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.

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

Paat!

the large

trap areas following this path. The

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing

“…….”

is your

recalled the wuxia novels he had

Demon Cult and Blood Cult use

in the Demon

there was a system that

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

so should be in the top

“…….”

“Number 7?”

and the disarmed traps next

Blood Cultist's pupils

I guess you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped

Puuuuush.

push hard against the Blood Cultist’s

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

hear the Purifier

have a name.” “That’s right,

added

7, felt as if he

it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say

like this uses the

was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was a sight

his teeth the more

who would act so shamelessly in

scared, hostile, or bow down to the

had seen these three

with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least give you

had never seen someone like this

7 could not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

They’re all

black

three of them

were

he was probably the person who knew the most about

why he could make a

take care of

was the Black Bloods’

disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once

Right...

should knock me

ominous feeling. His

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried. He moved without any

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

Boom!

short vibration and

moved his hand on top of

second area has been

third area was after

to disarm is in

to easily shoot up

location that someone who was

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

Purifier and the

just ignored them

is

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping

Cale

was thinking to himself while looking

a total of ten

the walls of the hallway, had no doorknobs, and were the same color

Sanders

of

had treasures made of gold. The second room had jewels, the third room had weapons made

had explained the things in

the final

stopped for a moment there

are

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

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

this place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth

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

that the

At the same time...

the First Imperial Prince to show himself and

Cale thought the

Number 7

is as far

his chin up and down

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

breath and started to speak. After taking some time to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the truly crazy high-level

spoke in a

no other devices until the end of area 5. However,

blocking the path because it

the same as this side in Cale's eyes.

here, it is full of death ki, what you call dead

they call dead mana death

meant that it was the aura of

call it death ki. Anyway, that is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so even I cannot

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

turned pitch

It was dead mana.