Dragons and a swordsman unleashed a relentless barrage of attacks upon the White Star. Explosions erupted without cessation. Yet the White Star’s complexion, though pallid, remained unshaken as he withstood each assault.
That was the moment.

Whoooosh!
Each time the White Star’s wind whip lashed through the air, colossal gusts cleaved through the atmosphere.
The Mage suddenly understood what he needed to do.

“Attack the enemies!”

He issued the command to his allies who had been huddled behind his wind barrier to avoid the poison mist.
His allies scattered onto the battlefield without hesitation, their fear of the toxin dispelled.

“…Truly our lord!”

With each swing of the wind whip that tore through the air, the poison mist trembled and dispersed, flowing instead toward the direction where the two Dragons and the swordsman stood.
Because of this, the crimson poison mist vanished.

“Hana has been eliminated.”

The White Star observed the poison mist dissipate and leisurely swung his whip once more.

“Ugh!”
“…Perhaps you should let go now?”

Even as Choi Han was tossed about by the whip, he refused to release his grip on it. His entire body was covered in countless small wounds.
Because of this, the crimson mist dissipated each time Choi Han drew near.
He could not allow the poison to seep into his wounds.

The White Star observed this spectacle and let out a laugh.
He could not help but do so.

As the fog dissipated, three beings fixed their gaze upon him.
Two small cats and one Black Dragon.

The White Star couldn’t help but laugh at the audacity of these young creatures targeting him.

“Shall you attack?”

He spoke gently, as one would to a child.
In response, black mana rippled around the Black Dragon Raon.

“We attack!”

Countless black shields became wreathed in crimson mist.
They seemed ready to turn toward the White Star at any moment.

“Sigh.”

The White Star exhaled deeply.
He surveyed his surroundings. With the toxic fog cleared, the Bear Tribe, Lion Tribe, Cat-Human Race, and Dark operatives had each formed their formations and scattered to engage the enemies.

Soon, Kale’s group would be forced to battle his subordinates rather than focus on the White Star himself.

It seemed Kale’s group understood this as well.

“Fall back!”

Vicross stepped forward before the Mercenary King and Kale, shouting the command.
Simultaneously, his greatsword was drawn toward the White Star.
But that was not all.

Two Dragons, an Assassin, two Cat-Human Race soldiers, and one Dragon—all drew their blades toward the White Star.
And Choi Han.

“Kyaaaah!”

He released a battle cry, gripping the whip with both hands.

Crackle!

As wind and black aura intertwined, a terrible sound erupted.

“…I find this displeasing.”

The White Star saw countless colors descending upon me.

Dozens of platinum-hued mana arrows poured down like a torrential downpour toward him.
Simultaneously, a black shield laden with crimson toxic mist sought to constrict him from all sides.
The white shield stood before the black shield, pointing toward the White Star like a spear.
The wielder of the greatsword and the Assassin followed in its wake.

“I will protect Kale Heniatus!”

And the Mercenary King drew forth his azure aura, clashing against the White Star’s subordinates.

“M-My lord!”

The moment all of Kale Heniatus’s attacks poured forth, the Mage began casting a shield at her fingertips.
It was to protect the White Star at any moment.

“Ha, haha—

Yet the White Star laughed even in that instant.

“How dare you.”

But unlike his laughing face, his eyes burned with fury.
Simultaneously, the White Star’s water curtain surged toward the sky.

Boom! Crash! Crash!
The platinum arrows and water curtain collided and exploded. The brilliant burst of light blinded everyone’s eyes in the vicinity.
Yet the White Star swung his whip with an impassive expression.
It was different from before.

Whoooosh—
A catastrophic gale erupted from the whip. Violent winds struck the body of Choi Han, who held the whip.

“Ugh!”

A different kind of scream tore from Choi Han’s lips than before.

“Grraaah—”

One hand finally slipped from the whip. But Choi Han clung to it with his remaining hand.
He had no choice.
The whip was aimed at Vicross and Ron.
I could see Choi Han using his body to block it.

“How touching.”

White Star let out a hollow laugh while simultaneously narrowing his eyes.
I saw shields hurtling toward me without hesitation—one black, one white.

“Dragons are truly selfish creatures.”

White Star chuckled.
Here was a human, Choi Han, desperately trying to save his comrades, yet the dragons’ attacks prioritized me over protecting their ally. That displeased him.

White Star twisted the whip’s trajectory.
Naturally, Choi Han was dragged along with it.

“Ugh!”

Then the whip and shields collided.
Inevitably, Choi Han had to meet the shields as well.

“Now, wouldn’t it be amusing if he injured his own comrades with his own hands?”

White Star laughed and swung the whip that Choi Han barely held onto with tremendous force. His body was hurled skyward, then sent flying toward the shields by the whip’s momentum.

That was the moment.

“Detonate!”

Ancient Dragon Erhafen commanded.
The platinum arrows detonated before they could even touch the water barrier.

Platinum light turned everything white.

“Conjure the mist!”

Vicross spoke to On.
Mist spread in all directions.

“Heh.”

Choi Han released the whip from his hand with a laugh. Raon then cast a voice spell.

-Acceleration magic! Brace yourself!

At the same moment, Choi Han’s body, lifted into the air by the whip, regained its balance.
Thud!
His feet touched the shield.
It was a white shield.
Choi Han’s body, having stepped upon that shield, shot forward at tremendous speed.

“…What?!”

The White Star’s eyes widened.

Choi Han moved with formidable velocity.
The White Star immediately discerned his trajectory.

The Mage.

He was heading toward the Mage capable of activating the teleportation magic circle.

“…Damn it!”

The White Star saw his subordinate Mage. The Mage was casting a shield, perhaps intending to erect one for me.
The Mage had paused his casting, his eyes wide as he watched Choi Han approaching him.

“How dare you!”

The White Star cried out without thinking and swung a wind whip toward Choi Han.

He possessed Ancient Powers, though he knew how to cast certain spells. However, he did not possess the skill level of that subordinate Mage.
He needed that subordinate to proceed with his plans comfortably.

‘…and the interior is twisted!’

The White Star was fighting with tremendous power, but the Ancient Powers within were unbalanced and twisted. In such a state, mana could not be used.
Rather, the mana and Ancient Powers would collide, causing the balance to crumble even further beyond control.

“How dare you think this is possible!”

The White Star drew upon the maximum power available in his current state, wielding a wind whip toward Choi Han.

“…Hmm!”

The Mage stopped his casting hand as he watched Choi Han being launched toward me.

Choi Han, who had shaped undulating black aura in both hands like a sword instead of wielding one, aimed for the Mage’s throat. The Mage urgently canceled the shield casting he had been preparing for the White Star.

Simultaneously, he changed his shield’s target.
He attempted to cast a shield for himself.

That was the moment.

‘…smiling?’

The Mage saw Choi Han smiling.
At the same time, the shape of his lips entered his vision.

‘Fa, st-‘

Fast.
The moment Choi Han’s lips formed those words.

“Cough!”

The Mage’s head bowed.
A poisoned dagger embedded itself in his right ankle. Simultaneously, the Mage twisted his body.
But there was another dagger climbing up his twisting form.

Squelch!
And that dagger severed the Mage’s wrist.
It was a poisoned dagger.

The Mage’s eyes shifted.

Behind him.

When Erhafen’s magic turned everything white and On’s mist made it difficult to discern the world’s shadows.
Raon’s acceleration magic was transmitted to one person.

“Unlike the Cat-Human Race.”

That person whispered to the Mage.

“The Molan Family kills those who try to flee first.”

Ron Mollan.
He offered the Mage a smile.
Kale Heniatus issued orders to his group.

Target the White Star’s hands and feet.

“Cough, hack!”

A thunderous sound reached the Mage’s ears as he gasped in pain.

Boom!

The wind whip that had come crashing down toward Choi Han was blocked by a white shield and a black shield.
Those two were originally defensive, not offensive.

“My lord…!”

The Mage’s eyes widened.

“Behind… behind!”

The White Star turned his head.

A stone spear came into view.

A sharp stone spear that had reached right behind him seemed poised to pierce through his skull at any moment.
As the White Star turned his head, blood spilling from his lips, he caught sight of Kale Heniatus’s smiling face as he hurled the stone spear toward me.

“Heh heh.”

Kale couldn’t suppress his laughter.
He spoke to his companions.

‘Let’s give the White Star a good scare and make him run.’

The White Star escaping leisurely through teleportation magic?
That was a scene Kale had no intention of witnessing.

The mage’s hands that would execute the teleportation casting were injured, and his body was poisoned.

Kale hurled a stone spear toward the White Star who was staring at me and spoke.

“What are you looking at?”

Boom!
The stone spear and the White Star collided, and a deafening roar echoed through the air.

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