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.

flat wall pushed in before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood Cultist touched that mechanism in a

Paat!

the large but

areas following this path. The first

commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great! So

“…….”

is your

Blood Cultist and recalled the wuxia novels he had read

the Demon Cult and Blood Cult use

in the Demon

quite frequent and there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

so should be in the top 10. Are you

“…….”

“Number 7?”

who was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps

Blood Cultist's pupils

you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

used his scabbard to push hard against the Blood Cultist’s

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

the Purifier grumbling

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

Dragon added on

felt as if he

it meant for someone’s inside to

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

he did not dare to say boiled inside

like this uses the power of a

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

he couldn’t help but clench his teeth the

in the Central Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly in front of the Blood

or bow down to the

seen these three

Blood Cult has no growth at all. Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard

never seen

7 could not attack the Purifier and

They’re all so damn

sword master, the black Dragon, and

them were

these three were not the only

probably the person who knew the most about this group's strength

he could make a

quickly take care of them

the Black Bloods’

disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am no

Right...

knock me unconscious,

7 had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried. He moved

and to a spot on

Boom!

and a mysterious

moved his hand on top

second area has been

area was

disarm

to easily shoot

that someone who was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7!

the Purifier and the black

ignored them

is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was

7 scowled but Cale wasn’t even

while looking at

have been a total of ten doors

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

Sanders had

of 11 areas

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

explained the things

the final eleventh

for a moment there before

things are

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

I let him

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

able to deduce the Emperor's thoughts about it. He also understood

that the

At the same time...

First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to the

Cale thought the Emperor was

at Number 7 after seeing

far as I

move his chin up and down as if asking him

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

7 spoke in a

other 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

is full of death ki, what you

mana death ki in the Central

The name meant that it was the aura

is nothing I can do for you here. It is

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.