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.

Blood Cultist reached out and touched the wall and the flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism

Paat!

made light enter the

are a total of five trap areas following this path. The first area has been

Cultist stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing

“…….”

what is

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

Cult and Blood

in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult

and there was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

should be in the top 10. Are you

“…….”

“Number 7?”

ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the Blood

Cultist's

I guess you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

used his scabbard to push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has

still hear the

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

Dragon added on as

7, felt as

it meant for someone’s

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say boiled

bastard like this uses the power of a

his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him no other

couldn’t help but clench his teeth

nobody who would act so shamelessly in front of the

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

these

The Blood Cult has no growth at all. Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much loyalty...

had never seen someone like

the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger in his

They’re all so

black

them were very

three were not the only

that he was probably the person who knew the most about this group's strength

he could make

take care

Black Bloods’

would just disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once

Right...

knock me unconscious,

ominous feeling. His

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice

the wall and to a spot on the ground

Boom!

and

moved his hand

area has

third area was after

device to disarm is

on him to easily shoot up in the air and

who was not aware would ever be able

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7!

Purifier and the black Dragon were

just ignored them and pushed

area is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

was

but Cale

himself while

have been a total of ten doors until

along the walls of the hallway, had

Sanders had said

were a total of 11

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

explained the

in the final

a moment there before

things are in

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

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

Imperial Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with

Emperor's thoughts about it. He also

that the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

to the First Imperial Prince to show

was what Cale thought the Emperor was

looked at Number 7 after seeing him

as far as

chin up and down as if asking him to

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

it, he realized that this Purifier

in a calm

end of area 5. However, do you see this

see the wall blocking the

the wall looked the same as this side in

full of death ki,

dead mana

The name meant that

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.

way and walked through

‘It's dark.’

until now, everything turned

It was dead mana.