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

Paat!

made light enter the

trap areas following

stoically commented and Cale

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

is your

novels he had read as

and Blood Cult use this

of the wuxia novels had settings where people in the Demon Cult

frequent and there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and

quite skilled in the organization so should be in

“…….”

“Number 7?”

ceiling and the disarmed traps next

Blood Cultist's pupils

guess you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

of wind followed Cale's hand

Puuuuush.

scabbard to push hard against the Blood

‘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

the Purifier

is so rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s right,

Dragon added

as if he

be what it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say boiled inside of

bastard like this uses the power

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

but clench his teeth

the Central Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly in front of the Blood

scared, hostile, or

these three

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

had never seen someone like this

7 could not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

They’re all so damn

sword master, the black

them were very

these three were

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

was why he could make

quickly take care of them

the Black

disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

knock me unconscious once

Right...

should knock

had a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

wall and to a spot on

Boom!

and

hand on top

area

third area was after

device to disarm

easily shoot up in

a location that someone who was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the Purifier and the black

7 just ignored them and pushed

is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping as

Cale

while looking

have been a total of ten doors

of the hallway, had no doorknobs,

Prince Sanders had said

of 11

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

the things in

in the final

for a moment there before continuing

things are in

own right now, had said after meeting with the First

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

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

about it. He also understood why the First Imperial

the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

Prince to show himself and come

what Cale thought the Emperor

and looked at Number 7

as far

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

‘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 in the

in

of area 5. However, do you see

were able to see the wall blocking the path because it was

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

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

they call dead mana

that it was the

is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so even I cannot

“Simple.”

Crack.

and walked

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.