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.

before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood Cultist touched that

Paat!

enter the large but

trap areas following this path. The first area has been

Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised his

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

what is

recalled the wuxia novels he had read

Cult and Blood Cult use

Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did stealthy

quite frequent and there was a system

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

the organization so should be in

“…….”

“Number 7?”

was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to

Cultist's pupils just

guess you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

already swirling around Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's

Puuuuush.

Han used his scabbard 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 not using any martial

still hear the Purifier grumbling behind

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

black Dragon added on as

Blood Cultist, Number 7, felt as if he was going to

must be what it meant for someone’s inside

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say boiled inside of

this uses the

the Purifier use his power for the first

help but clench his teeth

Plains there is nobody who would act

either be scared, hostile, or bow down to

seen these three

like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at

had never seen someone like

Number 7 could not attack the Purifier and his

all so

the black

of them

three were not

who knew

he

take care of

Black

all

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am

Right...

should knock me unconscious,

7 had a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

wall and to a spot on

Boom!

vibration and

hand on

second area

area

disarm is in

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

a location that someone who was not aware would

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

and the

7 just ignored them and pushed

is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

was clapping

scowled but Cale wasn’t

thinking to himself while

been a total of

had no

Sanders had said the

a total of 11

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

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in ten

the final eleventh

stopped for a moment

are

own right

let him know it was Hide

and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial

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

thinks that the First

At the same time...

Imperial Prince to show himself

what Cale thought the Emperor was

at Number

as far as

his chin up

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

7 spoke in

area

wall blocking the path because it

the wall looked the same as this side in

past here, it is full of death ki,

call dead mana death ki in the

meant that it was the

is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and walked through the invisible

‘It's dark.’

had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked into Area

It was dead mana.