After Signing In For 50 Years, I Became A Blood Clan Boss

【Chapter 1】: I, a little vampire!

The ancestral land of the blood family, Nikara, the city of Laemia.

The huge underground palace was dimly lit, candles flickered behind the grid, and the light and shadow of a group of people could be vaguely seen.

About a hundred people, their bodies were wrapped in large black robes, and their postures were restrained and awe-inspiring.

The three people standing in front of the crowd were dressed in red robes, full of awe-inspiring majesty. Obviously, the awe of these people was dedicated to these three people.

They also enjoy the awe of the crowd as a matter of course, because in the city of Laemia, only “nobles” are qualified to wear red robes.

There is no doubt that noble blood is flowing in these three blood races.

“You were originally the dust people of Nikara, the last bloodline with the lowest bloodline.”

One of the nobles spoke in a arrogant tone:

“If it weren’t for the fact that the adults in Laimia City just lacked some people to serve, you would never have the opportunity to step into this sacred place in your life, understand?”

Whether it’s his expression or his tone, this guy is super badass.

But none of the hundred and ten people in the field dared to make a sound.

“Okay, let’s start arranging the adults who are going to follow and serve, in order, one by one.”

…

Fang Qingyan, who was standing behind the crowd, sighed in his heart.

He was not originally from this world.

Rebirth is rebirth, although it is nonsense, it is reluctantly accepted.

But being reborn as a vampire was devastating.

Even people can’t do direct tm!

And it is the last bloodline with the lowest bloodline…

“Your name is Edward, right? You have been assigned to the name of Earl Carstein, and someone will send you to the mansion of Lord Earl later. The specific work will be arranged for you at that time.”

Fang Qingyan was stunned for a second before realizing that Edward Dracula was his name in this world.

So he hurriedly bowed and said, “Okay, thank you sir!”

The man in the red robe gave him a sideways glance and said jokingly, “It’s good luck for you, Count Carstein is notoriously good-natured. After you pass, remember to serve the master well and do your job well.”

Fang Qingyan didn’t even know what this Carstein was, but he nodded subconsciously and said yes.

After the group was assigned, a special person led them away from the side passage.

Although the last vampires are the lowest vampires, but now they have become servants of the nobles, their status has risen a lot, at least they will be called “new generation vampires” instead of “last vampires”.

…though it means the same thing.

…

At this time, when the sun is rising, the vampire’s attribute of “seeing the light and dying” makes all the vampires have to wrap themselves in thick and heavy robes.

After leaving the underground, Fang Qingyan quickly got into a carriage and was taken to the “Master”‘s mansion.

In addition to the guide, there were also three young men who were chosen as noble servants like him.

But they didn’t talk to each other.

In this way, he came to the luxurious mansion of Count Carstein in silence.

The big iron gate opened.

An old housekeeper came out, and after a brief conversation with the guide, he turned his attention to Fang Qingyan and the three of them.

“Come in first.”

…

“You will be responsible for cleaning the garden in the future, as well as cleaning the Count’s study every day. The study needs to be cleaned twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening…”

“Regarding the salary, two meals a day, one blood meal, three silver coins per month, two sets of clothing a year…”

Fang Qingyan followed behind the old butler with a bewildered expression, walked around Nuo Da’s mansion, and was led to a small room.

“This is your future residence. Except for work, don’t run around if you have nothing to do. Although the Count has a good temper, if you make serious mistakes, you will still be executed!”

When he came, he deliberately explained a sentence.

Finally, it’s time to be alone.

Fang Qingyan watched the old housekeeper walk away, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door to go in.

The layout inside is very simple, one bed, one table, one chair and one cabinet.

Although shabby, it is also neat.

After locking the door, Fang Qingyan’s expression suddenly became vivid, and the previous Mu Leng was swept away.

Pretending to be honest is just to protect yourself.

He is actually very smart.

“You have to find a way to leave this ghost place and go to a city and a country with humans…”

As soon as the thought came up, Fang Qingyan was a little frustrated, “With my current weak strength, I may not survive for three minutes after leaving the city of Laemia!”

The world is dangerous!

The blood race is just the tip of the iceberg. As far as the information he has learned so far, there are demons, beasts, monsters, giants, angel gods… many powerful races in this world in addition to blood.

All are regarded as different from each other.

Even the knights and magicians among human beings will be ruthless and brutal once they discover the blood race!

In contrast, staying in the ancestral land of the blood clan is a better choice.

“To put it bluntly, this is a world where strength is respected, and the weak eat the strong.”

Fang Qingyan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, “For a weak last blood clan like me, the best outcome is to become someone else’s servant. Only by serving the strong can we survive…”

He was very unwilling.

But with no background and no blood, what’s the use of being unwilling?

Tomorrow morning, I have to obediently put away my extra thoughts, and honestly clean up the garden and study for the “master”.

The blood clan is a strictly hierarchical group.

Here, blood determines everything, nobility and lowliness, have been doomed from birth.

The lowest is the “last blood clan”, the untouchables of the blood clan.

Above the last blood family, there is the “traditional blood family” at the civilian level.

But only civilians.

In the city of Lahmia, only those high-ranking “nobles” have real power.

Baron, Viscount, Earl, Marquis, Duke, Prince…

Even the lowest baron has unimaginable scenery!

“Gan! Is Laozi destined to be a humble servant all his life?”

Fang Qingyan wanted to vent the anger in his heart, but he was afraid that the wall would have ears, so he finally dared to whisper.

If the old housekeeper finds out that this little servant has different intentions, then he will definitely die!

“Ding! The sign-in system has been successfully awakened!”

“The system has been successfully bound to the host. Would you like to check in here? Yes/No.”

…

Listen to the voice in your head.

Fang Qingyan’s spirit suddenly shook… System!

The dog said it! I knew God would not be so cruel to Laozi!

Fang Qingyan, who has been immersed in web articles for many years, certainly knows what this means.

…his Gold Finger is live! *