Trash of the Count's Family

TCF2-50

However, Cale's group was not walking that quickly.

Cale started to speak.

“Why are you so slow?”

“…….”

The Blood Cultist was walking extremely slowly.

It was at that moment.

Push.

“......!”

The end of the scabbard in Choi Han's hand pushed against the Blood Cultist’s back.

The black Dragon with dark blue eyes whispered next to the Blood Cultist at the same time.

“Hey Blood Cultist! I don’t know what the Blood Cult is, but...”

“Crazies.” (TL: The author uses the word for cult here, but cult doesn't work well because it is already the Blood cult so crazies it is.)

“Aha! Our human says that you are crazy people! Then, hey crazy Blood Cultist!”

The black Dragon spoke energetically with a bright smile on his face.

“The Emperor won't come even if you walk slowly!”

Smile.

The black Dragon smiled and the Blood Cultist flinched because the smile was almost identical to the Purifier's.

Cale didn’t care and spoke in a lighthearted and calm voice.

“If the Emperor happens to show up, we will just destroy the whole thing, destroy the Imperial Palace and run away.”

The Blood Cultist did not say anything.

However, his heart was beating wildly.

‘That’s exactly what I want!’

That was truly what the Blood Cultist wanted.

‘It is none of my business what happens to the Black Bloods or this Imperial Palace!’

He was only worried about his one true god, the Blood Demon.

However, he stopped walking and turned around after hearing what Cale said next.

“After causing all of that chaos, I will definitely keep you alive and take you with me. To the Central Plains. Then I will meet the Blood Demon and say the following.”

The green eyes that were visible through the mask were smiling.

Those smiling green eyes looked at the Blood Cultist.

“I will tell him that I was able to create such a mess thanks to everything you told me. I will tell him that is the reason I was able to come see him and that I will turn the Blood Cult into the same kind of mess.”

“......!”

“And that it was all thanks to you.”

“......”

“Oh right, I also have to tell him something else. I need to tell him that you decided to become a priest of the Church of the Fire of Purification. I'll say that you said that the Blood Cult was trash.”

“......!”

“Ah, that is going to be so much fun. Don’t you think so?”

The silent Blood Cultist started speaking.

“You good faction-like son of a bitch.”

“Oh. Thanks for the compliment.”

Cale smiled and then added on.

“But if you help us get through this tomb, I will at least go to the Central Plains and say that you did not betray the cult until the end. I will also tell them how sincere you were about the Blood Cult.”

His voice had a jovial tone to it but his eyes were serious. The Blood Cultist could sense the sincerity despite this being his enemy.

The Blood Cultist turned around and opened his mouth to speak.

“...Follow me.”

His voice was solemn and sorrowful.

- Human, I can’t understand that crazy Blood Cultist!

Raon shared his thoughts into Cale's mind.

- Is it that important to be told that he was sincere about the Blood Cult? I cannot understand it! Actually, I don’t want to understand it either!

Cale slightly nodded his head.

‘What good would it do to understand the thoughts of those Blood Cult bastards?’

He had this feeling every so often that Raon tended to not waste time with useless things. It was instinctual for him.

‘Anyway.’

Cale’s eyes sparkled while looking at the Blood Cultist who was now walking quickly.

‘This bastard seems like he would be quite useful in many ways.’

This bastard basically had blind loyalty and faith toward the Blood Cult.

That made it easy to handle him.

‘...I need to definitely take him to the Central Plains.

But I'll take him to the Roan Kingdom first.’

The Blood Cultist would probably faint if he found out what Cale was thinking, but Cale had made up his mind to take this Blood Cultist with him.

‘I'll need to ask him to guide me through the Blood Cult as well.’

It would be a threat disguised as a request, but either way, Cale didn't want to let go of this Blood Cultist who was surprisingly easy to talk to.

That was why he asked while looking at the Blood Cultist who was walking in front of them and approaching a wall.

“Hey, what is your name?”

“…….”

“Does the Blood Cult not even give you a name?”

Click. Click.

and the flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood Cultist touched that mechanism

Paat!

made light enter the large but

are a total of five trap areas following this

commented and Cale raised his

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

is

walking Blood Cultist and recalled the wuxia novels

Blood Cult

settings where people in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult

was quite frequent and there was a system that

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

the organization so should

“…….”

“Number 7?”

inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps

Cultist's

guess you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped around

Puuuuush.

Han used his scabbard to push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has

still hear the Purifier grumbling behind

name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important! My name is an extremely great and mighty

added on

Number 7, felt as if he was

must be what it meant

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

dare to

this uses the power of a

he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was a sight that

but clench his teeth the more

would act

would either be scared, hostile, or bow down

these

really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least give you a name. Giving a name is not

had never seen someone like

the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

all so damn

sword master, the black Dragon,

three of them

were

the person who knew the

was why he could make a

take care

the Black

disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

probably knock me unconscious once I am

Right...

should knock

mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

the Purifier’s annoying voice and hurried. He

and to a spot on the ground and struck

Boom!

vibration and a mysterious

his hand on top

area

third area was

to disarm

used a whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily

someone who was not aware would ever be able to

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7! Great

Purifier and the

just ignored

is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

7 scowled but Cale wasn’t even looking

himself while looking

a total of ten

were along the walls of the hallway, had

Prince Sanders had said the

were a total of 11 areas

area had all sorts of things. The first room had treasures made of gold. The

First Imperial Prince had explained the things

in the final eleventh

Imperial Prince stopped for a

things are

recalled what Eruhaben, who was off doing something on his own right now, had said after meeting with the

First Imperial Prince asked what this test was so I let him know it was Hide and Seek, and mm...

and Seek

Emperor's thoughts about it. He also understood why the First Imperial Prince had

Emperor thinks that the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

is signaling to the First Imperial Prince to show

Cale thought the Emperor was

looked at Number 7 after seeing

is as far

7 saw the Purifier move his chin up and down

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

to think about it, he

in a calm

of area

blocking the path because it was

the other side of the wall looked the same as

get past here, it is full of death ki, what

they call dead mana

meant that it

is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely

“Simple.”

Crack.

and walked

‘It's dark.’

they had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked into Area

It was dead mana.