[Because the second half of the previous chapter added the plot, it is best to confirm whether you have read it completely before entering this chapter]

Enough soaking in the blood fountain, I just got dressed when Kiel appeared like a ghost.It just makes me wonder, is there a hidden camera installed here?

Grabbing Chirping Robin off the top of my head, I followed Keel up the corridor.

When passing by those murals again, I couldn't help but ask, "Keir, who are these portraits?"

"They are members of the Blood Clan Prophets." Kiel stopped and explained to me, "All the major prophecies of the Blood Clan Alliance, including the coming of the leaders of the various clans, and the rebellion of the Kaya clan ten years ago, are all from them. predicted."

He pointed to the bearded man in the first painting with a pipe in his mouth, wearing an Arab headscarf, and looking forward with deep eyes: "That's their leader Muhammad, and on the right is his partner, the Secia woman." Sir."

"Just now I discovered that the portrait can move, is it my hallucination?"

"It's not surprising that you see them moving. The characters in these portraits carry physical spiritual power, which is equivalent to the body of each member of the Prophets. His Highness usually communicates with the Prophets through these paintings."

It's probably about the same as a ghost, right?No wonder I feel their gaze.

"So I can also talk to them?" I was suddenly full of curiosity about these mysterious characters.

Keir shook his head: "I'm afraid not. They only communicate with His Royal Highness Peventis. Of course, if there are high-level psychics present, maybe they will be willing to communicate with you."

Senior psychic?This word is a bit familiar...By the way, I remember Gu Qi once said that he was a psychic. I wonder if his level is high enough?

Forget it, I don't intend to waste time here anyway, I'll find a chance to make it clear to Peventis and go back to Mantel Manor as soon as possible.

Following Keel through a painted double wooden door, we came to a place that was quite comfortably furnished.A lilac-purple hand-woven carpet is spread on the smooth floor, with coffee-colored carved dining tables and chairs on it, and two large reclining chairs covered with gorgeous upholstery are placed on the east side.What rushes through the tall glass wall on the front is the dynamic landscape of the Great Waterfall.Under the glass wall is a streamlined fish pond, where blood-red fish are wagging their tails in the clear blue water.

"Your Highness invites you to have dinner first, and he will be here in a while." Kiel said as he opened the dining chair for me. "What flavor of blood do you want?"

"Ah?" I didn't understand for a while, "Is there still a choice?!"

"Of course." Keel conjured up a snow-white napkin as if juggling, and wrapped it around my neck, "In human blood, blood tastes different due to gender, age and health status. Interested If so, you can try a little of each."

His words strongly stimulated my desire for blood.Since I became a blood race, I have tasted only a handful of human blood, not to mention the blood of cattle and sheep to satisfy my hunger most of the time.Such an opportunity is really rare, I couldn't help licking my lips: "Well, you will know which one is best after you try it."

Keel snapped his fingers, but just stood there, the table still empty.I'm wondering if my food will fall from the sky?When Kiel raised his arm, there was a red-rippling tall glass in his hand.He respectfully put the cup in front of me: "Please enjoy first, virgin blood."

The half cup of blood was still hot and extremely delicious, which immediately whetted my appetite.After tasting several different types of human blood, I leaned back comfortably on the recliner.Every cell in the whole body is filled with an unprecedented sense of satiety, and the mind is intoxicated by the dizziness and numbness brought about by the conversion of blood energy.

In contrast, men's blood is full-bodied and full-bodied, like a strong liquor; women's blood is light and sweet, like refreshing fruit wine.The blood of a mature man is my favorite, with the strongest salty aroma, and the evocative emblic lingering on the tip of the tongue, comparable to top wines.As humans age, the bitter taste in blood multiplies, like a wine with excess tannins, which does not taste good.It is undeniable that human blood is indeed much better than the taste of livestock blood.

I squinted my eyes comfortably, and the laziness after being full made me reluctant to move. Robin took the opportunity to land on my head again, rubbing against my head.

"Where does all this fresh blood come from, Kiel?"

"There are blood slaves in the castle, and the supply of blood can be guaranteed at any time." Kiel replied to me in a flat tone.

"Feeding blood slaves? Are you locked in pens like cattle and sheep?" I opened my eyes suddenly, and this thought made me uncomfortable.

"No, they have their own houses like ordinary humans, but live in the territory of the blood race. They voluntarily supply us with blood on a regular basis, and we are responsible for ensuring the life and safety of their family."

Speaking of which, blood slaves are essentially the same as the livestock that provided me with blood in Mantel Manor.Did they really choose such a life voluntarily, selling their precious source of life to a creature they hated and feared?I can't imagine...

"I'm really interested. I'll take you to meet them next time." A deep magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

Turning my head, I was surprised to find that Peventis was sitting on the recliner next to me, drinking his "red wine" leisurely with his eyes closed.

Staring at that perfect handsome face, I suddenly felt uncomfortable: "How long have you been here?"

"One second before you saw me." He licked the corner of his mouth and drank the blood in the cup.

After a brief blank mind, I remembered a very important thing: "By the way... besides me, the Holy Silver Cross also captured many young blood races for experiments. When do you plan to rescue them?"

"Why should I save them?" Peventis raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said in a cold voice, "Survival of the fittest is an unbreakable law of blood races. If they are unable to protect themselves, they will be killed by hunters or their own kind sooner or later."

His words really surprised me: "Then why did you save me? Is it because I have your mark?"

Staring at me with red eyes, he laughed lowly: "One day you will know the answer, but not now."

"I'm going back, back to Mantel Manor!" Avoiding his gaze, I resolutely said this sentence.

After an unbearable silence, he finally spoke: "I won't stop you."

A hanging heart just let go, but he added slowly: "The premise is, prove to me that you have the ability not to let yourself be arrested again." After a pause for half a second, he emphasized again, "I can Not your nanny."

scare!That almost made me jump up.It's unreasonable to treat me like a three-year-old child!

"Tell me, how can I prove it to you?!" I stared at him intently, every nerve was highly excited.

"As long as you pass the test and escape the opponent's pursuit within 10 minutes, I'll let you go." The widening smile on his lips made me even more annoyed.

"That's it!" I blurted out, "When is the time?"

"Give you more time to prepare, and let me know when you're done. Don't you want to know who your opponent is?" He narrowed his eyes and added teasingly.

"who is it?!"

"Actually, you've already met him. Bloody Duke, Yeluo Fan."

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