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 and the flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared. The

Paat!

made light enter the large

following this path.

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

what is

wuxia novels he had read as Kim Rok Soo. He

Usually the Demon Cult and Blood Cult

the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did stealthy things

frequent and 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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

disarmed traps next

The Blood Cultist's pupils just

you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

gust of wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped around the Blood Cultist’s ankles

Puuuuush.

to push hard against the Blood Cultist’s

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

Blood Cultist clenched his teeth but held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these

could still hear the Purifier

Blood Cult in your world is so rotten. You should at least have a name.” “That’s

black Dragon added

felt as if he was going

be what it meant for someone’s inside to

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to say boiled

like this uses the

saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him no other choice but to think

help but clench his teeth the more

the Central Plains there is nobody who would

either be scared, hostile, or bow down

seen these three

so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least give you a name. Giving a name is

had never seen someone

not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite

They’re all so

master, the black Dragon, and the

them were very

three were

who knew the

why he could

take

the Black Bloods’ world

would just disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

once I am

Right...

knock

mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

voice and hurried. He

wall and to a spot on

Boom!

and a mysterious

moved his hand on top of

area has been

area

device to disarm is in

on him to easily shoot up

was not aware would ever be able

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the Purifier and the black

ignored

is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping

Cale wasn’t even

was thinking to himself while looking

total

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

Sanders

total of 11 areas in

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

explained the

in the

First Imperial Prince stopped for a moment

are in

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

test was so I let him know it was Hide

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

it.

thinks that the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

to show himself

was what Cale thought the Emperor

Number 7 after

as far as

chin up

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

spoke in a calm

of area

see the wall blocking the path because it was not

other side of the wall looked the same as this side

it is full of death ki, what you call dead

dead mana death ki

The name meant that it

ki. Anyway, that is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.