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.

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

Paat!

enter the large but

are a total of five trap areas following this path.

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great!

“…….”

what is your

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

the Demon Cult and Blood Cult use

in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did stealthy things

was quite frequent and there was a system

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched

should be quite skilled in the organization so should be in

“…….”

“Number 7?”

the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the

The Blood Cultist's pupils

I guess you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped around the Blood Cultist’s

Puuuuush.

to push hard against the

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

hear the Purifier

least have a name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important!

Dragon added on

Cultist, Number 7, felt as if he

be what it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say

like this uses the power

thought that it was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him no other choice but to

couldn’t help but clench his teeth the more

Central Plains there is nobody who would act

hostile, or bow

seen these

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

had never seen someone

not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger in

all

black

of them

three were

who knew the most about this group's strength in

why he could make a

take

the Black Bloods’

just disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

once I

Right...

knock me

had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

ignored the Purifier’s annoying voice and hurried. He moved without any

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

Boom!

and

moved his hand on top of

area

third area was

to disarm is in

put on him to easily shoot up in the air and modified some

who was not

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

and the black

7 just ignored them and

is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

scowled but Cale wasn’t even

himself while looking at

been a total of ten

along the walls of the hallway, had

Imperial Prince Sanders had said the

a total of 11 areas in

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

the things in ten of the

in the final eleventh

for a moment there before continuing to

things are

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

I let him know it was Hide and

Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with

it. He also understood why the First Imperial Prince

thinks that the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

Imperial Prince to show himself and come to

what Cale thought the Emperor

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after

is as far as

his chin up and

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

was extremely angry but 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

7 spoke in a

area 5. However,

blocking the path because it was not

the same as this side in Cale's eyes. However, Number

you get past here, it is full of

call dead mana death ki in the Central

that it was the aura of

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

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.