Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 382

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The stone spear shattered into fragments.

Crack!
Stone shards scattered in all directions.

Whoosh.
Flames surged upward.
Kale Heniatus saw a sword wreathed in fire.

Behind the blazing sword that shot skyward like it would pierce the heavens, I could see the White Star’s eyes fixed upon me.

The stone spear Kale Heniatus had thrown was destroyed.
However, since it was only a single small stone spear and not dozens of them, its destruction dealt no real damage to Kale Heniatus.

In that moment, as Kale Heniatus’s eyes met the White Star’s, his mouth opened.

“Ron!”

The White Star released the wind whip from his hand.
Then, the wind whip began to move of its own accord.

Whoooosh!
The whip, now transformed into a massive wind vortex of an entirely different scale than before, left in its wake white particles that scattered like waves.
The path of the whip cleverly avoided Choi Han and the white shield, targeting the existence behind them.

Choi Han pursued the wind whip, but the wind was faster.
The true nature of the White Star’s wind attribute power was revealed.
The speed and destructive force of the vortex were incomparably greater than Kale Heniatus’s usual wind vortex.

Hong, standing beside Raon, found his mouth opening without his awareness.

“Grandfather!”

The wind whip, shaped like a colossal serpent, engulfed Ron and the Mage subordinate in an instant.

Boom!
Another deafening sound erupted.

“Father!”

Vicross cried out, and at the same moment, Choi Han—who had been rushing toward Ron—froze.
In that instant, something shot skyward.

It was Ron.
Beneath his feet was a white shield.
The white shield lifted Ron into the air.

“Damn it.”

But Ron’s expression was far from pleased.
He stared down at his own empty hands, his brow furrowing.

“…Cough! M-my lord…!”

The Mage slipped from Ron’s grasp.

Whoosh—
The magic whip cut through the white particles, coiling like a serpent to wrench the Mage away from Ron.

“…Ugh…!”

The Mage poured a potion onto his severed wrist and pressed a magic scroll against it.
He seemed to be attempting to stanch the bleeding.

“Tsk.”

Ron clicked his tongue at the sight.

‘What a waste.’

The White Star’s whip had been aimed at the Mage from the start. Because of this, as Ron leaned back and propelled himself skyward using the shield, he had no choice but to let the Mage slip away.

“…My lord!”

Emotion gleamed in the Mage’s eyes.
The White Star, his master, was not one to look after his subordinates. Yet his lord had saved him—and so his loyalty could only deepen further.

However, the Mage’s eyes soon wavered.

“Cough!”

The White Star coughed, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Even as he withdrew his subordinates, he continued to stare at Kale Heniatus.

A very brief moment.
No one dared to speak hastily.

Drip. Drop.
Droplets of blood traced down from the White Star’s mouth, falling from his chin and staining the white granules crimson.
In the White Star’s eyes, something dark red appeared.

“Heh, hehehehe….”

A face laughing with mouth wide open came into view.
The mouth was so drenched in dark red blood that the teeth and tongue were barely distinguishable.
That blood flowed far more profusely than the White Star’s, staining both his clothes and surroundings a dark crimson.

“Whether it’s you or me, we both cough up blood when we exert ourselves.”

The White Star saw Kale laughing as he looked at me.
Conversely, there was one who could not see Kale’s face at all right now.

Drip. Drop.
The Mercenary King Bird Illis stared only at the White Star, even as the dark red liquid falling from Kale’s mouth dampened his shoulder.

On the way back to this place, Kale had explained the plan to his companions. Raon then transmitted that explanation once more through magic into the minds of all his comrades.

‘Ron will attack the Mage’s hands and feet to disrupt the teleportation magic.’

This much had been executed properly.

‘Then I will strike the White Star with the Stone Spear.’

Bird carried Kale and rushed forward while posing a question about that explanation.

‘And after that?’

The White Star wouldn’t fall to such an attack, would he?

‘Perhaps the White Star would flee?’

Kale Heniatus answered Burd’s question calmly.

‘We don’t have the strength to kill the White Star right now. So even just watching him hide and run away would be enough.’

Burd recalled that conversation and bit his lip.

‘Run away, my ass!’

The White Star, staring at Kale Heniatus, showed no intention of fleeing whatsoever. Perhaps that was only natural.

‘He wouldn’t flee from just a stone spear like that.’

It was merely a single massive and sharp stone spear.
Would one who wielded wind whips and swords of flame fear a mere stone spear?

Burd felt his head aching just from thinking about what to do in this standoff.

Flinch.
But soon his shoulders trembled slightly.

‘…Kale?’

Burd Illis opened his eyes wide.

“…Hey.”

Kale Heniatus was dismounting from his back. Of course, he wasn’t descending cleanly. As he climbed down while gripping Burd’s arm, Kale’s hands trembled.
The two legs touching the ground were also trembling faintly.

‘…It’s not an illusion!’

Burd could clearly feel that those trembling hands and feet were not illusions. Because the trembling of the hand gripping his arm was something that couldn’t be created as an illusion.

“Kale!”

Bud called out to Kale in a hushed, urgent voice without even realizing it.
In that instant, their eyes met.

“I haven’t used it yet.”

What?
Bud didn’t immediately grasp what Kale meant.

Haven’t used it?
Haven’t used what?

But Bud’s mind swiftly recalled the strategy Kale had outlined.

The instances where Kale would exert his power in this operation.
There was only one: the Stone Spear.

‘…Didn’t he just use the Stone Spear moments ago?’

Confusion flickered across Bud’s eyes.

“You fool!”

A voice rang out.
Bud lifted his head.

Through the hole torn in the ceiling of the massive Stone Dome, the face of the Ancient Dragon Erhafen—one of the two dragons hovering above—twisted in fury.

“Kale.”
“Human!”

Simultaneously, Bud saw Raon and Choi Han, who had somehow positioned themselves beside Kale.
Only then did Bud understand what Kale meant by the ‘Stone Spear’.

It wasn’t just Bud who understood.
Everyone present grasped it.
They had no choice but to.

Uuuuoooong—
A tremendous vibration rippled outward in all directions.
Crack, crack, crack.
The sound of fracturing stone engulfed the battlefield.

The Giant Rock Dome.
Fissures began to spread across its surface.
But this was different from destruction.

Kuuoong!
The rocks comprising the dome shattered apart.
The fragmented stones had transformed into colossal stone spears.
Sharp-tipped lances began to aim toward the White Star.

“…Ha, haha.”

The White Star let out a hollow laugh.

I had harbored a mere 1% suspicion—could Kale Heniatus’s severe blood loss perhaps be an act?
But now there was no need for such doubt.

“So you truly intend to see this through to the very end.”

That subtle trembling across his entire body was not something that could be faked through mere illusion.
Why, you ask?

The White Star clenched his fist. His hand trembled as well.
He applied force to his hand to conceal this trembling.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his clenched fist.
And to him, Kale Heniatus spoke.

“Of course. I must see it through to the end.”

The White Star’s and Kale Heniatus’s gazes collided.

“Before you claim the power of the earth.”

The White Star’s lips curved upward. His gaze shifted to the Mercenary King standing beside Kale Heniatus.

“Did you hear about me lacking the power of the earth from the Mercenary King?”
“That’s right.”

Kale Heniatus nodded lightly in acknowledgment. Then he added matter-of-factly.

“Then shouldn’t I kill you before that happens?”

The White Star’s right hand moved.
The wind whip stirred into motion.

“My lord…!”

The wind whip lowered the Mage toward where the Bear Tribe was. Then it returned to the White Star’s side.
The sword of fire still rested in his right hand, and beside him, an enormous wind serpent churned endlessly in a vortex.

Whoooosh!
The massive dome vanished.
Instead, countless stone spears aimed at the White Star’s fire and wind.

“…Human.”

Kale heard Raon’s voice from behind his back.
Followed by Bud’s urgent whisper.

“Hey, you bastard! You didn’t explain that stone spears were like this! What about your body? You said you’d let the White Star escape? But, but!”

What was this precarious situation?!
It didn’t seem like it would end easily at all.

But Bud couldn’t continue speaking. Choi Han gripped his shoulder. And whispered near his ear.

“…The things you heard. You remember them all, don’t you?”

The things I had heard from Kale.
Bud’s expression changed. He realized what Choi Han was talking about.

That was the moment.
Kale’s finely trembling feet rolled across the ground.

Boom!

White particles erupted into the air as the ground trembled. Kale Heniatus opened his mouth.

“Everyone, fall back.”

Kale withdrew his hand from Burd’s arm and stood alone, rigid and resolute.
He extended both arms toward the White Star.

Whiiiiish—
The wind enveloping the White Star intensified even further.

Kale gazed upon that wind, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Jjangdol’s voice echoed through his mind.

-Are you really going to do this?

Then I have to.
Kale recalled “The Birth of a Hero,” the record Choi Jung-gun had inscribed.

What he recalled was content written on a single page.
Characters carved in the common tongue of the Eastern Continent.

【The final battle with the White Star who sought to become a god.】
【That battle would have been impossible without the Guardian.】

The record contained details of the final battle.
The Guardian surely referred to the fearsome Jjangdol.

【The sky observes all things from above, yet ultimately, the space where all things can live is the earth. Even birds that soar through the sky eventually rest in their nests upon the ground.】
【Lightning, rain, meteors—all fall to the earth. And yet the earth does not shatter; it endures.】

【The moment the Guardian of Stone blocked all of the White Star’s sky-attribute attacks, we were able to bring about the White Star’s end.】

And beneath that record lay a passage Choi Jung-gun had inscribed in Korean.
Those characters were Choi Jung-gun’s emotions and thoughts regarding the final battle.

【During this battle, the White Star possessed both sky and earth attributes, making the fight extraordinarily difficult.】
【But if.】

What if.
What if the White Star had no earth attribute power.
What if Jjangdol possessed both earth attribute Ancient Powers that existed in this world.

Currently, the White Star possessed only sky attribute power.
And Kale Heniatus possessed one earth attribute power.

There existed only two earth attribute Ancient Powers in this world.

Bud asked Kale Heniatus.

‘…Did you find it?’

Whether he had discovered the White Star’s weakness.

And Kale Heniatus answered.

‘Perhaps.’

A record written in Korean characters surfaced vividly in Kale Heniatus’s mind.

Earth alone cannot overcome sky, but with the aid of other attribute wielders, combat could proceed more favorably.

In this battle.
In this confrontation, I needed to gain certainty to transform that uncertain answer of ‘perhaps’ into something definitive.

Earth.
If I monopolized all earth power, then I would know whether I could overcome the White Star’s sky or not.
I had to discover this.

Because.
I possessed Ancient Powers of other attributes as well.

Moreover, my comrades were formidable even without Ancient Powers.

I stomped my foot once more.

Boom!
The earth trembled.

Choi Jung-gun recorded it.

【The sky may gaze down upon the earth, yet it can never destroy it.】
【The earth may gaze up at the sky, yet it will never bend to another’s will.】

Kale Heniatus’s mouth opened.

“Attack.”

A colossal stone spear hurtled toward the White Star.
At the same moment, his lips parted again.
But that was not all.
The White Star’s mouth opened as well.

“Move!”
“Flee!”

Move.
At Kale Heniatus’s command, the average nine-year-old, Bud, and Choi Han scattered in different directions first, with the rest of the group hurrying after them. The others followed in the wake of the average nine-year-old.
Kale Heniatus had said it.

‘We don’t have the strength to kill the White Star right now. So it’s enough if he merely sees us fleeing and hiding.’

Hide.
Following Kale Heniatus’s instructions, the group began to slip into hiding within the White Castle.

Kale Heniatus’s and the White Star’s eyes met.
The White Star, who had been acting as though ready to fight at any moment.
His wind whip formed a massive barrier.
A shield to block the stone spear.
Beneath it, a curtain of water unfurled.
The sword of fire vanished.

Kale Heniatus and the White Star.
The two looked at each other and spoke.

“Cunning bastard.”

The White Star spoke.
Kale Heniatus replied.

“Run well if you can.”

Then, rolling across the ground, he commanded the Stone Spearmen.

“Chase them to the very end!”

Spear and shield.
This time, the roles were reversed.

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