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.

flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared.

Paat!

the large but dark

are a total of five trap areas following this path. The

Blood Cultist stoically commented and

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great! So

“…….”

is your

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

the Demon Cult and Blood Cult

the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who

and there was a system

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

disarmed traps next

Cultist's pupils

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's

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,

hear the Purifier

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

black Dragon added

Blood Cultist, Number 7, felt as if he

what it meant for someone’s inside to flip

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say boiled

uses the power of

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

he couldn’t help but clench his teeth the more

would act so shamelessly in front of the

would either be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

had seen these

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

had never seen

attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger

They’re all

master, the black

them were very

these three were not the

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

why he could make

just quickly take care of them

was the Black

just disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I

Right...

should knock me

ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice and hurried. He moved without

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

Boom!

a short vibration and

moved his hand

area has been

third area was

device to disarm

whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot up in the air

was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

the

7 just ignored them

fourth area is

Clap, clap, clap.

was

7 scowled but Cale wasn’t even looking

himself while looking at the long

total of ten doors

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

Prince Sanders had said

a total of

treasures made of gold. The

explained the things in ten of

in the final

First Imperial Prince stopped for a moment there

things are in

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

this test was so I let him know it was

Imperial Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi, in

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

the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

Imperial Prince to show himself

Cale thought

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after seeing him do

far as I

move his chin up and down as if asking him

‘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

7 spoke in a

of area 5. However, do you see

blocking

on the other side of the wall looked the same as this side in Cale's eyes. However, Number 7 explained the

past here, it is full of

call dead mana death ki in the Central

that it

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

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.