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

【Chapter 33】: A prince’s mausoleum!

Fang Qingyan took the old earl’s body and returned to Castle Castle.

Looking at the ancient castle with a long history in front of him, Fang Qingyan felt a little sigh in his heart.

In this castle, there have been many, many stories, the old butler Albert, the tax collection team, the Count of Carstein… Many people have left footprints of their lives here.

But there is no doubt that they will all come to an end today.

…

“Crack-”

The room door opens.

Fang Qingyan put Carstein’s body into the coffin.

When he was about to close the lid of the coffin, he hesitated for a moment, and after thinking about it, he moved the old earl’s body out.

“People die like lights go out… I’ll give you a new coat and let you walk decently.”

Fang Qingyan walked to Carstein’s wardrobe, opened it, and picked out a dark purple robe that the old earl liked to wear on weekdays.

Carstein then lays his body flat and unbuttons his gown.

pat-

Suddenly something fell out of the sleeve of the dress and fell to the ground, making an abnormal noise.

Fang Qingyan was stunned for a while, then looked at the sound, it turned out to be a yellow envelope.

“Why is the old earl still carrying an unsent letter… Who is this addressed to?”

With a puzzled look on his face, he reached out and picked up the envelope.

After seeing the inscription above, I immediately stared: Edward Dracula personally opened it!

He was a little surprised: “For me?”

And looking at the ink on it, this letter was written a few months ago, but it has been hidden by the old earl.

rip-

Fang Qingyan opened the envelope and took out a piece of parchment inside…

The new content is:

“Edward, when you read this letter, it means that I have arrived in the kingdom of God, the ancestor of Lilith. I know you will not be sad, at most a little lost, after all, we have only been together for a few years. Well, I don’t have much favor for you either.”

“Actually, I knew that the drop of blood essence was not given to me by Marquis Bruch. The moment I took the blood essence, I realized that my butler turned out to be a terrifying Marquis!”

…

Fang Qingyan’s mouth twitched, and he turned to the next page to continue reading:

“Hahaha, isn’t it a surprise? I don’t know how I saw it. It’s not surprising. Five hundred years ago, I took a drop of the blood of the Marquis of Bruch, so I was able to advance from Viscount to Earl. … Marquis Bruch is a “six-winged marquis” at the pinnacle.”

“I really thank you for being willing to save my dying life. People whose blood is eroded by the Medusa clan’s toxins are very painful to live. Every minute and every second is a torment, and life is better than death.”

“But I really want to see Elizabeth again… I have been ashamed of their mother and son all my life and failed to give Camilla and Elizabeth a happy life. But this is the reality, everyone will face difficult choices in life, and the fate of test.”

“In the end, whether this wish can be realized or not, I will repay you with a shocking secret.”

Shocking secret?

Fang Qingyan raised his eyebrows, what secret could shock him, the two-winged marquis?

He continued to read:

“You should have heard about the legends about the nine princes of the blood clan and the secrets of the ‘twelve-wing blood ancestors’. But you certainly don’t know why the nine princes who are known to be immortal and immortal died? And hundreds of thousands of our blood clan The reason why no new prince was born in 2010.”

“I can show you a way, and there should be the answer you want.”

…

“Two hundred years ago, in a war between the Draenor Mountains and the orcs, my army was crippled, and I fled to a deep mountain. There, I found an underground palace, and after some exploration, I was shocked to discover that this turned out to be the tomb of a prince’s blood ancestor hundreds of thousands of years ago.”

“There is a huge indestructible stone door outside the palace. The entrance door is tightly closed, but there is a key on it. It seems to be left on purpose for people to open it and enter it.”

“But I tried my best, but I couldn’t turn the key. The door seemed to laugh at me, and the Earl was not fit to enter…”

“I was very unwilling. I tried and tried, over and over again… I finally gave up.”

“But I brought the key out, thinking about the day when I become a marquis and come back and try again. Now it seems that I can’t wait for that day, hahaha, life is impermanent.”

“This is the second biggest secret in my heart, and I haven’t revealed it to anyone for so many years… When Camilla said goodbye to me, I gave her the key. Now it should be on Elizabeth.”

“This mausoleum of the prince’s blood is a gift I gave you, but please promise me one thing, when you go to get the key, don’t hurt Elizabeth… She is a good child.”

“In the end, I wish you good luck Edward, I hope you don’t turn into a pile of loess like me…and die sadly.”

Finished reading the letter.

Fang Qingyan was filled with emotion.

In fact, he has no shortage of so-called cultivation resources, but the old earl is also well-intentioned, using such a big secret as a thank you to Fang Qingyan.

“A prince’s mausoleum is still worth visiting, but there will be unexpected discoveries.”

Fang Qingyan thought to himself.

But immediately he felt a little speechless. He had just separated from Elizabeth, and was he going to go to her to get the keys again?

Looking down at the old earl’s corpse, Fang Qingyan shook his head and put aside his thoughts.

Squat down and continue to change his “shroud”.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

In the garden behind the castle, there is a tomb, where the Count of Carstein will be buried.

“Should an epitaph be carved?”

Fang Qingyan looked at the tombstone, thought for a while, then raised his hand and gestured with his slender index finger in the air.

With the sound of “chi chi chi”, there is an additional line on the tombstone:

His life was rough, but he had a proud daughter named Elizabeth.

…

call out–

A cracking sound rang out.

Petricia flew to Fang Qingyan’s shoulder, and rubbed his head in the host’s hair affectionately: “Chirp…”

Fang Qingyan reached out and touched its gorgeous feathers, and said with a smile, “Don’t worry, I will take you with me wherever I go. Let’s leave this place after I pack up.”

“Chirp!”

Suddenly, a strange look appeared on his face, and he sighed helplessly: “But before leaving, let’s get rid of this annoying fly first.”

Fang Qingyan’s mental power has sensed someone approaching with malicious intent.

The target was clearly him.

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