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 pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood

Paat!

made light enter the large but dark

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

Cultist stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

what is

recalled the wuxia novels he had read as

Demon Cult and Blood

Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did stealthy things did

there was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

and the disarmed traps

Blood Cultist's pupils just

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

A gust of wind followed Cale's

Puuuuush.

to push hard against the

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved quickly forward despite not using any

the

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

Dragon added

Number 7, felt as

it meant

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

dare to

this uses the power

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

he couldn’t help but clench his teeth

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

would either be scared, hostile, or bow down

had seen these

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

had never seen

not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

They’re all so

the black Dragon, and the

them were very

were

the person who knew the most about

he could

just quickly take care

Black

would just disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

knock me unconscious once I am no longer

Right...

should knock me unconscious,

mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice and hurried. He moved without

and to a spot on the ground and struck

Boom!

vibration and

moved his hand

area

area

to disarm is

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

a 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 Purifier and the black Dragon were

just ignored them and pushed

area is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping as

Cale

to himself while

a total

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

Sanders had said

a total of

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

Prince had explained the things in ten of

the final

Imperial Prince stopped for a moment there before continuing

are

own right

let him know it was Hide and Seek, and

had found this place while playing Hide and Seek

it. He

the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

to show himself and come to the

thought the Emperor was

and looked at Number 7

far

move 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 to the truly

7 spoke in

of area

blocking the

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

here, it is full of

they call dead mana death ki

meant that it was the

why there is nothing I can do for you

“Simple.”

Crack.

and walked through

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.