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.

the flat wall pushed in before some

Paat!

light enter the large but

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

stoically commented and

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

doing great!

“…….”

is

the wuxia novels he had read

Usually the Demon Cult and Blood Cult use this kind

wuxia novels had settings where people in the Demon Cult

and there was a system that was used

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

disarmed traps next to the Blood Cultist, opened

Blood Cultist's pupils

you are

The Blood Cultist frowned.

care and

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

A gust of wind followed Cale's hand and

Puuuuush.

scabbard to push hard against

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved

hear the Purifier grumbling

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

Dragon added on as

Number 7, felt as if he was going to

be what it meant for someone’s inside

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

words he did not dare to say boiled inside of

bastard like this uses the

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

but clench his teeth the more

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

be scared, hostile, or bow

these three

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

had never seen someone

and his motherfucking mouth despite the anger in his

They’re all so damn

the black Dragon,

of them were very

these three were not the

he was probably the person who knew the most about

he could

quickly take care of

the Black Bloods’ world

disarm all of

‘I'll faint after that.

me unconscious once I am

Right...

knock me

mysterious ominous feeling. His steps quickened

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

voice and

spot on the ground and struck

Boom!

a short vibration and a mysterious force

his hand on top of

second area has

area

disarm is in the

easily shoot up in the air and modified some things in

location that someone who was not aware would ever

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7! Great

the Purifier and the black

7 just ignored them and pushed

area is disarmed as

Clap, clap, clap.

Han was clapping as

7 scowled but Cale wasn’t even looking at

to himself while looking

total of ten doors until

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

Prince Sanders had

of

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

Imperial Prince had explained the things in

the

Prince stopped for a moment there before

things are

what Eruhaben, who was off doing something on his own

test was so I let him know it was Hide

place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi,

thoughts about it. He also understood

that the First

At the same time...

First Imperial Prince to show himself and

thought the

at Number 7 after seeing

far as

move his chin up and down

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

let it all out with one deep breath and started to speak. After taking some time to think about it, he realized that this

7 spoke in

of area 5. However,

the wall blocking the path

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

is full

guess they call dead mana death

name meant that it was the aura

Anyway, that is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is

“Simple.”

Crack.

way and walked

‘It's dark.’

had experienced until now, everything turned pitch black

It was dead mana.