Trash of the Count's Family - TCF Part 2 - Chapter 102: I Can't Breathe! (6)

It came out.
It was coming out again.
Blood just kept coming out.
“Cough.”
Wouldn’t I die from excessive blood loss?
“H-Human! Choi Han-ah, if he throws up blood like this and die, I’ll destroy the world! I’ll destroy the Central Plains!”
He heard Raon’s voice.
“O-Oh my god-… W-What kind of being is he-…”
He could also hear the trembling voice of Elder Ho.
“Cale-nim, Cale-nim!”
With Choi Han’s flustered voice, Cale eventually had no choice but to make a sound again.
“Cough!”
Blood came out again.
It was driving him crazy.
His body staggered and leaned forward. The body that had been sitting down was now falling forward as if it were bowing.
He attempted to stretch out his arms and touch the ground, but his body could not respond quickly.
However, his body did not fall forward.
“Don’t faint.”
Cale nodded as Sui supported him.
“Breathe properly.”
Cale just closed his eyes instead of answering.
He was going crazy because of the blood.
Is it okay to bleed like this? If humans bleed like this, don’t they die?
‘…It’s refreshing.’
He felt more and more comfortable, and also had a refreshing feeling as if he had inhaled fresh air.
In addition, his mind became clear, and he felt warm as if the blood circulated around his body.
-I-It’s hard!
The teary voice of the old crybaby was heard, but Cale ignored it.
He felt it. That his body was recovering at a faster rate than ever.
‘I’m feeling better now.’
Thump. Thump. As he felt his heart beating at its own pace, no more blood came out.
“Something to wipe.”
Words were spoken properly now.
Cale spread his palms. His fingertips were not shaking as he was fine.
“Yes.”
Choi Han clearly replied ‘Yes.’
‘Huh?’
But nothing was placed in Cale’s hands. Instead, Choi Han and Raon wiped Cale’s mouth, face, and neck with large towels that he did not know where it came from. Choi Han wiped off what was on his clothes.
“Human, are you okay now?”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
Cale answered, frankly.
“I’m in the best condition right now out of the past few days.”
“…Cale-nim!”
“Huh?”
Cale paused at the call that sounded pressing.
‘What’s wrong with him? Is it because he forgot to call me Young Master Kim since earlier?’
The expression was scary.
‘!’
But he saw something scarier than that.
Ron was seen standing still over Choi Han’s shoulder.
The person who would have originally been the first to wipe off the blood on Cale was standing there, staring at Cale.
Without a smile in sight.
‘What?’
Scary, really scary.
The cold expression made Cale look away without realizing it.
“Ha!” At that moment, he heard Ron let out a sigh of exasperation.
Cale’s shoulders flinched. Sui Khan grinned alone at that sight, but no one noticed.
It was because of Cale’s words that followed.
“Get out of the way.”
His eyes shifted to a place.
“Check the condition of Namgung Tae Wi.”
Cale pulled himself up.
‘Much better.’
Unlike when he collapsed earlier, he could get up very easily now.
He slipped away from Sui Khan’s support and approached Namgung Tae Wi who was behind Sui.
“…Young Master Kim.” Sword Saint’s eyes were shaking. Cale glanced at him and looked at Tae Wi first.
Tae Wi was lying on the floor of the deserted house.
Cale squatted beside him and looked at the heart.
The place where the hideous black heart was sticking out.
The black heart was no longer seen.
This did not mean that new flesh had sprung up in its place.
‘What is that?’
A red membrane covered the spot.
A red film that resembled the color of the Fire of Destruction that Cale used.
It had replaced the part where the black heart was.
He reached out without realizing it.
A red membrane.
Its touch was like skin and iron. Somewhere in between that.
But it was warm.
It was a little hotter than a human’s body temperature.
Thump. Thump.
And he could feel the heart beating underneath it.
Cale raised his head.
Tae Wi was breathing peacefully with his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.
He was alive.
Without any trace of the black solid lines all over his body.
All that was left was a red membrane.
Cale shifted his gaze.
Sword Saint.
He looked at Cale with trembling eyes.
It was then.
“Esteemed Purifier, I can no longer feel the energy of dead mana!”
Cale nodded to the voice of Durst who was filled with emotion. At the same time, he looked at Chief Eunuch Wi.
“Chief Eunuch Wi, would you please take a look?”
“I-I will!” Chief Eunuch Wi paused as their eyes met, but soon grabbed Tae Wi’s wrist. And he gently closed his eyes as if examining the pulse.
“Raon, check it too.”
“…I understand, human.”
Raon had a sullen expression as he looked at Cale, but soon after, he checked Tae Wi. His gaze was quite serious. Cale stroked the back of Raon’s head.
At that time, Chief Eunuch Wi opened his eyes.
“…His pulse is normal.”
However, contrary to what he said, his expression was not good.
Wi turned to the Sword Saint.
“Tell me.”
Hearing the calm voice of the Sword Saint, Wi tightly shut his eyes and said.
“All his inner chi is gone. His dantian is completely broken.”
“Ha,” Elder Ho sighed.
“I’ll take another look.” Fist King Mok Hyeon approached and check the pulse that Wi had held.
“…It’s true.”
The chi energy.
It was something more precious than life for martial arts practitioners.
Most martial arts utilized inner chi, which meant that there must be chi accumulated inside to properly exert one’s power.
Furthermore, martial arts practitioners devote their lives to cultivate their inner chi.
Therefore, if the inner chi one had accumulated in their life disappeared, a murim person could not help but feel a great shock.
“His dantian is destroyed.”
And the space for storing inner chi was the dantian.
In other words, his destroyed dantian meant that he could no longer cultivate his inner chi. It also meant that he could no longer live as a martial arts practitioner.
“…Perhaps the energy that arose from Tae Wi before the self-destruction earlier seems to have been generated by destroying the dantian.”
Cale nodded at the words of Mok Hyeon while quietly looking at the Sword Saint.
A warrior whose inner chi had disappeared and his dantian destroyed.
His life would be full of hardships in the future.
‘But I saved his life, so I won’t be resented for this, right?’
The moment Cale thought about what to do if the Sword Saint showed a different attitude from before.
“…I see.”
Sword Saint was calm.
He captured the peaceful expression of Tae Wi in his eyes.
“If you live, that is enough.”
A sincere voice.
His gaze gradually headed down.
The red membrane came into view.
The warm yet clear energy emanating from it.
That must have been the power that kept Tae Wi alive.
Namgung Tae Wi turned out to be a Living Jiangshi of the Blood Cult and tried to kill himself.
The child, no, he was now a young man rather than a child.
Seeing him sleeping soundly with the same face as when he was a child, various thoughts passed through the Sword Saint’s mind.
‘…I thought that raising and expanding the power of the clan was for the sake of the family.’
Therefore, he did not bend his pride and always raised his head high.
He could do that.
Because he was the Sword Saint, one of the Five Saints, the best of the Good Faction.
Because he was the previous head of the great Namgung Clan.
However, was that thought really righteous?
‘…Young Master Kim.’
His gaze headed to Young Master Kim. Even after wiping off the blood, his appearance was a mess from the already hardened bloodstains.
He tried to save Tae Wi to the extent that he became like this.
‘That black energy-…’
It was truly evil.
He wondered how a human could have such energy.
Purifying it so that it neither killed nor hurt anyone.
‘No, only he was hurt.’
‘Purification’ must be so difficult to the extent that a person who had reached the highest rank, the Nature Realm, would cough blood.
From that person’s perspective, a great elder of the imperial family, he had used that on Namgung Tae Wi, a being who should have been killed.
‘…Sword Saint, Sword Saint.’
The title of Sword Saint embarrassed him.
Sword Saint was ashamed of himself.
He wanted to say this to someone else for the first time since he lived.
‘Thank you.’
Thank you very much.
“Young Master Kim-…”
He felt compelled to say this now.
For the first time in his life, he showed courage that he had never had before.
To express his gratitude to someone.
A sincere appreciation, not a superficial one.
My blood relative.
Our family’s honor.
No, thank you for saving me.
If Tae Wi had gone wrong, I and my clan would have collapsed.
You are truly our benefactor.
“Cough!”
At that time.
“!”
He could not say his thanks.
Young Master Kim suddenly curled up, clutching his stomach with both hands.
“H-Human! What happened? I’ve never seen anything like this!”
“Uuugh.”
Cale was surprised.
-I’m sorry.
The old man said while weeping.
-You spilled too much blood… don’t you feel really hungry?
This isn’t the level of being hungry!
My stomach hurts. I’m so hungry that I think I’ll be in big trouble.
But I don’t think I will collapse or faint.
Just.
‘Food!’
An unbearable feeling of hunger struck him.
“Human!”
“Cale-nim!”
Through the various voices, Cale noticed Raon’s plump cheeks. He barely opened his mouth.
“A-Apple-…”
Apple pie.
Give me some of that-
“Huh?”
The moment Raon tilted his head, Ron’s voice was heard.
“Raon-nim, do you have apple pie?”
“Ah!”
Raon immediately opened his subspace and took out an apple pie.
“Human! Eat this! Hurry up and eat!”
And just as he was about to shove the unsliced apple pie into Cale’s mouth.
The moment Choi Han was taken aback by that sight and tried to slice the apple pie with his sword.
“Eh?”
“Huh?”
“!”
The eyes of the Fist King, Sui Khan, and Ron headed to one place.
The ceiling of the abandoned house.
Crash!
The place collapsed.
“Human! E-Eat! Eat to live!”
Cale took a bite of the apple pie that fully filled his mouth and asked.
‘What?’
He blankly stared at the ceiling that collapsed at one side.
The collapsing ceiling.
The dust rose.
‘What’s happening all of a sudden?’
Why did that collapse?
“As I thought.”
Then he heard Ron’s low voice.
It was a bit scary.
Cale was about to get goosebumps.
“Die!”
Two people fell sharply from the ceiling.
‘What? When were they hiding?’
Cale opened his eyes in surprise.
Regardless, the person who shouted ‘Die!’ appeared through the settling dust.
‘Murder Demon?!’
Murder Demon, one of the Five Demons.
The leader of the Killing School, a group of assassins.
She threw the daggers she held in both hands into the air.
The daggers flew through the dust clouds.
Shwing!
Then the sound of a sword being drawn was heard.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
The daggers all fell to the ground in vain.
And Cale could see the second person who fell from the ceiling.
“Eh?”
Cale unconsciously let out a stupefied voice.
And spoke in a daze.
“It’s Choi Jung Soo.”
Choi Jung Soo, who appeared through the dust, had an awkward smile as he waved to Cale.
“Long time no see.”
For the first time in a long time, Cale could see his team leader, Sui Khan, frowning and rubbing his forehead with his hand.
Anyway, Choi Jung Soo seemed a little shy and awkward towards Cale. He cautiously asked.
“Are you feeling okay?”
Munch, munch.
Cale chewed the apple pie in his mouth first.
“Human, eat slowly!”
He thought as he felt Raon’s front paws patting his back.
‘I can’t breathe.’
What’s going on all of a sudden?
(PN: AHHHHHHH CHOI JUNG SOO IS HERE!!!!!!! ARGFDDFUTJYDH)