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 mechanism appeared. The Blood Cultist touched that mechanism in

Paat!

enter the large

a total of five trap areas following this

stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great!

“…….”

what is

wuxia novels he

Blood Cult use this kind of

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

and there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and Cale

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps

Blood Cultist's pupils

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

were already swirling around Cale's ankles. A gust of wind followed Cale's hand and

Puuuuush.

his scabbard to push hard against the Blood Cultist’s

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

still hear the

have a name.” “That’s right, human! A name

added on

as if he was going

must be what it meant for someone’s

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

dare to

like this uses the power of a

his power for the first time. It was a sight that gave

help but clench his teeth

nobody who would act so shamelessly in front

hostile, or bow down to the Blood

seen these

so much loyalty... That Blood Demon bastard should

never seen

attack the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth despite the

all so damn

the black

them were

these three were not

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

he

quickly take care of them

was the Black Bloods’

disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am

Right...

should knock me

ominous feeling. His steps quickened even

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

7 ignored the Purifier’s annoying voice and hurried.

the wall and to a spot on the

Boom!

and

his hand on top of

second area has been

third area was

to disarm is

7 used a whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot up in the air and modified some things in

location that someone who was not aware would

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the black Dragon

just ignored them and pushed

area is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping

scowled but Cale wasn’t even

thinking to himself while looking at the long

total of ten

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

Imperial Prince Sanders had said

were a total of

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

Prince had explained the

the final eleventh

stopped for a moment

things are in

doing something on his own

First Imperial Prince asked what this test was so I let him know it was Hide and

Prince had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger

Emperor's thoughts about it. He also understood why the First Imperial Prince had

thinks that the First Imperial Prince

At the same time...

the First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to the

thought the Emperor was

looked at Number 7

far as

saw the Purifier move his chin up

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

spoke in a calm

end of area 5. However, do you see this invisible

wall blocking the path because

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

you get past here, it is full of death ki,

mana death ki

that it was the

do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so even I cannot enter without protective

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and

‘It's dark.’

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

It was dead mana.