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.

Cultist reached out and touched the wall and the flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood Cultist

Paat!

made light enter the large

areas following this path. The first area

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

what is your

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

the Demon Cult and Blood

in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who

was quite frequent and there was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and Cale

organization so should be in the

“…….”

“Number 7?”

who was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed

The Blood Cultist's

I guess you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped

Puuuuush.

used his scabbard to push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has

hear the

least have a name.” “That’s

black Dragon added on

as if he was going to

be what it meant for someone’s

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

dare to say boiled

this uses the power of a

a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first

his

who would act so shamelessly in front of the Blood

be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

seen these three

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

had never seen

Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite

They’re all

sword master, the black Dragon, and the

three of them were

were not

person who

was why he could make

quickly take care of them

the Black Bloods’

disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am no

Right...

should knock me unconscious,

mysterious ominous feeling. His

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

voice and hurried.

wall and to a spot on

Boom!

a short vibration and a

hand on

second area has been

area was after

device to disarm is in

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

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

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7!

the black Dragon

just ignored them and pushed

is

Clap, clap, clap.

was clapping

7 scowled but Cale

was thinking to himself while looking

total of

the hallway, had no doorknobs, and were

Sanders had

of 11 areas in

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

the

the

for a moment there before

things are in

recalled what Eruhaben, who was off doing something on his own right

this test was so I let him

Hide and Seek with his younger brother,

Emperor's thoughts about it.

that the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

Prince to show himself and come to the public

thought

thinking and looked at Number 7 after seeing him do

as far as I

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

‘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

spoke in

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

were able to see the wall blocking the

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

it is full of death ki, what you

dead mana death ki

meant that it

there is nothing I can do for you

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and walked through the

‘It's dark.’

had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black

It was dead mana.