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 appeared. The Blood Cultist touched that mechanism in

Paat!

the

total of five trap areas following this

Blood Cultist stoically commented and

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great! So

“…….”

what is

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

the Demon Cult and Blood Cult use this kind

novels had settings where people in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did

was quite frequent and there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

organization so should be in the top 10. Are you about

“…….”

“Number 7?”

who was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the Blood

Cultist's

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

already swirling around Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's hand

Puuuuush.

used his scabbard to push hard

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

hear the

the Blood Cult in your world is so rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important! My name is an extremely

added on

Blood Cultist, Number 7, felt as if

meant

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say

uses the

was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power

but clench his teeth the more

is nobody who would act so shamelessly in front of the

would either be scared, hostile, or bow down

seen these

Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least

had never seen someone like this

and his

all so damn

black

three of them

three were not the only

7 thought that he was probably the person who knew the most about

why he could make

quickly take care

was the Black

would just disarm all of the traps

‘I'll faint after that.

once I am no

Right...

should knock

a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice

wall and to a spot on the ground and

Boom!

a short vibration and a

hand

second area

area was

device to disarm is in

him to easily shoot up in the air

a location that someone who was not aware

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

the black Dragon were

just ignored them

area is

Clap, clap, clap.

was clapping

scowled but Cale wasn’t even looking

to himself while looking

been a total of ten

the walls of the hallway, had no doorknobs,

Sanders had said the

total of 11

first room had treasures made of gold. The second room had

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in

in the final eleventh

for a moment there before continuing

are in

off doing something on his own right now, had

what this test was so I let him know it was

Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi, in the Emperor’s

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

that the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

to the First Imperial Prince to

was what Cale thought the Emperor was

looked at Number 7 after seeing him

is as far as I

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

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

let it all out with one deep 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 individuals, those extremely crazy bastards

spoke in a calm

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

to see the wall blocking the path

the wall looked the same as this side in Cale's eyes.

here, it is full of death

they call dead mana death ki in the Central

meant that

why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and

‘It's dark.’

everything turned pitch black as soon as he

It was dead mana.