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.

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

Paat!

light enter the large but dark

areas following

Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great! So

“…….”

is

novels he had read as Kim Rok Soo. He suddenly thought

Blood Cult use

the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did stealthy

there was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

should be in the top 10. Are you

“…….”

“Number 7?”

disarmed traps next to

Cultist's pupils

I guess you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

push hard against the

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

Cultist clenched his teeth but held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved

could still hear the Purifier grumbling behind

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

Dragon added on

Number 7, felt as if

be what it meant for someone’s inside to flip

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say boiled

this uses the power of a

his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him no other

clench his teeth the

Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly

would either be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

seen these

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 name is

had never seen someone

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

all

sword master, the black Dragon, and the

them were very

were not

that he was probably the person who knew the most about this group's strength in

why he could

just quickly take care

the Black

just disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

knock me unconscious once I

Right...

should knock me

mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

to a spot on the

Boom!

was a short vibration and a

hand

second area has been

third area

device to disarm

on him to easily shoot up in the

a location that someone who was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7!

Purifier and the black Dragon were clapping

just ignored them

is

Clap, clap, clap.

was

scowled but Cale wasn’t even

to himself while

a total of ten doors

of the hallway, had no

Prince Sanders had said the

a total of 11 areas

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

Imperial Prince had explained the things in

in the final

stopped for a moment

are in

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

let him know it

Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi, in the Emperor’s

Emperor's thoughts about it. He

the First Imperial

At the same time...

to show himself and come

what Cale thought the Emperor was

looked at Number

as far as I

up and down as if asking him to explain

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy

7 spoke in a

of area 5.

to see the wall blocking the

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

is full of death ki, what you call

mana death ki in the

that it was

We call it death ki. Anyway, that is why there is nothing I can do for you here.

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and walked

‘It's dark.’

experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon

It was dead mana.