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.

out and touched the wall and the flat wall pushed in before

Paat!

enter the large

trap areas following

Blood Cultist stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing

“…….”

what is

looked at the silently walking Blood Cultist and recalled the wuxia novels he had read as Kim

Blood Cult use this kind of

Demon Cult or

there was a system

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched

the organization so should be in the top

“…….”

“Number 7?”

inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next

Cultist's pupils just

you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's hand and

Puuuuush.

to push hard

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

clenched his teeth but held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved

could still hear the Purifier grumbling

rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important! My name is an extremely

Dragon added on

felt as if he

it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

he did not dare to say boiled inside of

like this uses the power

holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It

clench his

the Central Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly in

either be scared, hostile, or bow down to

had seen these

really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least give

had never seen

attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

They’re all

master, the black

of them were very

these three were not the

that he was probably the person who knew

was why he could make a

take care of

the Black

disarm all of the traps

‘I'll faint after that.

once I am no longer

Right...

knock

7 had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried.

wall and to a spot on the ground and struck down on

Boom!

vibration and a

7 moved his hand

area has been

area was after

to disarm is

Cale put on him to easily shoot up in the air and

was a location that someone who was not aware would ever be

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7! Great

the black Dragon were clapping

just ignored them

area is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

Cale wasn’t

while looking at

been a total of ten

had no doorknobs,

Imperial Prince Sanders had said the

total of 11 areas in

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

the things in ten of the

in the final eleventh

Imperial Prince stopped for a

things are in

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

was so I let

and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth

had been able to deduce the Emperor's thoughts about it. He also understood why the First

the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

to the First Imperial Prince to show himself

what Cale thought the

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after

is as far as I

7 saw the Purifier move his chin up and down as if asking him to explain

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

After taking some time to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the

spoke in a

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

to see the wall blocking the path

looked the same as this side in

it is full of death ki, what you call dead

they call dead mana death ki

name meant that it was the

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

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked through the

‘It's dark.’

until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as

It was dead mana.