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.

reached out and touched the wall and the flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism

Paat!

the

of five trap areas following this path. The first area

stoically commented and Cale raised his

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

what is your

the wuxia novels he had read as Kim Rok Soo. He

Blood Cult use this kind

where people in the Demon Cult

quite frequent and there was a system that was used instead

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

should be quite skilled in the organization so should be in the top 10.

“…….”

“Number 7?”

the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the

Cultist's

you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped around the Blood Cultist’s ankles as

Puuuuush.

push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

could still hear the Purifier grumbling behind

Cult in your world is so rotten. You should at least have a name.”

added on as

as if he

must be what it meant for someone’s inside

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say boiled

uses the power of a

power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him

clench his teeth the more he

is nobody who would act so shamelessly in front of

scared, hostile, or bow

these

Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood

never seen someone

Number 7 could not attack the Purifier and his

They’re all

the black

three of them

were not the

who knew the most about this group's strength

he could make

take

Black Bloods’ world

just disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

once I am

Right...

knock me unconscious,

had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

voice and hurried. He moved without any

walked away from the wall and to a spot on the ground and struck down

Boom!

short vibration and a mysterious

his hand on top

second area has

third area was after

device to disarm is in the

to easily shoot up in the air and modified

that someone who was not

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the Purifier and the black Dragon were clapping

just ignored them and pushed

area is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was

but Cale wasn’t even looking

thinking to himself while looking at the

total of

along the walls of the hallway, had

Prince Sanders had said the

total of 11

sorts of things. The first room had treasures made of gold. The second room had jewels, the

had explained the

the

stopped for a moment there

things are in

who was off doing something on his own right now, had said after meeting

Prince asked what this test was so I let him know it

Seek with his

thoughts about it.

thinks that the First Imperial

At the same time...

Imperial Prince to show himself and come to the

Cale thought

thinking and looked at Number

is as far

saw the Purifier move his chin up

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the truly crazy high-level individuals, those extremely crazy bastards in the Blood

7 spoke in a

devices until the end of area 5. However, do you see this invisible

able to see the wall blocking the path because it was not completely

same as this side in Cale's

get past here, it is full of death

guess they call dead mana

that

Anyway, that is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked through

‘It's dark.’

darkness they had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as he

It was dead mana.