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.

in before some kind of mechanism

Paat!

made light enter the large but dark

five trap areas following this path. The first area has

Cultist stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing

“…….”

is

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

Blood Cult use this kind

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

frequent and there was a system that

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and Cale

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the Blood Cultist,

Blood Cultist's pupils just

you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

of wind followed Cale's hand and

Puuuuush.

scabbard to push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

hear the Purifier

your world is so rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s right, human! A

Dragon added

Cultist, Number 7, felt as if he

it meant for someone’s

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

words he did not dare to say

uses the power of a

it was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was

help but clench his teeth the

the Central Plains there is nobody who would act so

either be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

had seen these three

at all. Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least give you a name. Giving a

seen

the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the

They’re all so

master, the black

three of them were very

these three were not

that he was probably the person who knew the most about

why he

take care

was the Black Bloods’ world

just disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

once I

Right...

knock

had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried.

the wall and to a spot

Boom!

and a mysterious force field

hand on

second area has been

third area

disarm is in the

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

was a location that someone who was not aware would ever be

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

the black Dragon were

just ignored them and

is

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping as

scowled but Cale wasn’t even looking

to himself while

have been a total of

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

Sanders had said the

a total of 11

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

Prince had explained the

in the final eleventh

Prince stopped for a moment there before continuing

things are

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

so I let him know it was Hide and Seek, and mm... He

Hide and Seek

had been able to deduce the Emperor's thoughts about it. He

thinks that the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

the First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to

thought the

looked at Number 7

is as far as

saw the Purifier move his chin up and down as if asking

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

to speak. After taking some time to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the truly crazy

7 spoke in a calm

devices until the end of area 5. However, do you

were able to see the wall blocking the path because it

other side of the wall looked the same as this

full

mana death ki

ki. The name meant that it

is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so even I cannot enter without

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and walked through the

‘It's dark.’

they had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as

It was dead mana.