Trash of the Count's Family

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“I will be using that power.”

Cale could not get himself to call the Fire of Destruction the power of a god.

- ...Cheer up, Cale.

He did his best to ignore the Super Rock consoling him. Cale just thought about it in a relaxed manner.

‘I'll be leaving this world anyway, so it doesn't matter whether they see me as the purifier or whatever.

I just need to take care of things properly.’

Cale decided to think about it as lightheartedly as possible.

- Human, that expression just now seemed more like the crown prince's expression than your usual smile!

He did his best to let Raon's comment in one ear and out the other.

He spoke to Olivia instead.

“I will let you know the overall plan, so I hope that you can move accordingly, your Royal Highness.”

“...Okay.”

Olivia had noticed how the Purifier was reluctant to show himself. She knew how big it was that he had chosen to reveal himself.

That was why she was willing to move according to his will.

She was willing to do so even though she was not fully recovered.

“And there is something we must do during this next week.”

Olivia’s shoulders tensed after hearing the Purifier’s solemn voice.

"What is it?”

She then thought about what would happen at the public execution ground in a week.

It was different from her original imagination.

The Agents of Destruction and the Church of the Fire of Purification... The Purifier revealing himself in between them...

Olivia and the people loyal to her would be with them.

How would that crazed sight she had initially imagined change?

She got chills for a completely different reason now.

‘I'll do it.’

She made up her mind.

‘I'll do whatever it takes.’

She would do anything for the image in her mind to become reality.

The Purifier started to speak.

“We need to loot the Emperor's Palace.”

Silence filled the area for a moment.

“…….”

Olivia could not say anything.

- Human, I knew that you wouldn't waste your time! Yes, a week is plenty of time to loot the Emperor’s Palace! Alright! How exciting! Will we all be going?

Cale focused not on the excited Raon but the silent Olivia's shaking pupils before wondering why she was reacting like this and continuing to speak.

“Do you remember the information that the First Imperial Prince shared with us?”

“Ah.”

Olivia’s expression finally brightened after hearing that.

“You are talking about the issue of the undeads!”

“...Y, yes?”

Cale had an unsettled look on his face as he agreed with the now exaggeratedly bright expression on Olivia's face.

“As I expected!”

Olivia nodded her head multiple times as if she finally understood him and continued to speak.

“I knew that you would have some deep meaning behind it!”

Why would the Purifier, someone who uses the power of a god, really want to loot something as trivial as the Emperor's Palace?

Olivia gently smiled thinking that the Purifier was purposely using such lighthearted terms to address such a heavy topic.

‘Yes, this is not the time to just worry. It is the time to do something, anything.’

Olivia became a bit more energetic. However, her face quickly stiffened.

She knew what the Purifier would ask for her to do.

"Do I just need to be keeping his Majesty occupied?”

“Yes ma’am. I need someone to distract him as we need to get into his bedroom in the Emperor’s Palace.”

Olivia contemplated it for a bit before nodding her head.

“I want to be consoled and wish to console him. That should be a justified reason to go seek his Majesty.”

She then added on.

“I also think that it would be good if I use this time to make it look as if I have given up on the second test.”

“That is a good idea, your Royal Highness.”

Cale was satisfied watching Olivia figure out her role on her own.

- Human, going to loot is just going to loot. Is there some deeper meaning to it? Oh, do you mean that you are going to loot everything that is hidden deeply as well?

He tried his best to ignore Raon's comments. But he could not do that.

- Human, but to be more accurate, it is not actually undeads, is it?

Cale recalled the interrogation of First Imperial Prince Sanders that was disguised as a quite intimate face-to-face chat.

The First Imperial Prince had not been that sincere in his response to Cale's questions, but he did his best to answer.

the back, haven’t you? In fact, you’ve had that thought

questions that Cale asked seemed

is a place in the Emperor's Palace where they store the generations of necromancer candidates

‘Yes.’

silent for a moment before he

more specific, they are not

‘Then?’

Mineh’s helper still

the helper Sanders was talking about was the Blood

That guy won’t be able to escape from

‘I see.’

Cale realize that the generations of Emperor candidates who

don’t know the

paid attention to what Sanders

that were similar to

were

First Imperial Prince

saw were like undeads but definitely

And...

handling all of the

this test as well. Sanders was saying that the

you about the true identity

didn’t know anything else regarding the identity of the

“...It’s obvious.”

"Excuse me?”

your Royal

gently. However, his eyes sank

The Blood Cult.

something in the Wuxia World that

‘...Jiangshi.’

basement of the Emperor’s Palace were closer

might be wrong,

frequently appeared in the wuxia novels

of jiangshis but they were all made

Emperor was most likely the person

held control over the Emperor's

an eat and get eaten type of

spoke while walking over to the door and grabbing the

frantically moving around for this Hide and Seek... That is when we will make our

Click.

being lit up by the morning sunlight. His white hair sparkled with the light but all she could think about was the violent red color

made her

* * *

fully down to cover his face as he walked toward

eyes were looking all

“...What a mess.”

approaching a middle-aged person who looked

“State your background.”

"Excuse me?”

looked as if he had lived quite the arduous

Clang-!

out a sword and was pointing it

identity, your background, and the reason for your visit to

“Ugh.”

mercenary seemed anxious for a bit before

for a job and am returning home.

your mercenary’s

“Yes sir!”

plaque and the man thoroughly

“You can go.”

“...Yes sir.”

and the middle-aged man received it carefully before urgently leaving the area.

a mess right now and it

reached Cale’s

“Hmm?”

He saw that Cale was covered by a long robe and his face was covered by the hood as

this to

“Who are y-”

he could not finish

Shh.

was pointed at the swordsman’s neck. The man’s pupils started

‘When?’

hood and that person was pointing the sword at the swordsman’s neck. It was exactly as he had done to the mercenary just

swordsman, who had not noticed the second hooded figure at all, got chills on

do you think you dare to point

not finish that

Shhh.

off

green eyes, and the white cloth covering the area underneath

in charge of her

placed a hand on Choi

your sword as you have startled the

“…….”

silently moved the sword away from the

his neck with his hand before avoiding

did not recognize

he finally lowered his

“Goodbye then.”

urgently left without

quite a few citizens of the Empire sneering at the swordsman but an

“Let’s go.”

and walked by his side after Cale gave the order. Choi Han was observing

suspicious of

but there

not a depressed

were small issues here and there but it was pretty calm

is the

was feeling the atmosphere in the capital that

acting worse and worse as

the nineteen candidates and three other highly-ranked candidates had lost their helpers or were

wanted to push ahead using this opening were acting crazier and crazier in the Hide

grabbing anybody on the street and questioning their

just now was one of

was able to immediately recognize the disguised

swordsman were slowly

people who have a decent level of people

the information the church has gathered, some of them were not only using their helpers but stealthily using

would become worse as time went

‘...This isn’t good.’

when they learned about it. However, the slowly overbearing actions of the

Everybody kept quiet.

what happened to the mercenary just

time, their anger toward the people waiting to be publicly executed, the

it be okay

Cale