Trash of the Count's Family

<Lunacy, Worship. And the Way (13)>

Cale looked into Hons' shaking pupils as he spoke.

“Over there.”

“!”

Hons looked at the spot Cale was pointing at and flinched before slowly moving away from that spot.

He then landed next to the area.

Boom.

The ground shook once more and Hons looked at where he had been sitting.

Cisco was still unconscious while buried in the mud.

Hons looked away.

He then spoke to Cale once again in a serious tone.

“I, Hons, want to be on your side. I know your identities.”

“Hooo.”

Cale looked at Hons, who no longer looked serious with his black eye and large body, before asking.

“Who are we?”

Hons responded without any hesitation.

“You must be the ones who saved Xiaolen and defeated the Blood Demon.”

Smirk, the corners of Cale’s lips started to rise. He looked at Hons with interest as he spoke.

“You seem quite interested in external affairs.”

He then thought to himself.

‘Yes, by now it only makes sense for some of our enemies to figure out who we are.’

Especially in Aipotu, even if the enemies did not know who they were, they should at least recognize the things that they had done.

‘Since the Purple Bloods schemed against the Blood Cult.’

They pretended it was a hierarchical yet cooperative relationship on the outside, but the reality was that the Purple Bloods had planted a bomb to destroy the Blood Cult.

"That’s right. I am very much interested in other worlds.”

"Why?”

Cale motioned to Eruhaben with his eyes while chatting with Hons.

Eruhaben understood his intentions and channeled his mana.

Splash splash.

He pulled out and tied up the unconscious Cisco.

Hons peeked at her before pretending not to see anything.

“Since the world will be destroyed soon.”

Cale recalled what Eruhaben had told him.

‘This world does not have much time left.’

‘Apparently this world will perish if the foundation disappears.’

Cale thought about the goal of the Hunters once he heard about that.

They were trying to offer the worlds they were in as sacrifices to create a new god, the omnipotent god.

Thinking about that, the Dragons of the Purple Bloods were doing very well.

‘However…’

Cale had a question. It was actually a thought he always had on his mind.

‘If they offer up the world they live in, where do they plan on residing after that?’

The Five Colors Bloods probably didn't need to worry about that since they were wanderers.

As for the black mages in Xiaolen or the Blood Cult…

The leaders of the respective Hunter families would have their followers who gathered together to create their factions.

‘They are also competing against each other.’

Yet they were still casting away their world?

This decision seemed inconsistent.

‘Mm.’

Cale had a couple thoughts about that matter.

‘Maybe-’

He also had one idea.

He thought it made no sense but it sounded plausible.

“Hey.”

He felt as if he got a bit more info about the answer to that question.

Cale approached Hons, whose face was as large as Cale.

He then looked into his eyes.

“What you just said.”

Hons had said something.

‘That’s right. I am very much interested in other worlds.’

Cale asked the reason and this had been his answer.

‘Since the world will be destroyed soon.’

Cale analyzed his words a bit differently.

“You said that the world will be destroyed soon.”

He gently asked.

“When you say world, are you talking about Aipotu? Or are you talking about all the worlds?”

Cale recognized the emotions gathering in Hons’ eyes.

This Dragon half-blood…

"As I expected, it was the right choice to choose you guys.”

Cale's comments just now were a confirmation for his decision.

“I do not know everything. However, there is a hypothesis I have.”

“Hold on.”

Cale had to ask Hons a question before their conversation continued.

Before they talked about anything else…

"Why do you want to be on our side?”

He still had not received a clear answer about that.

Hons looked away from Cale for a moment.

He then looked up at the sky.

“I, my death is near.”

‘Mm.’

As Cale slightly flinched.

“As I expected.”

Eruhaben quietly mumbled and Cale looked toward him.

– This Dragon half-blood seems to be telling the truth. No wonder he seemed fatigued during their fight. It was because he did not have much life left.

He then heard Hons’ voice.

“I've lived an unsightly life but, maybe because my death is near… I've been thinking about the good memories I've had while living in this world. Even someone like me had a lot of good memories.”

He really didn't have much time left. It was not a couple years.

It would not be weird even if he died tomorrow. He was sure that he would die earlier than Pope Casillia.

The church did not know about that.

That meant that his allies did not know.

Dragon half-bloods were born in instability.

There was no order for their leaving.

Human and Dragon blood.

Their bodies overloaded or they died immediately if the balance between the two was broken.

It made him keep looking back now that his death was near.

It felt extremely cheesy but it also felt obvious.

Hons had no attachments to this world.

Honestly speaking, it didn’t matter to him if it ended up destroyed.

But he had memories and the people who gave him these memories kept falling into her mind.

“And the ones who allowed me to make those memories are currently putting their lives on the line, no…”

He shook his head.

“They are planning on giving up their lives to throw this world into chaos.”

Others who were in the same situation as himself…

“I do not want them, those people who are precious to me, to die within their despair and anger.”

The ten Dragon half-bloods aside from himself…

They did not share a single drop of blood in their veins.

Nonetheless-

“I want to save my family.”

They were his only family, closest friends, the only ones who grabbed his hand when he was facing death.

That was why he was going to betray them.

“Of course, my family would not want me to make such a decision.”

Saving this world, making it beautiful again…

Hons could easily anticipate what they would say since all they had left was anger and a grudge, wishing to turn everything chaotic and destroy this world.

However, Hons still had a wish.

‘I wish that you all will not die with a sense of grudge, with a feeling of emptiness in your hearts.’

Hons’ eyes gave off his firm and indestructible stubbornness.

“I must truly have the blood of Dragons as well as I want to live my life following this stubbornness that I believe is correct.”

Since his family wanted an even greater chaos…

Technically this followed their wishes as well?

“You all saved Xiaolen and rescued the Central Plains. I think that it is worth betting on you guys.”

It was the reason he told Pope Casillia that he would come here, despite it being different from his usual choice.

“You guys should be able to take the Purple Bloods down as well.”

The Pope did not have a grudge against this world.

She had a grudge against the Purple Bloods, the Dragons.

It was the same for the other Dragon half-bloods.

This sorrow they always felt because they felt like they didn't belong anywhere…

He had no confidence to get rid of that issue, but…

If he is able to take down the source of their greatest grudge-

‘Won’t they at least live the rest of their lives with peaceful hearts?

Well, I might die before all of that happens.

But that won't be bad either.’

“If you can defeat the Purple Bloods and prevent this world from being destroyed… I can give you guys everything I own.”

‘Mm.’

Cale crossed his arms and quietly looked at Hons.

‘I guess I should hear him out first?’

It was at that moment.

Baaaaang!

There was a loud explosion.

Cale turned his head and saw the three Inquisitors.

"This is our chance! Now!”

Peterson was warily looking around before causing a gust of wind.

The fierce wind wrapped his allies and himself and instantly moved their bodies back.

They had quickly moved far away from both Cale and Choi Han.

“Yanni, Lingling! We need to inform the others about all of this! Lingling, let’s teleport now!”

As Peterson smiled triumphantly and shouted…

“Haa.”

It was rare to see Yanni sigh like this.

“It looks like you don’t fully understand the situation.”

She looked down at her body that was covered in dirt, dust, and bruises as she spoke.

“We are at the level of Dragons. Lingling-nim can be treated as a Dragon.”

Yanni’s voice was extremely calm.

But it was not because she was calm.

“Their side has three real Dragons. They also have a human who easily took down Cisco-nim.”

It was because she had given up.

"Do you really think that we can escape?”

Yanni looked at Peterson and asked, making him speechless.

He urgently looked at Lingling.

"Well, it looks like we need to get captured for now?”

Lingling shrugged her shoulders as she responded mischievously. However, her face was smiling in disbelief.

“See, see. They came to get us.”

Eruhaben was suddenly in front of them. Next to him was Rasheel, who was still holding the basket of food.

“Ah.”

Peterson's face scowled after thinking about how these were real Dragons. He subconsciously shouted.

“Come on, why are you on a human’s side when you are Dragons?!”

Unfortunately, the two Dragons were not in the mood to answer such nonsense.

The others weren't either.

Oooooo– oooooo–

Choi Han, who was releasing his violent aura, Tasha, Witira, all of them surrounded the trio.

“Ha-”

Peterson lowered both arms. The wind surrounding them disappeared.

‘Shit!’

He wanted to kill the damn Dark Elf who was staring at him, but he had to give up for now.

– Peterson.

He heard Lingling's voice at that moment.

– I'll draw their attention for a moment so stealthily release your wind.

Peterson's eyes clouded over for a moment.

He understood what she was trying to tell him.

‘She wants me to use my wind to inform the others about this situation.’

However, he soon had a question.

‘That Dark Elf will notice my wind.’

Lingling's voice continued in his mind as if she knew what he was thinking.

Oooooo-

She was channeling her mana as she did that.

“Mm. It’s obvious that we will get caught but we can’t let you catch us so easily, right?”

She sounded mischievous as she stepped forward, but the voice Peterson heard was cold.

– You are the bait. The real thing is the earth that Yanni will send away.

‘Ah.’

Peterson relaxed after understanding the two prong strategy.

It was at that moment.

“You damn crazy Elf bitch!”

Lingling's read mana charged toward Rasheel before there were some loud explosions.

Bang! Baaaaang! Bang!

Peterson purposely looked at Tasha warily before releasing his wind.

He avoided Tasha's gaze. He wanted to make himself look suspicious.

He directed the wind as far as possible.

‘Heh.’

He then laughed internally.

‘The real thing is not the wind but the earth!’

– Peterson, don't laugh. You run wild too.

He heard Lingling's cold voice.

‘As expected of the second strongest of the Inquisitors!’

Peterson admired her internally as he teamed with her.

– Run as wild as you can. Yanni's message will head to a castle.

Peterson held himself back from cheering.

‘If it is a castle, that should be good!’

There were three total castles.

The masters of those castles were the strongest of the Dragon gods.

This situation should flip if it reaches one of those places.

Based on what he saw, nobody here was as strong as the three of those Dragons.

‘Hoo hoo. This is good.’

There was nobody here who handled Earth elementals.

Nobody should notice Yanni releasing her power.

“Fuck!”

Peterson shouted loudly on purpose.

“I also will not go down like this!”

Shaaaaaaaaaaa-

A wind storm roared and he instantly charged toward the enemies.

Yanni pulled her dirt sword out and charged forward as well.

‘Pfft.’n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Peterson felt Tasha’s Wind Elementals following his wind and held back a laugh.

This indignity…

He will be able to overcome it.

– Cale.

Cale heard the Super Rock’s voice at that moment.

– I'm sensing some odd movements in the ground.

Cale responded to the Scary Giant Cobblestone.

"What kind of movement?”

– …There is a worm moving and it seems to be from the debris of that Earth elemental from earlier.

His gaze was at a battlefield a bit away.

The three Inquisitors and the two Dragon half-blood knights were being easily suppressed.

Even easier than he had expected.

This was especially true about the short red-haired Inquisitor, who was too easily captured for her level of strength.

“Hoooo.”

Cale asked in a refreshing tone.

"Which direction?”

– East.

“East?”

Cale looked toward Hons.

“Hey.”

“?”

"What is to the East?”

“!”

Hons’ eyes opened wide before he calmed down.

“That is where one of the three Stars reside. The God of Earth's castle is there.” (TL: They use the same term to be both a place and an individual. So I'm just taking liberties to use it as a castle [place] for the Star [individual])

Cale recalled the information he had.

The ten Dragon gods…

Three of the Dragon gods were incomparably strong compared to the others.

They were called the Three Stars.

Cale commented about their attributes.

"Earth-”

The Third Star's attribute was Earth.

“Ocean.”

Second Star the ocean.

And finally…

The first Star-

“Domination.”

They supported the Dragon Lord but also ruled over their own territories.

– Cale, should I leave the worm alone?

“Yeah.”

Cale nonchalantly responded to the Super Rock before starting to smile.

He looked toward Hons.

“Polymorph again.”

He pointed at his house.

He was pointing in the direction of the invisible Black Castle.

“Let’s go talk at my place.”

He then nonchalantly asked.

It was what they had been talking about earlier.

‘He said that the world was going to be destroyed soon. Is he talking about Aipotu? Or is he talking about all of the worlds?’

Cale asked Hons.

“What did you say will be destroyed?”

Paat!

Hons returned to his original bulky human appearance and looked down at the shorter Cale as he spoke.

“The entire world.”

Hons calmly continued.

“However, that too is the worst possible situation that I could imagine. What I am talking about right now is not the answer. It is simply one hypothesis.”

Hons knew quite a bit about the Purple Bloods and was very knowledgeable about what the Hunters were trying to do.

“In order to create the omnipotent god in a world that is already in balance, a new system needs to be created.”

Hons was not certain about it.

“I believe that the Hunters have created that new system. That should be why they are trying to destroy the worlds one by one.”

He shook his head.

“However, I do not know what that system is nor where it is located. What I do believe to be likely is that the system has its foundations in the new world that they will inhabit.”

Hons, just like Cale…

Fully believed that the Hunters had a place to go to once they lost their homes.

It was the reason he did his best to figure it out.

“I do have one clue about it.”

Hons planned on earning Cale's trust by revealing this information.

He had not come empty handed.

“My father, the First Star, once said something.”

Cale flinched.

The First Star.

The Dragon with the attribute of Domination.

That Dragon was Hons’ father?

He looked at Hons after hearing what he said next.

“He said that the fake reality will soon become real.”

He then added on.

“He said that even those motherfucking Transparent Blood bastards could be useful at times.”

He continued to speak.

“I'm sure you know about the Transparent Bloods? They should have some hints about the new system and the world. So if you dig into them-”

He could not continue to speak.

Cale was not listening.

Instead, Cale looked up at the sky and nonchalantly commented.

“As I expected.”

All of the Hunters he had seen until now had been trying their best to offer up a world.

However, the Transparent Bloods seemed to be paying a lot of attention to virtual reality.

That had led to Cale thinking about it.

Maybe, perhaps-

His hypothesis, which was almost confirmed, settled itself in Cale’s mind.

“Virtual reality-”

What was virtual reality?

It was a fake world.

That place would become real.

And the omnipotent god will be born there.

“…I found it.”

He finally found a way to get some information about the omnipotent god.

A thick smile appeared on Cale's face.

– Human, are you planning on scamming someone? Why are you smiling like that?

Of course, he ignored Raon's comment.

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