give me some blood

Between 13XX and 13XX, one third of the population of a certain continent died.We call it Jihad, but you humans have given it another name - the Black Death.

A certain Holy See lost its absolute dominance because of this incident, and mankind ushered in another light—the Renaissance.

The fun thing about history is that it can be tampered with by the victors at will, and some people believe it.

The interesting thing about my story is that it is fake, all the names of people and places are fake, and the story is really fake. It happened in a fictional continent at a fictional time.Please believe that there are no vampires in the world, and no old guy over 600 years old has lived to this day and is still writing these crazy and unreasonable stories here.

The truth is far scarier than lies.

So please be sure to believe that all this is fake.

Lan asked me, would you ever wish to wake up one day and find that none of this happened, that we were all still kids in the slums of Rolls-Royce, and that I'd go to your bed and pull you out of the rags We were dragged out, and we went to the wasteland of the slums to play with mud and rocks and grab the little girl's doll.

I was so stubborn at the time, I said no, I most hope that the time will stay before this war, when my two sons and I lived peacefully in Alhambra Fort, and everything had nothing to do with you.I wish I would wake up in the afternoon sun and find myself in the backyard of Alhambra, William sitting quietly behind me reading, Sue learning to walk on the grass with lettuce.

It was true that I was blunt at the time, but it wasn't a lie.That was the peace and tranquility that I never had in my previous life, nor in my later life.

Despicable me, I would rather go back to the time when I didn't carry any emotions.

Warriors die for honor, birds die for food.

That year the Holy See prepared 10 paladins and [-] Knights of the Brotherhood of Suffering.They attribute the darkness of the entire continent to the existence of blood races.As long as the evil in this continent disappears, God will bless this continent, and the weather will be smooth, and the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe.

Just like they drove the Children's Knights to desperation and human traffickers, God's blessing was the belief of the people of that era.

According to reports, the purpose of the Holy See this time is no longer to find money and shelter, but to destroy blood.Completely destroy the blood race.The entanglement between the blood clan and the Holy See has been going on for too long, and the new ruler is said to be extremely hostile to the blood clan.

The new ruler is not the Pope, Benedict is just a puppet supported at the top, but we are also very confused about who it is.

Pamphlets on defense against vampires are flying all over the place, and of course they cost a silver coin, or at least a copper coin.There are also churches with holy symbols and holy water, which is very fun.I went to a manor in Alhambra Fort two days ago to check, and saw a squire with a bunch of garlic hanging around his neck, leaning on a cane, walking in the countryside with very elegant steps, reciting a hymn.

When the brigade of paladins appeared in the province of Kelvin, which is the closest to Benedict, I just trained my [-] soldiers and [-] blood followers, settled my blood slaves, and everything in Alhambra Fort It's working fine, Lettuce is calling daddy and walking, William's grown taller than me, and I'm getting everything ready for trouble.

After struggling with the Elders of Alhambra for a while, after sending William to assassinate an elder of the Lusen tribe, they finally obeyed.

The process was simple and I thank my mother for giving me blood.It comes with an instinct to rule and create intrigue, and free shipping, dear.

War is always a good thing for the ambitious.

"I object!" I shouted at the elders' meeting in Xuedu.

Yesterday, a villa of the Prince of Kelvin was captured, most of the blood slaves were damaged, and 32 blood slaves died.According to secret reports, the purpose of the Holy See this time is the same as it was decades ago, the blood castle.

Decades ago, when Ann's Aunt Cynthia died, was the Paladin's first expedition.In that year, the Holy See began to discover the existence of the blood race and its actual rule over certain regions, and began to attack the blood race in an organized manner.

The big family of the blood family held a meeting and signed an agreement that year. My memory of the blood family history is not very good, because I can't remember complicated names.Since then, the blood clans have kept watch and corresponded, and the king is no longer just a decoration, but a real leader.

"My personal soldiers are immature. It is true that I am now actually ruling a large area of ​​Alhambra, but first of all, the expedition has made the people suspicious. Secondly, many people in Alhambra have faith in the Holy See. If I first The consequences of rashly launching a war against the Holy See can be imagined." At the round table, I spoke sternly, "It is true that my sending troops now will be a great force to save that Mr. Prince, but the price I have to pay for it is too heavy."

"So you refuse to send troops?" The guy's voice was reptilian, and he was an elder of the Lusen tribe.

"No, timing, it's Mr. Timing. I think that the same power, put on different times, will get different rewards, and I hope that everyone's efforts will get the best rewards." I replied, causing There was a brief silence.

"Earl Scarborough, what do you think?" I kicked the ball at him.The request made by the elder of the Lusen tribe is obviously unreasonable, it only exists to weaken me, and he is also of the Lusen tribe, so he cannot refute that elder's statement.

"Are we, too gentle?" Mirage said gently.

When he spoke, I realized that this is not a human world after all.

"I suspect that we are too gentle and gave the Holy See an opportunity. This time the Holy See sent troops to destroy us. Are you too gentle?" Mirage's eyes flashed with a light that thought things were extremely interesting. Hong was almost on fire, and I felt his excitement.

"Yes, we still have a way to go, gentlemen." The reptilian elder of the Lusen tribe responded, "Can't we create the last generation?"

The last generation, the last generation of vampires, level E, can be created directly, as long as the blood of the higher vampires is given, a little blood is given to the corpse, as long as a little blood is irrational, it will suck blood, obey the orders of the blood master, like zombies will rot and have no autonomy at all The will, if left unchecked, would spread like a plague among bloodlines.Because, the blood given to them is too little, and there is not enough power in them to resurrect, and the power of this blood drives them not to die, to suck the blood of other humans.

Like the zombies in the movies of your time.

"How can the last generation be used to fight? This is the continent we depend on for survival. If the last generation is sent to the battlefield, it will be..." A young Zhuofan was angry.

"Why don't we use this to rule this continent?" Mirage raised her chin proudly, squinting her eyes, with an expression of contempt for everything.

I hate this look on his face, as if the whole world belongs to him.

"What does human mean to us? It's food, what are you thinking?" Mirage showed another kind of smile that I had never seen before, her eyes seemed to be looking at a fool. "Are you still little ghosts? Children, you are blood race, you should rule this continent, instead of being chased by a few idiots wearing crosses and running around the whole continent, and follow the principle of hiding from the world!" He knocked Get off the table. "We're all about to be wiped out, wake up, girls."

"We should stand up and take revenge. You only have a few blood slaves and you are complacent, but you can be called a blood noble with 100 entourages. Look at them again? Those guys occupy the place with the best climate, occupy With human beliefs and wives, they are no different from us, no, they are much weaker than us."

Mirage's words are all in declarative sentences, but they speak with a force that others cannot express with exclamatory sentences.

"You are vampires, wake up, you are vampires, if we will be exterminated, what should we do, wake up, gentlemen." Mirage shook his head helplessly.

Nazer hadn't spoken at all, he didn't need to speak at all.Because the final decision-making power is in his hands.His eyes sometimes look at me playfully, sometimes at Mirage, and sometimes at those guys who are blushing.The black eyes shone with obsidian-like brilliance, unfathomable.

When I returned to the mansion in Xuedu, An seemed to never want to come back in this life.

I haven't seen Ann for a long time.

Just now I asked the attendants of the Blood Castle what academic research they were doing.

Zora and Hans are waiting for me inside the Blood Keep, and William.

"Ready?" I asked them.

Both Zora and William nodded.

Three days later, one of Mirage's subordinates came and defected to me on the grounds that Mirage had betrayed his clan.

Job hopping guys are always treated well, because hopefully more people will hop.

I just asked him to spread the relevant remarks. He saw that Mirage received a secret letter with the coat of arms of the Zhuo Fan tribe and burned it. The next day, an elder of the Lusen tribe died because of a magic mistake.

The letter appeared directly on his table by an exquisite magic, and it was empty. The person appeared at that time only after being hypnotized, and this person himself had his distrust of Mirage, because he did not belong to Lu Sen. family of clans.

Rumors spread, and Mirage suppressed them in good time, but only on the surface.

On the fourth day, the guy who defected to me did not come back and disappeared.

On the fifth night, I wanted to appear in Mirage's study by atomization, but I was ejected by the defensive magic, and my back hit the wall fiercely.

"Ouch..." I moaned, it really hurts.

The next moment the man with a dark temperament and red hair and red pupils appeared in front of me, "It's a pity that I didn't use the death curse today." He was speechless.

"I want to ask why you came up with the idea of ​​making the last generation?" I stood opposite him and asked him.

"You don't want this to happen?" he asked me.

"Yes." I answered, looking directly into his eyes.

"You are different from us, Mo, you have a future, we don't, you don't look like a blood race at all?" Mirage's expression was still gentle, but his eyes were terribly cold.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand you."

"The person you love is not dead, you are alive. The person you love is dead, you are dead. You are not dead at all, so you will do something that is not like a blood race. You are not a blood race, I will not let You beat me to the throne like this." Mirage squinted at me and said such a long paragraph.

"I'm just paying back to someone who framed me last time." I gritted my teeth at him.

"Based on your standard, it seems to be doing well, narrow-minded guy." His nails were a bit long, and they scratched my face, causing a slight tingling sensation.

"You should trim your nails," I told him.

"I will not let you escape this war." Mirage's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course, I won't let you escape this war," I looked into his eyes, "or if you just throw away all your identity and come over to be the uncle's male favourite, I can consider sparing your life." My Clasping his sharp jaw, which can pierce people, he showed a provocative smile.

Mirage's dark eyes were completely occupied by desire at this moment.

He pulled me into his study, which was surprisingly messy, with all kinds of books and letters scattered all over the place.

He turned off the light source, closed the curtains, everything fell into darkness, and even the eyes of the vampires couldn't capture everything around them.

"You disobedient fellow." His tearing became more urgent than ever.

"You asked for it, and I asked for it, Mirage, ah..." In the scent of a piece of paper and ink.

He did not escape that war.

Because I didn't let him escape that war.

Because I'm an asshole.

Because I'm still a bit more of a jerk than him.

Haha.

My lord, are you crying or laughing?The housekeeper saw what I wrote here and asked me.

I was blasted out of the castle by a magic ball.Yes, my magic is indeed powerful now, and I got it after paying a very high price.

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