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.

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

Paat!

enter the large

of five trap areas following this path. The first area has been

Blood Cultist stoically commented and

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

what is your

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

Demon Cult and Blood Cult use this kind

where people in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult who did

and there was a

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

flinched and Cale

so should be

“…….”

“Number 7?”

was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to

The Blood Cultist's pupils

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

Han used his scabbard to push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his

could still hear the Purifier grumbling behind

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

added on as

felt as if he

meant for someone’s inside to

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

not dare to say boiled inside of

bastard like this uses the

7 had thought that it was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave him no other choice

help but clench his teeth

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

hostile, or bow down to

had seen these three reactions

at all. Number 7, really? Someone like you with so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should at least

had never seen someone like

Number 7 could not attack the Purifier and his motherfucking

all

sword master, the black Dragon, and

three of them

these three were

who knew the most about this group's strength

why he could make

quickly take care of them

the Black Bloods’

just disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am no

Right...

knock me

7 had a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

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

Boom!

and

his hand on top of

area has

third area was

to disarm is

that Cale put on him to easily

someone who was not aware would ever be able to

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

7! Great

and the black Dragon were

7 just ignored them and pushed

fourth area is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping as

but Cale wasn’t even looking

while looking at

total of ten doors

the hallway, had no doorknobs, and

Prince Sanders had

total of

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

First Imperial Prince had explained the things in ten of the

in the

for a moment there before

are

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

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

and Seek

it. He

that the First

At the same time...

Prince to show himself and come to the

Cale thought the

at Number 7

as far as

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

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the truly crazy high-level individuals, those extremely

spoke in

are no other devices until the end of area 5. However,

blocking the

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

here, it is full of death ki, what you

call dead mana death

that it was the

I can do for

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon

It was dead mana.