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.

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

seemed

a place in the Emperor's Palace where they store the generations of necromancer candidates who have become

‘Yes.’

moment before he

more specific, they are not

‘Then?’

helper

that the helper Sanders was talking about was

He is still captured. That guy

‘I see.’

that the generations of Emperor candidates who have turned into undeads had some connection

don’t know the

what Sanders

existences that

keywords were making

First Imperial Prince

things that I saw were like undeads but

And...

be handling all of the

as well. Sanders was saying that the person

you

of the undeads, but... This was enough information for Cale to have

“...It’s obvious.”

"Excuse me?”

your

smiled gently. However,

The Blood Cult.

World that was similar to

‘...Jiangshi.’

in the basement of the Emperor’s Palace were closer to jiangshis

might be wrong,

frequently appeared in the wuxia novels that

are many types of jiangshis but

person connected to

who held control over the Emperor's life would be the

get

he spoke while walking over to the

this Hide and Seek... That is when we

Click.

Olivia quietly observed Cale as he walked toward the hallway that was being lit up by the morning sunlight. His white hair sparkled with the light but all

color made her

* * *

robe fully down to

eyes were

“...What a mess.”

a man holding a sword approaching a middle-aged person

“State your background.”

"Excuse me?”

middle-aged man who looked as if he had lived quite the arduous mercenary life flinched at the sudden question and scowled

Clang-!

had pulled out a sword and was pointing it at the

your identity, your background, and the reason for your

“Ugh.”

mercenary seemed anxious for a bit before he quickly

out for a job and am returning home. I have my mercenary’s

out your

“Yes sir!”

plaque and the man

“You can go.”

“...Yes sir.”

the mercenary’s plaque and the middle-aged man received it carefully before urgently leaving the

a mess right now and it

mumbling reached Cale’s

“Hmm?”

Cale was covered by

to

“Who are y-”

he could not

Shh.

swordsman’s neck. The man’s pupils

‘When?’

also had his face covered by a hood and that person was pointing the sword at the swordsman’s neck. It was exactly as he had done to

second hooded figure at all, got chills on his back before

who do you think you dare to

he could not finish

Shhh.

took off

green eyes, and the white cloth covering the

the priest in charge of her

then placed a hand on Choi Han’s

sword

“…….”

silently moved the sword away from

swordsman covered his neck with his hand

did not recognize

finally lowered his head after seeing the plaque that Olivia gave to

“Goodbye then.”

urgently left without saying anything

a few citizens of the Empire sneering at the swordsman but an odd mood

“Let’s go.”

next to Cale and walked by his side after Cale gave the order. Choi Han

suspicious of each

district but there was an oddly sunken

it was not

was pretty calm overall, similar to

the third

atmosphere in the capital that was changing day

are acting worse and worse

of the favorites had died among the nineteen candidates and

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

candidates are even grabbing anybody on the street and questioning their

now was one of

able to immediately recognize

people acting like this swordsman were slowly

have

helpers to poke and prod around the capital. According to the information the church has gathered, some of them were not only using their helpers but stealthily using their families or organizations

craziness would become worse as

‘...This isn’t good.’

bit when they learned

Everybody kept quiet.

what happened to the mercenary just now would happen

be publicly executed, the

it be okay

Han asked Cale in a quiet