Trash of the Count’s Family - Chapter 416

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Chapter 91. Save Me!

-Human, why are you acting so strangely? How peculiar!

Raon’s voice filled my mind, but I couldn’t say anything in response.

‘I’ve been caught.’

There was no doubt that Choi Han had discovered everything.
The mere fact that he mentioned a friend of his distant cousin suggested he knew about Choi Jung-soo and Kim Rok-soo. Moreover, it seemed he had also noticed that Kim Rok-soo was me, Kale Heniatus.
No, it wasn’t just seemed—he definitely had.

“…Haha.”

With an awkward, meaningless laugh, my gaze quietly averted from Choi Han.

Boom! Boom!
Even in that moment, my Destructive Fire purified the dead mana, creating beautiful golden-red ash.
The Destructive Fire and the golden-red ash.
The sight of it all swirling together was truly beautiful from a distance.
However, those nearby were seized by the terror of death and fled, while those at the center weren’t in a state to comprehend the situation—though that was a slight difference.

Choi Han’s mouth opened.

“…Kim Rok-soo.”

At those words, spoken so casually, I found myself staring off at distant mountains. Of course, wrapped in the Destructive Fire, I couldn’t see the distant mountains at all—only a brilliant crimson inferno.
The dissolving black liquid was merely a bonus.

Choi Han quietly observed me.

‘…Kim Rok-soo.’

Choi Han repeated that name once more in his mind.
And he overlapped the images of me and Kim Rok-soo.

When he had become Choi Jung-soo.
Living in a dream, following the footprints of his memories, he had encountered many people.

Even after seeing Kim Rok-soo, one of those people, Choi Han had no particular thoughts about it. But the moment I awoke from the dream, the clever Choi Han realized that Kim Rok-soo’s appearance resembled someone.

No—it was identical.
That person was Kale Heniatus.

The way he spoke.
His facial expressions.
His personality.
Most of all.

‘You have to earn your keep.’

The words Kim Rok-soo casually uttered.

‘My dream is to be a jobless person, you know? A rich jobless person. If that’s too hard, then just jobless. Got it?’

Those words overlapped with someone else’s.
And the way Kim Rok-soo and Kale Heniatus used the ‘Record’ ability.
Moreover, the reactions that appeared whenever they used their abilities and coughed blood or felt pain in their bodies.

Finally, the conversation that existed in Choi Jung-soo’s memories.
During that very brief moment of rest when Choi Jung-soo felt peaceful, he was conversing with his colleagues.

‘Reading another fantasy novel?’
‘Unfortunately, not this time.’
‘Huh? Really? Since when do you read something other than fantasy novels?’
‘It happens sometimes.’

Choi Jung-soo, who had smiled sheepishly at his senior, made eye contact with Kim Rok-soo beside him.

‘Hey, do I look smart now?’

Kim Rok-soo shook his head at Choi Jung-soo.

‘Ahem.’

Choi Jung-soo continued his story as if he were used to Kim Rok-soo’s response.

‘Our family has studied ancient swordsmanship and martial arts for generations, right? My ability must be related to the sword as well. Why don’t I create a new swordsmanship that suits this modern era! Doesn’t that sound amazing? Hehe, I’m starting to feel pretty cool.’
‘…Good grief.’

Kim Rok-soo sighed deeply before his gaze settled on the book held in Choi Jung-soo’s hands.

‘What does creating your swordsmanship have to do with a pure Korean language book?’
‘It’s very important! Listen, the names are different! Look, there are so many beautiful Korean words!’

Choi Jung-soo opened the book wide. Upon seeing a word on the page that had just opened, his expression brightened as he spoke.

‘Look, right as I opened it, there’s a wonderful word! I’ll name my swordsmanship with beautiful Korean words. That’s what makes it cool! Hahahaha!’

The page had pure Korean written on it with ‘ㄹ, ㅁ’.
Since Choi Jung-soo saw that page, Choi Han saw it too.

Two words stood out clearly.
Raon, and Mir.
Joyful dragon.

‘Choi Han! I think my name is the greatest and most magnificent! Raon Mir! I am the great Raon Mir!’

I recalled the Black Dragon, who had been delighted that Kale Heniatus had given him his name.
Before this, I hadn’t known that Raon was a pure Korean word.
But as all the information came together, it revealed a certain truth to me.

Kim Rok-soo and Kale Heniatus might be the same person.

Then, all sorts of emotions swirled together in a chaotic mix.
Shock, anger, joy, sadness and happiness.
In that brief moment of opening my eyes and teleporting to arrive here, I experienced for the first time in my life such a torrent of conflicting emotions washing over me all at once.

My hand moved toward the sword’s scabbard.
The sword Kale had given me.
I traced my fingers along that scabbard.

Among all these swirling emotions.
Suddenly.
One thought that came to me, quite suddenly.

Did Cale choose to come to this world, or did he just end up here by chance?

The God of Death had given Choi Jung-soo the choice of whether to come to this world or not. Had Cale and Kim Rok-soo made such a choice as well?

The God of Death gave Choi Jung-soo a choice of whether to come to this world or not. Did Kale and Kim Rok-soo also make such a choice?
Choi Han continued his thoughts with his lips pressed firmly shut.

His eyes deepened with each slow caress of his sword’s scabbard.
Click. Click.
‘Damn it!’

And at that sight, Cale felt a chill run down his spine.

Click. Click.

Click. Click.
Thump. Thump. Thump.

He found himself thinking.
Kale Heniatus’s heart pounded. His shoulders shrank back ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly, without him even realizing it.
‘Is he going to hit me with the scabbard?’

Why did you deceive me? Why didn’t you tell me? You’re so much younger than me! You’re my nephew’s friend, and you’ve been lying to me all this time? What?

Why did you lie to me? Huh? Why didn’t you tell me? You’re so much younger than me! You’re my nephew’s friend, and you’ve been deceiving me all this time? Huh?
-The human and Choi Han are acting strange!

Raon’s words didn’t quite reach them.

Raon’s words didn’t even reach her properly.
‘…Ah, screw it. Should I just close my eyes and take the hit?’

Cale sank deeper into contemplation.

Kale Heniatus fell into deep contemplation.
-…I’m working hard on purification right now.

“…I’m busy purifying it right now.”
“Mr. Heniatus.”

Cale’s Power and Choi Han’s voices rang out simultaneously, and Cale naturally ignored Cale’s Power.
Having spent that much money, of course the purification had to be done properly.

“…Huh? Why?”

He asked awkwardly.

-…Human, are you trying to deceive Choi Han? Why are you making that strange virtuous expression? That’s odd. Don’t deceive Choi Han! Save that for the White Star!

Deceive? What nonsense!
Hearing Raon’s words, the corners of Cale’s mouth twitched slightly.
At that moment, Choi Han’s calm voice reached his ears.

“Kimchi, instant ramen, grilled pork belly, pajeon, vegetable tempura.”
“…What?”

Cale found himself staring blankly, his response equally vacant.
He couldn’t help it.

“You want to eat them, don’t you? You used to eat them often.”
“Huh?”
“Red chili paste stew, soybean paste soup, braised pig’s feet. You’re craving them, aren’t you?”

Choi Han asked gently, a smile now gracing his face, and Cale answered dazedly.

“…Craving them?”

Of course he was.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t mentioned it, but after years without eating the foods he’d grown up with, how could he not crave them?
Cale looked at him as if to say: why would you even ask that?

“Ha, hahahaha-”

Then Choi Han burst into laughter.
But he stopped abruptly.

“The two of us should go somewhere quiet and have a deeper conversation.”

Choi Han spoke gently, but I felt a chill run down my spine.
Click. Click.
It was the way his hand kept stroking the hilt of his sword, combined with his words delivered without a trace of a smile.

Choi Han looked at me and opened his mouth.

“Will you tell me everything honestly?”

I didn’t hesitate for even a second before blurting out my response.

“Why are you asking something so obvious?”

It was clear he’d already figured everything out and came to ask anyway—what was there to hide?
I grumbled, and Choi Han let out a soft chuckle at my reaction.

“Still, I’d like to ask something first. May I?”

I nodded.
Choi Han opened his mouth to speak.

Boom!
But no words could escape his lips.
I turned my gaze away.

Boom! Crash! Boom!

Dorf threw his fists forward, and with each strike, invisible force shattered the Destructive Fire and flames into fragments.
The crimson pillar crumbled, and Dorf’s face gradually became visible.

“Dead mana is so precious—what good is it if you burn it all away?”

Dorf laughed with ease, and I could see past his shoulder to what lay below.

“That bastard!”

Hana drew her sword and swung her aura toward Dorf’s back.
I could see Hana, covered in minor wounds.

“How spirited.”

Dorf threw a rough punch toward his back.

Boom!
“Ugh!”

Hana barely managed to block the intangible aura that Dorf unleashed with her sword. However, her body fell once more toward the rooftop below.

Crash!
Hana barely landed on both feet.

“I’ll kill that bastard myself!”

She shouted toward Kale Heniatus, visible between the pillars of fire that Dorf had destroyed.

“Heh heh, truly passionate for a swordmaster.”

Dorf said so while destroying the fire and lightning once more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The deafening sounds continued, and Kale Heniatus’s eyes met Choi Han’s.

“We need to fight?”

When Kale Heniatus spoke so casually, Choi Han calmly opened his mouth.

“Yes, but first, I just want to ask one thing-”

Boom! Boom! Bang! Bang!
Choi Han had to close his mouth again at the sound of Dorf’s punches.

“Heh heh, so there’s someone like Choi Han next to you. Seeing another warrior makes me want to fight fair and square! How about it—will you fight me after you deal with Kale Heniatus?”

Dorf said this cheerfully while continuing his barrage of punches.
Boom!
Bang! Boom!
Each time, the Destructive Fire shattered. Dorf gradually drew closer to where Kale Heniatus stood.
In the meantime, Choi Han quickly opened his mouth.

“Kale Heniatus, what I’m curious about is-”

Boom!

“I just need to ask one thing. Then my mind will be at ease—”

Bang! Crash!
Dorf shouted as he threw his fists.

“This is the last one!”

And Choi Han opened his mouth again.

“Come back—”

In that instant, Dorf’s fist struck the pillar of fire with tremendous force.

Boom!
A deafening roar erupted, far more violent than before.
I could see a circle opening through the flames.
Dorf stepped through that circle toward my center, baring his teeth in a grin.

“Now we can finally fight properly—”
“Shut up.”

But Dorf couldn’t even finish his sentence before he had to raise both arms and crouch defensively.

Boom!
A vicious black aura slashed across Dorf.

“Tch, you’re strong indeed.”

Dorf lowered his arms and grinned at Choi Han. But he quickly raised them again to guard.

Boom! Crash! Bang!
The black aura attacked Dorf relentlessly.
Dorf heard Choi Han’s voice.
It was spoken in a flat tone, without inflection.

“You’re annoying. Be quiet.”

I could see Choi Han speaking to Dorf with a fierce expression.

‘…Why is he making noise when I’m trying to talk?’

I clicked my tongue while looking at Dorf.
He was about to get beaten down.

Clang!
Choi Han drew his sword.

‘What a bloodthirsty guy.’

Until now, Choi Han had been attacking Dorf with aura surrounding his scabbard.
As Choi Han drew his sword as if he was about to fight in earnest, I gently patted his back and shouted.

“You’ve got this!”

Ha!
Choi Han let out a short laugh with a somewhat deflated expression. Then he turned around and looked at me.
But I spoke to him with a serious face.

“Can I ask you something?”
“What is it?”
“Well, if Choi Jung-soo is your uncle, shouldn’t we treat him with respect?”

Choi Han’s expression went blank, but I was serious.
He wasn’t just some distant ancestor—he was an elder of the Choi Jung-soo household, closer than I’d expected. It felt wrong to speak to him casually.
In the moment when Choi Han’s mouth opened and closed without managing to say anything.

“If you take your eyes off me—”

Dorf rushed at Choi Han.

Boom!
Choi Han released a burst of aura and looked at Dorf with an annoyed expression.

“I said be quiet.”

Then he spoke to me.

“That’s enough.”

I didn’t need the treatment of an elder.
It wasn’t necessary.
Choi Han set aside his conversation with Kale Heniatus for a moment and turned toward Dorf.

There was something I wanted to ask first.

‘Are you happy being here, Kale Heniatus? Do you have any regrets?’

Choi Han swallowed those words for now and raised his sword.

Crash! Bang!

The Lion King and the Sword Master Choi Han.
Fist and blade began to collide properly.

Watching the spectacle, Kale thought to himself.

Ah, what a relief.
That bastard will take the beating instead of me.

-Human! Why are you suddenly smiling so happily?

Choi Han didn’t seem nearly as angry with me as I expected.
Truly, Choi Han is such a good guy.

No matter how much I thought about it, I could only conclude that Choi Han was genuinely broad-minded and kind-hearted.

Crash! Bang!

Amidst the thunderous sounds erupting from all directions, my heart found peace.

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