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

Paat!

made light enter the large but

a total of five trap areas following

stoically commented and Cale raised his

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great!

“…….”

what is your

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

Blood Cult use this

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

was a

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

was inspecting the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the Blood Cultist,

Blood Cultist's pupils just

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

didn't care and continued to

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved quickly forward despite not using

still hear the

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

Dragon added on as

as if he was going to

meant

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

words he did not dare to

this uses

saw the Purifier use his power for the

he couldn’t help but clench his

who would act

hostile, or bow

seen these three

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 name is not that

had never seen someone like

the Purifier and his motherfucking mouth

They’re all so

the black Dragon, and

of them

were not the

who knew the

was why he could

quickly take care of them

Black Bloods’ world

all of the

‘I'll faint after that.

unconscious once I am no longer

Right...

should knock me unconscious,

a mysterious ominous

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

Purifier’s annoying voice

the wall and to a spot on the ground and struck down on the

Boom!

and

moved his hand on

area has

area was after

disarm

that Cale put on him to easily shoot

who was not

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the black Dragon were

ignored them

area is

Clap, clap, clap.

Choi Han was clapping

Cale wasn’t even

was thinking to himself while looking at the

been a total

had no doorknobs, and were the same color

Imperial Prince Sanders had

were a total of

gold. The second room had jewels, the third

Imperial Prince had explained the things in ten of the

in the final eleventh

a moment there before

are in

own right now, had said after meeting with the First

was so I let him know it was Hide

and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi,

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

that the First

At the same time...

is signaling to the First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to

what Cale thought

at Number 7 after

is as far

move his chin up

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

was extremely angry but let it all out with one deep breath and started to speak. After taking some time to think about it, he realized that this Purifier was only decently crazy compared to the truly crazy high-level individuals, those extremely crazy

7 spoke in a calm

of area 5. However,

blocking the path because

wall looked the same as this side in Cale's eyes.

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

dead mana death

name meant that

there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible death ki so even I cannot

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

experienced until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked into Area

It was dead mana.