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.

before some kind of mechanism appeared. The Blood

Paat!

light enter the large

five trap areas following

Blood Cultist stoically commented and Cale raised

Clap, clap, clap.

He clapped.

you're doing great! So

“…….”

what is

the wuxia novels he had

Blood Cult use this

had settings where people in the Demon Cult or Blood

was quite frequent and there was a

"What number are you?”

Flinch.

Cultist flinched and Cale

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

“…….”

“Number 7?”

the hallway ceiling and the disarmed traps next to the

The Blood Cultist's

you are Number

The Blood Cultist frowned.

and continued

“Let’s hurry.”

Swoooooooosh.

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

Puuuuush.

used his scabbard to push

‘Shit! These motherfucking bastards!’

his teeth but held himself back and increased his speed. Thanks to these whirlwinds the Purifier has created, his body moved quickly forward despite not

hear the Purifier grumbling behind

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

black Dragon added on as

Cultist, Number 7, felt as if

what it meant for someone’s

‘This motherfucking Purifier!’

did not dare to

like this uses

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

he couldn’t help but clench his teeth the

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

hostile, or bow down to

had seen these three

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

seen

and his motherfucking

all so

master, the black Dragon, and the

them

three were not

who knew the

was why he could make

just quickly take care of them

the Black Bloods’

disarm all

‘I'll faint after that.

unconscious once

Right...

knock me

had a mysterious ominous feeling.

“Oh. Good. Great speed.”

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

from the wall and to a spot on the ground

Boom!

vibration and a mysterious force field

moved his hand on top of

second area has been

third area

device to disarm is

used a whirlwind that Cale put on him to easily shoot

who was not aware

Click. Click.

“It is disarmed.”

Clap, clap, clap.

“Good job, Number 7.”

Number 7!

Purifier and the black

7 just ignored them and pushed

area is

Clap, clap, clap.

was clapping as

Cale wasn’t

thinking to himself while

have been a total of

along the walls of the hallway, had no doorknobs, and were the same color

Sanders had said

were a total of 11 areas in

things. The first room had treasures made of gold. The second room had jewels, the third room had weapons made of magic

the things in ten

in the final eleventh

First Imperial Prince stopped for a moment there before continuing to

things are

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

First Imperial Prince asked what this test was so I let him

had found this place while playing Hide and Seek with his younger brother, Fourth Imperial Prince Noi, in the

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

that the

At the same time...

the First Imperial Prince to show himself and come to the public

Cale thought

stopped thinking and looked at Number 7 after seeing

as far

Purifier move his chin up and down as

‘This arrogant little bastard!’

about it, he realized

spoke in a

no other devices until the end of area

the wall blocking the path because it was not

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

past here, it is full of death ki, what

dead mana death ki in

that it

is why there is nothing I can do for you here. It is extremely terrible

“Simple.”

Crack.

led the way and walked through the invisible

‘It's dark.’

until now, everything turned pitch black as soon as he walked

It was dead mana.