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!

enter the large but dark

following this path. The

stoically commented

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great! So

“…….”

what is your

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

the Demon Cult and Blood Cult use this kind of

had settings where people in the Demon Cult or Blood Cult

was a system that was used instead of

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Blood Cultist flinched and

should

“…….”

“Number 7?”

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

The Blood Cultist's pupils

you

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

scabbard to push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

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

still hear the Purifier grumbling

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

black Dragon added on as

7, felt as if he

must be what it meant for

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

words he did not dare

like this uses the power

7 had thought that it was a bit holy when he saw the Purifier use his power for the first time.

couldn’t help but clench his teeth

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

be scared, hostile, or bow down to the

had seen these

you with so much

had never seen

7 could not attack the Purifier and his

all

the black Dragon,

of them were very

these three were

that he was probably the person who knew the most about this

he could make

quickly take

was the Black Bloods’

would just disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

probably knock me unconscious once

Right...

knock me unconscious,

a mysterious ominous feeling. His steps

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

annoying voice and hurried. He

wall and to a spot on the

Boom!

vibration and

hand

second area has been

area was

disarm is in the

whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot up in the

someone who was not

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7!

and the black

just ignored them and

fourth area is disarmed

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

7 scowled but Cale wasn’t even

thinking to himself while

total of ten

hallway, had no

Prince Sanders had said the

of

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

for a moment there before continuing

are in

own right now,

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

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

thoughts about it. He also

thinks that the First Imperial Prince is

At the same time...

Prince to show

Cale thought the Emperor was

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after seeing

far

Purifier move his chin up and down

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

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

spoke in

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

to see the wall blocking

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

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

call dead mana death ki in the

The name meant that it was the

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

“Simple.”

Crack.

the way and walked

‘It's dark.’

turned pitch black

It was dead mana.