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.

Paat!

light enter the

areas following this path. The first area has

commented and Cale raised his

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing

“…….”

is your

at the silently walking Blood Cultist and recalled the wuxia novels he had

Cult and Blood Cult use this kind of

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

there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

hallway ceiling and the disarmed

Blood Cultist's

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

followed Cale's hand and wrapped around the Blood Cultist’s ankles as

Puuuuush.

scabbard to push hard against the Blood Cultist’s

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

the

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

added on

felt as if

it meant for someone’s inside

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

dare to say boiled inside of

uses the

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

help but clench his

Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly in

be scared, hostile, or

had seen these three reactions

at all. Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much

never seen

the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

all

black Dragon,

them were

three were not the

who knew the most about

was why he could make a

quickly take care of

Black Bloods’

would just disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am no

Right...

knock me

a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried. He

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

Boom!

a short vibration and a

7 moved his hand on top of

second area has

area was after

disarm is in the

a whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot up in the air and modified some things

location that someone who was not aware would ever be able

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

the black Dragon were

ignored them and

area is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was

but Cale wasn’t even looking at

while looking at

been a total of ten

along the walls of the hallway, had no doorknobs, and were

Sanders

were a total of 11

gold. The second room had jewels, the third

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in ten

the final

First Imperial Prince stopped for a moment there

are

recalled what Eruhaben, who was off doing something on his own right now, had said

what this test was so I let him know it was Hide and Seek, and mm...

while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial

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

that the First

At the same time...

First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to the

was what Cale thought the Emperor

Number 7 after seeing him do

as far

his chin up and down as if asking him to

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

7 spoke in a

until the end of area 5. However, do you see this invisible wall

the wall blocking

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

full of death

they call dead mana

name meant that it was the aura

I can do for you

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and walked

‘It's dark.’

everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked into

It was dead mana.