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.

in before some kind of

Paat!

the large but dark

a total of five trap areas following this path. The

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

is

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

Demon Cult and Blood Cult use

the wuxia novels had settings where people in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who

and there was a system that

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

ceiling and the disarmed traps next

The Blood Cultist's pupils just

guess you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

to push hard against the Blood

‘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

the Purifier grumbling

should at least have a name.”

Dragon added on as

as if he

must be what it meant for someone’s inside

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare

uses the power of

power for the first

couldn’t help but clench his teeth

Plains there is nobody who would act so shamelessly in

be scared, hostile, or bow down

these three

tsk. The Blood Cult has no growth 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

seen someone like

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

all

the black Dragon, and

them were

these three were

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

why he

quickly take care of them

Black Bloods’ world

would just disarm all of the traps

‘I'll faint after that.

unconscious once I am

Right...

knock me

had a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice

walked away from the wall and to a spot on the ground and struck down on

Boom!

vibration and

hand

area has

third area was after

to disarm

used a whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot up in

someone who was not aware would ever be able to

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the black Dragon were clapping

just ignored

is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping

Cale wasn’t even looking at

to himself while looking at the

total of ten

the hallway, had no doorknobs, and were the

Imperial Prince Sanders

a total of

area 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

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in ten

in the

First Imperial Prince stopped for a

are in

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

was so I let him know it was Hide and Seek, and

Imperial Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek

it.

thinks that the

At the same time...

to the First Imperial Prince to show himself and come

thought

and looked at Number 7 after seeing

as far as I

chin up and down as if asking him

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

spoke in a calm

area 5. However, do you see

the wall blocking the path because it was not

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

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

guess they call dead mana

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 ki so even I cannot

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and walked through

‘It's dark.’

everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked into Area

It was dead mana.