Bakerland, West End, in the villa of the Audra family.
Emlin White, who was called, took off his hat, took off his coat, and walked into the living room and waited.
In this room, in addition to him, there were several other blood tribes that the big man called for. After looking around, Emlin picked up a seat and sat down, next to a man whose nose bridge was so high that it was a bit deformed.
The man was brown-haired and red-eyed, with deep lines on his face. He was holding a picture album in his hand and was looking around aimlessly.
He was the blood clan who previously provided information on the abandoned castle in the center of the Dreir Forest to Emlin. He was named Ernest Boyal, and he was a viscount.
Emlin originally planned to visit the viscount in the past few days, but he didn't expect to meet him here. He thought carefully for a while and said carefully:
Lord Viscount, I know very well, where did you obtain the information on the abandoned castle of the Delaire Forest?
how?Your customers tell you, there are no ancient vengeful spirits there?Ernesboyal looked away from the album and glanced at Emlin.
No, no.Emlin did not explain and emphasized the question just now very persistently. I was just curious about the source of the information, it didn't sound that simple.
Ernesboyal closed the album and said with a slight slightest tip:
This is no secret, I learned from Lord Nibais, and frankly, I have never heard of this in the past, and it is hard to imagine that there is such an ancient castle in the Dreir Forest.
Lord Nibais... Emlin intuitively had an idea in his mind:
Another test...
But such a temptation is too dangerous, right?All are going to trouble Mr. Fool, come and solve it... Emlin frowned slightly, recalled some details he had considered before, and asked tentatively:
Lord Viscount, then why don’t you explore the ancient castle yourself?I remember you are an archaeologist, and you can also harvest extraordinary materials corresponding to ancient vengeful spirits in this process.
Ernest looked at Emlin strangely and said:
Lord Nibais told me that it was very dangerous there and it was better not to get close to it if it was not the rank of the earl.
... Emlyn's mouth was half open, and his expression was a little dull.
He immediately suppressed his anger and said in his voice:
Why didn't you remind me of this before?
Ernes laughed:
Isn't this an obvious thing?
How could an extraordinary creature that has been mastered by our blood clan and still exist without special reasons?
Seeing that Emlin was a little confused, he added:
Normal intelligence should be like this. Somewhere in the Delaire Forest, ancient vengeful spirits may exist. Someone has encountered them before, but the source of them cannot be found.
This means that finding those ancient vengeful spirits is a very difficult and troublesome thing, and the cost of time is likely to be higher than their value, so they can survive until now.
I thought you could easily discover the information problem, and your customers were the same. If they chose to act, they would definitely have the corresponding confidence.
In the first moment, Emlin felt that Viscount Ernes's words were very reasonable and could not refute them at all. He thought that he and Miss Magic were too stupid to face danger head-on, and had nothing to do with the other party.
In the second moment, Emlin was both ashamed and annoyed, full of resentment towards himself.
In the third moment, Emlin had another problem:
Regardless of whether the information itself reveals danger, Ernest Boyal should clearly inform this point, because figuring out the degree of danger, the source of danger and the manifestation of danger is of great significance to the subsequent exploration and is indispensable!
He did it on purpose!Emlin made the final judgment in his heart, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his chin slightly and said:
Indeed, this is easy to see, but I want to know more about the danger hidden in the abandoned castle.
Ernes picked up the black tea next to him that was nearly bloody and tasted it:
I don't know, Lord Nibais didn't say it.
Emlin's expression sank, and he was about to sarcastically say, when he suddenly saw Casimiodra walk into the living room and looked at himself:
Emlin, that great man asked you to meet Him.
OKEmlin calmed down, held the lower half of his vest, and stood up slowly.
After following the stairs to the underground area, he finally couldn't bear it and asked in a low voice:
Which big shot is Baron Casimi?What should I call it?
Casimi, who looked like a middle-aged gentleman, no longer concealed her, and replied with respect in her tone:
Lord Olmer.
Duke Olmer... Emlin subconsciously straightened his back and turned his gaze to the lamp holder on the wall next to him, as if he wanted to confirm his instrument from the projection reflected on the metal surface.
This is one of the three major dukes currently in charge of the blood clan. It is an ancient powerful man who has existed before the disaster. He is named Quanyue, over three thousand years old, and has followed the ancestor Lilith!
There is no doubt that this is synonymous with the history and glory of the blood clan!
After passing through the secret doors, Emlin and Cassimi came to an iron-gray hall.
The ground and walls here are covered with grass, flowers and grains, and many insects crawl among the dense plants, making Emlin feel as if he left the city and came to the suburbs, and felt the prosperity of life.
There is nothing strange about this scene at first glance, but if you look closely, many places are extremely strange:
There is a crack-like mouth on the grass, and fibers fly out of it, catching insects; flowers use branches and leaves as their hands to pick nectar on their own; wheat and other grains are heavy, and occasionally crying sounds come from it; insects are divided into many categories, all different from normal, some have snake heads, while others are facing birds' faces...
The more these things go to the center of the hall, the more lush they are, and there is a vibrant grave entangled.
Casimi saluted respectfully at the tomb:
Lord Duke, Emlin White is here.
Good afternoon, Lord Duke.Emlin was not as arrogant as usual, and even a little helpless.
In the grave, a mellow voice that could not be heard of age laughed:
Excellent young blond.
Casimi, you quit here first.
Yes, Lord Duke.Casimi bowed and responded, leaving the iron-gray but fresh hall.
Emlin stood there and heard the mellow voice coming from the grave and asked:
In the morning, Nibais said, have you obtained the extraordinary characteristics of artificial vampires corresponding to the viscount rank?
Yes, but it is contaminated and needs to be purified first.Emlin didn't mention removing the mental pollution in the extraordinary traits before because he believed that this was an easy thing for the vampire, at least Baron Casimi confirmed that it could.
Duke of the Vampire Olmer, Yes, said:
Very good, I will purify that feature myself.
He paused and said:
Although the blood clan is a race with a long lifespan, there will still be growth and old age, new life and death. No matter what, for a race, cultivating young members is a must-do, and you have recently shown outstanding talents and excellent abilities and have become the object of our attention. Therefore, I will meet you in person and give you some tests so that you can grow up as soon as possible.
Excellent talent and excellent ability... Emlyn's chin quietly raised a little again.
He immediately sighed in his heart:
Sure enough, just like Mr. Hanging Man judged that there will be tests, tasks, and face-to-face review...
As the emotions surged, Emlin responded respectfully:
I'm always ready.
good.Olmer's mellow voice came from the grave, and your next task was to find important members of the Rose School hidden in Beckland. In this regard, there were few clues and many situations needed to be investigated by yourself.
Rose School?Do they have any hatred with our blood clan?They seem to have some believers who accept some ‘primitive moon’?Emlin actually learned a lot about the Rose School at the Tarot Conference, but he deliberately made a concealment and did not show so much.
In addition to accepting the believers of the ‘primitive moon’, they also occupy a holy object from our blood clan, which is the original legacy of the ancestors and we must retrieve it.Olmer's tone was a little more serious.
The legacy of the ancestor...the holy relics of the blood clan...Emlin spoke without hesitation:
Lord Duke, I will try my best to find important members of the Rose School in Beckland.
Olmer's voice turns into judo:
Very good, wait and get some information from Casimi and find the entry point.
Emlin was already a little impatient, but he still restrained himself and asked carefully:
Lord Duke, do you know the abandoned castle in the center of the Dreir Forest?
Where do you want to go?That's very dangerous.Olmer, the Duke of the Vampire in the tomb, gave an answer.
Emlin didn't explain, so he asked:
What kind of danger is it?
Olmer laughed:
That castle may be older than mine and older than the Delaire Forest.
I don't know who built it, I only know that there is something sealing underground, hiding a big secret.
Any creature, as long as it gets close, is at risk of being eroded by the fallen power. We once thought it was related to the abyss, but after a demon was thrown into the castle, it also suffered erosion, from cruelty to crazy chaos.
Then why don't you try to open the seal and figure out the situation?Emlin muttered in his heart, but did not speak.
The Duke of the Vampire, who was named Full Moon, did not say more, ended the topic and let Emlin leave the hall.
…………
In the evening, Bakerland was covered in dark clouds and drizzled.
Emlin, wearing a top hat, walked under the covered arcade, his scarlet eyes locked at Viscount Ernesboyaer who was walking in the antique shop ahead.
He was angry that the other party deliberately provided incomplete information, and after leaving Audra's house, he subconsciously performed a stalking behavior.
But after walking for a while, he became confused again because he had not thought about how to deal with Ernes and how much he should do.
Emlin White, who was called, took off his hat, took off his coat, and walked into the living room and waited.
In this room, in addition to him, there were several other blood tribes that the big man called for. After looking around, Emlin picked up a seat and sat down, next to a man whose nose bridge was so high that it was a bit deformed.
The man was brown-haired and red-eyed, with deep lines on his face. He was holding a picture album in his hand and was looking around aimlessly.
He was the blood clan who previously provided information on the abandoned castle in the center of the Dreir Forest to Emlin. He was named Ernest Boyal, and he was a viscount.
Emlin originally planned to visit the viscount in the past few days, but he didn't expect to meet him here. He thought carefully for a while and said carefully:
Lord Viscount, I know very well, where did you obtain the information on the abandoned castle of the Delaire Forest?
how?Your customers tell you, there are no ancient vengeful spirits there?Ernesboyal looked away from the album and glanced at Emlin.
No, no.Emlin did not explain and emphasized the question just now very persistently. I was just curious about the source of the information, it didn't sound that simple.
Ernesboyal closed the album and said with a slight slightest tip:
This is no secret, I learned from Lord Nibais, and frankly, I have never heard of this in the past, and it is hard to imagine that there is such an ancient castle in the Dreir Forest.
Lord Nibais... Emlin intuitively had an idea in his mind:
Another test...
But such a temptation is too dangerous, right?All are going to trouble Mr. Fool, come and solve it... Emlin frowned slightly, recalled some details he had considered before, and asked tentatively:
Lord Viscount, then why don’t you explore the ancient castle yourself?I remember you are an archaeologist, and you can also harvest extraordinary materials corresponding to ancient vengeful spirits in this process.
Ernest looked at Emlin strangely and said:
Lord Nibais told me that it was very dangerous there and it was better not to get close to it if it was not the rank of the earl.
... Emlyn's mouth was half open, and his expression was a little dull.
He immediately suppressed his anger and said in his voice:
Why didn't you remind me of this before?
Ernes laughed:
Isn't this an obvious thing?
How could an extraordinary creature that has been mastered by our blood clan and still exist without special reasons?
Seeing that Emlin was a little confused, he added:
Normal intelligence should be like this. Somewhere in the Delaire Forest, ancient vengeful spirits may exist. Someone has encountered them before, but the source of them cannot be found.
This means that finding those ancient vengeful spirits is a very difficult and troublesome thing, and the cost of time is likely to be higher than their value, so they can survive until now.
I thought you could easily discover the information problem, and your customers were the same. If they chose to act, they would definitely have the corresponding confidence.
In the first moment, Emlin felt that Viscount Ernes's words were very reasonable and could not refute them at all. He thought that he and Miss Magic were too stupid to face danger head-on, and had nothing to do with the other party.
In the second moment, Emlin was both ashamed and annoyed, full of resentment towards himself.
In the third moment, Emlin had another problem:
Regardless of whether the information itself reveals danger, Ernest Boyal should clearly inform this point, because figuring out the degree of danger, the source of danger and the manifestation of danger is of great significance to the subsequent exploration and is indispensable!
He did it on purpose!Emlin made the final judgment in his heart, his scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his chin slightly and said:
Indeed, this is easy to see, but I want to know more about the danger hidden in the abandoned castle.
Ernes picked up the black tea next to him that was nearly bloody and tasted it:
I don't know, Lord Nibais didn't say it.
Emlin's expression sank, and he was about to sarcastically say, when he suddenly saw Casimiodra walk into the living room and looked at himself:
Emlin, that great man asked you to meet Him.
OKEmlin calmed down, held the lower half of his vest, and stood up slowly.
After following the stairs to the underground area, he finally couldn't bear it and asked in a low voice:
Which big shot is Baron Casimi?What should I call it?
Casimi, who looked like a middle-aged gentleman, no longer concealed her, and replied with respect in her tone:
Lord Olmer.
Duke Olmer... Emlin subconsciously straightened his back and turned his gaze to the lamp holder on the wall next to him, as if he wanted to confirm his instrument from the projection reflected on the metal surface.
This is one of the three major dukes currently in charge of the blood clan. It is an ancient powerful man who has existed before the disaster. He is named Quanyue, over three thousand years old, and has followed the ancestor Lilith!
There is no doubt that this is synonymous with the history and glory of the blood clan!
After passing through the secret doors, Emlin and Cassimi came to an iron-gray hall.
The ground and walls here are covered with grass, flowers and grains, and many insects crawl among the dense plants, making Emlin feel as if he left the city and came to the suburbs, and felt the prosperity of life.
There is nothing strange about this scene at first glance, but if you look closely, many places are extremely strange:
There is a crack-like mouth on the grass, and fibers fly out of it, catching insects; flowers use branches and leaves as their hands to pick nectar on their own; wheat and other grains are heavy, and occasionally crying sounds come from it; insects are divided into many categories, all different from normal, some have snake heads, while others are facing birds' faces...
The more these things go to the center of the hall, the more lush they are, and there is a vibrant grave entangled.
Casimi saluted respectfully at the tomb:
Lord Duke, Emlin White is here.
Good afternoon, Lord Duke.Emlin was not as arrogant as usual, and even a little helpless.
In the grave, a mellow voice that could not be heard of age laughed:
Excellent young blond.
Casimi, you quit here first.
Yes, Lord Duke.Casimi bowed and responded, leaving the iron-gray but fresh hall.
Emlin stood there and heard the mellow voice coming from the grave and asked:
In the morning, Nibais said, have you obtained the extraordinary characteristics of artificial vampires corresponding to the viscount rank?
Yes, but it is contaminated and needs to be purified first.Emlin didn't mention removing the mental pollution in the extraordinary traits before because he believed that this was an easy thing for the vampire, at least Baron Casimi confirmed that it could.
Duke of the Vampire Olmer, Yes, said:
Very good, I will purify that feature myself.
He paused and said:
Although the blood clan is a race with a long lifespan, there will still be growth and old age, new life and death. No matter what, for a race, cultivating young members is a must-do, and you have recently shown outstanding talents and excellent abilities and have become the object of our attention. Therefore, I will meet you in person and give you some tests so that you can grow up as soon as possible.
Excellent talent and excellent ability... Emlyn's chin quietly raised a little again.
He immediately sighed in his heart:
Sure enough, just like Mr. Hanging Man judged that there will be tests, tasks, and face-to-face review...
As the emotions surged, Emlin responded respectfully:
I'm always ready.
good.Olmer's mellow voice came from the grave, and your next task was to find important members of the Rose School hidden in Beckland. In this regard, there were few clues and many situations needed to be investigated by yourself.
Rose School?Do they have any hatred with our blood clan?They seem to have some believers who accept some ‘primitive moon’?Emlin actually learned a lot about the Rose School at the Tarot Conference, but he deliberately made a concealment and did not show so much.
In addition to accepting the believers of the ‘primitive moon’, they also occupy a holy object from our blood clan, which is the original legacy of the ancestors and we must retrieve it.Olmer's tone was a little more serious.
The legacy of the ancestor...the holy relics of the blood clan...Emlin spoke without hesitation:
Lord Duke, I will try my best to find important members of the Rose School in Beckland.
Olmer's voice turns into judo:
Very good, wait and get some information from Casimi and find the entry point.
Emlin was already a little impatient, but he still restrained himself and asked carefully:
Lord Duke, do you know the abandoned castle in the center of the Dreir Forest?
Where do you want to go?That's very dangerous.Olmer, the Duke of the Vampire in the tomb, gave an answer.
Emlin didn't explain, so he asked:
What kind of danger is it?
Olmer laughed:
That castle may be older than mine and older than the Delaire Forest.
I don't know who built it, I only know that there is something sealing underground, hiding a big secret.
Any creature, as long as it gets close, is at risk of being eroded by the fallen power. We once thought it was related to the abyss, but after a demon was thrown into the castle, it also suffered erosion, from cruelty to crazy chaos.
Then why don't you try to open the seal and figure out the situation?Emlin muttered in his heart, but did not speak.
The Duke of the Vampire, who was named Full Moon, did not say more, ended the topic and let Emlin leave the hall.
…………
In the evening, Bakerland was covered in dark clouds and drizzled.
Emlin, wearing a top hat, walked under the covered arcade, his scarlet eyes locked at Viscount Ernesboyaer who was walking in the antique shop ahead.
He was angry that the other party deliberately provided incomplete information, and after leaving Audra's house, he subconsciously performed a stalking behavior.
But after walking for a while, he became confused again because he had not thought about how to deal with Ernes and how much he should do.
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