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.

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

Paat!

made light enter the large but dark

total of five trap areas following this path. The first area

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

what is your

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

Usually the Demon Cult and Blood Cult

where people in the Demon Cult or Blood

there was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

ceiling and the disarmed

The Blood Cultist's pupils

I guess you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

wind followed Cale's hand and wrapped

Puuuuush.

to push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

hear the Purifier grumbling

name.” “That’s right, human! A name is important! My name is an extremely great

Dragon added on as

felt as if

must be what it meant for someone’s inside to flip

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say boiled inside

uses

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

his teeth the more he experienced

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

or

had seen these

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

seen someone

attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger

all

master, the black

them were

these three were not the only

was probably the person who knew the most about this

was why he could make

just quickly take

Black

would just disarm all of the traps and

‘I'll faint after that.

unconscious once I

Right...

knock me unconscious,

had a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

from the wall and to a spot on the ground and

Boom!

a short vibration and a

hand on top of

second area

area was after

disarm is in

easily shoot up in the air and modified some things in the

location that someone who was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

and the black Dragon were

7 just ignored them

is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

was

scowled but Cale

was thinking to himself while looking

been a total of ten doors

had no doorknobs, and were the same color as

Imperial Prince Sanders had said the

a total of 11

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

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in

in the

for a

are in

something on his own right now, had said

Imperial Prince asked what this test was so I let

this place while playing Hide and Seek with

thoughts about it. He also understood why the First Imperial Prince

the First Imperial

At the same time...

First Imperial Prince to show himself

thought the Emperor was

at Number 7

as far as I

chin up and down as if

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

some time to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was

spoke in

area 5. However, do you see this invisible wall

were able to see the wall blocking the path

same as

it is full of death ki, what you

they call dead mana death ki in the Central

meant that

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

“Simple.”

Crack.

and walked through

‘It's dark.’

until now, everything turned pitch black as

It was dead mana.