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.

pushed in before some

Paat!

the

trap areas following this path. The first area has

stoically commented and Cale

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing

“…….”

is your

walking Blood Cultist and recalled the wuxia novels he had read as Kim Rok Soo. He suddenly thought of

Cult and Blood Cult

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

was a system that was

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next

Blood Cultist's

I guess you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

were already swirling around Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped around the

Puuuuush.

push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

clenched his teeth but held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the

hear the Purifier grumbling behind

in your world is so rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important! My name is an extremely great

black Dragon added

Blood Cultist, Number 7, felt as if he was

be what it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

he did not dare to say boiled inside of

this uses the power

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

clench his

would act so shamelessly in front of

be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

seen these

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

never seen someone like this

could not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger in his

They’re all

master, the black

them were very

were

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

was why he could make

just quickly take

the Black Bloods’

disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

unconscious once

Right...

knock me

a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

the Purifier’s annoying voice

spot on the ground and struck down

Boom!

a short vibration and a mysterious force

moved his hand on top of

second area

area was

to disarm

on him to easily shoot up in the air and modified some things in

was a location that someone who was

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

the

7 just ignored them and pushed

fourth area is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

but Cale wasn’t even looking

while looking at

a total of ten

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

Imperial Prince Sanders had

were a total of 11 areas

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

Prince had explained the

the final

for a moment

are in

his own right now,

I let him know it was Hide and Seek, and

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

to deduce the Emperor's thoughts about it.

thinks that the

At the same time...

Imperial Prince to show himself and come

Cale thought the Emperor

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after

is as far as

Purifier move his chin up and down as

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

it all out with one deep breath and started to speak. After taking some time to think about it, he realized that

7 spoke in a calm

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

able to see the wall blocking the path because it was not

the same as this side in Cale's

you get past here, it is full of death ki, what

they call dead mana death ki in the

that

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

“Simple.”

Crack.

and walked through the

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.