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"Mr. Sparrow, help!!!"

Chapter 528: The Blood Clan's "Invitation"

Edward's brows furrowed suddenly.

Edward had also seen this "bat" spiritual creature in the future. It was Akasha's messenger.

But didn't I send her back to Feynaporte, the vampire base?

With a great-grandfather who is a marquis, what danger could she encounter?

"Beibei, I have to go out for something. Can I ask Dubois to take you back?"

"good!"

Edward quickly returned to his room and logged into Sefirah Castle, and then he performed a divination based on Akasha's letter for help: "Akasha is in danger."

After he silently recited it seven times, the green divination crystal began to rotate counterclockwise.

No danger?

Then why is she asking for help?

After thinking for a moment, he divined again: "It is dangerous to go to Feynapotter to find Akasha."

Soon, the green crystal slowly rotated clockwise. Although it rotated very slowly, it also meant danger.

"Akasha is not in danger, but I am... The letter was most likely sent by the high-ranking members of the vampire clan."

Then go and see for yourself; isn't this the purpose of getting in touch with the vampire siblings in the first place?

Anyway, I can pray to myself and respond to myself. At that time, the worst that can happen is that I can end the summoning and return forcedly.

Thinking of this, Edward left the Sephira Castle and began to pray to himself.

...

The last time I came to Feynaport City, it was still night, and the whole city was in a dark and quiet place tinged with crimson. During the day, Feynaport City was as lively as Trier or Backlund.

Walking on the street, you can often see handsome men and beautiful women with blood-red eyes. As the base camp of the blood clan, everyone is no longer surprised by vampires.

He used the divination stick technique along the way and soon found a huge villa located in the north of Feynaport City. It was much larger than the luxurious villa of the future Earl Hall's family - and it also had a more historical feel. It was probably an antique that had been passed down for thousands of years.

Edward took out the green divination crystal again, and after confirming that the crystal was still slowly rotating clockwise, he walked forward slowly.

"Mr. Crane Sparrow?"

A middle-aged vampire in a suit and tie walked out. He had a gentle expression and a smile on his face.

"It's me."

"Come in."

The middle-aged vampire gestured for Edward to come in and walked into the yard with him. "Akasha and Larde are my children. I'm sorry to bother you with taking care of them for some time. I'm their father, Beckson Punk."

"polite."

Hearing that he was Akasha's father, Edward couldn't help but look at him a few more times. It seemed that in the future, both he and Akasha's grandfather and great-grandfather would die at the hands of the Witch King Karaman.

I just don't know exactly when.

"I'm sorry to contact you in this way. It wasn't Akasha who betrayed you, but we forced her to do it. The one who wants to see you is my grandfather, Marquis Punk of the Blood Clan."

Edward asked knowingly, "May I know why the Marquis wants to see me?"

"I don't know about that."

Becksong shook his head.

The two walked into the old villa together. What they saw completely matched Edward's stereotype of vampires: the old and dim castle style, old-fashioned portraits everywhere, and magnificent decoration.

Soon, they arrived at the third floor of the villa and stopped in front of a huge and heavy wooden door. "My grandfather is waiting for you inside. Please come in."

Edward walked up and knocked on the door, and the wooden door opened automatically.

The room was as dim as usual. There was a huge window, but it was covered with unknown stickers. Only a little sunlight shone into the room through the gap.

This was obviously a study room - or rather a small library. Several walls were lined with bookshelves reaching the ceiling, and at first glance, they were densely packed with all kinds of books.

"Welcome, Mr. Crane Sparrow."

At this time, a man climbed down from the bookshelf ladder. He had a head full of white hair, a short white beard on his chin, and was wearing a home robe. He looked like a harmless old man - if it weren't for the pair of blood-red eyes that were emitting a faint glow.

"call."

He gently blew away the dust from the cover of the thick leather book in his hand, then took a few steps closer and opened the book.

"Thank you for taking care of Lalder and Akasha. Although they are both old guys who have lived for hundreds of years compared to humans, they are just ignorant children to us."

"You're welcome."

"Sorry, there are no chairs here, so you have to stand with me."

Edward waved his hand and transformed two sofas, "Luckily I prepared them with me."

"Oh, thank you."

The two men sat down on the sofa, and the old man, Marquis Punk, said, "Mr. Sparrow, you must know why I'm looking for you, right?"

"I'm not sure."

Edward shook his head. "After I received Akasha's letter for help, I guessed that it might be her elders who wanted to see me, but I never thought why you wanted to see me."

After a brief silence,

"It's because of the ancestor Lilith."

Marquis Punk said softly, "He has lost contact with us for thousands of years. Some people say that He died in the Second Age due to the betrayal of the Elf King and the Giant King, but some ancestors of the Blood Clan always believe that He has not completely perished, but is just hiding somewhere."

"This conjecture seemed to be verified in the Fourth Epoch. The ancestor who had disappeared for a thousand years once again responded to our prayers, but... we were unable to understand what He wanted to convey."

"It was not until the end of the Fourth Epoch that the First Ancestor conveyed accurate information for the first time, allowing our blood race to move to the newly established Kingdom of Feynapotter, where we remain until today."

Edward listened quietly to the old marquis's story. "Excuse me, Your Excellency the Marquis, why are you telling me this?"

"I just want to say that we, the Blood Clan, have never given up on finding the First Ancestor and have always tried to contact Him. We are also concerned about all the information related to Him." After a pause, "So, what you told that kid Larde about hearing about a Beyonder who claimed to be 'Lilith', is that true?"

"certainly."

"Where?"

"Rorsted Archipelago."

"Did the Beyonder who calls herself 'Lilith' do anything or tell you any news?"

Edward shook his head: "No, it was just a chance encounter."

"Do you think that extraordinary person is really related to the ancestor Lilith?"

"Your Excellency the Marquis, how would I know such a thing?"

Marquis Punk thought for a while and asked, "Besides that, do you know more about the ancestor?"

"have no idea."

"I see. Then may I ask, Mr. Sparrow, what information do you want to learn from us vampires through Larde?"

Having said that, basically everything is laid out.

Edward said frankly, "I want to know what the incomprehensible message was when your ancestor responded to you in the Fourth Epoch. And, when the ancestor responded to you accurately later, did he make any explanation for the previous message?"

"May I know why you want to know this?"

Edward hesitated. Judging from the reaction of the vampire marquis, they seemed to be unaware that there really was another "Lilith"?

Looking back at the chaotic battles during the Fourth Epoch, the presence of the blood clan seemed to be relatively weak, especially after the death of the goddess of beauty Ornia, the blood clan suddenly disappeared.

"Before I answer your question, please allow me to ask you another question. During the thousand-year-long struggle between the northern and southern continents in the Fourth Epoch, your blood race did not seem to be active. Why?"

Marquis Punk was stunned. "Not really. Before the Four Emperors' War, Lady Blood Moon Queen Ornia had brought some of her people to marry the Night Emperor. Unfortunately, with the outbreak of the Four Emperors' War, the Night Emperor fell, and Lady Ornia also fell with him, and that part of the people were almost destroyed."

Huh?

A part of the tribe?

This description seems to be somewhat different from what is written in the original book. Is it that this paragraph in the original book itself is rather vague, or was it subject to some kind of intervention in the past?

So he asked curiously, "I heard that the reason why the blood race was able to get out of the dark age was because of the leadership of the 'Blood Moon Queen' Ornia. Logically, shouldn't she be able to get the support of all the blood races with just a call? Why is it that only a part of them follow her and support the Night Emperor?"

"I don't know about that. After all, I wasn't born at that time."

He thought for a moment, "But according to my understanding, there are probably two reasons. First, after the disappearance of the ancestor, the overall strength of the blood race was far inferior to that of humans. Second, in the Fourth Epoch, the relationship between humans and blood races was not as harmonious as it is today. In more distant times, the two sides were even enemies."

After a pause, he said, "Okay, now can you answer my question?"

Edward nodded. "I'm looking for someone. She appeared in the Fourth Epoch. Her name happens to be the same as the ancestor of your blood race... also called Lilith."

"…"

There was no change in Marquis Punk's expression, but there was a slight change in the aura around him.

The next second, a pitch-black coffin suddenly appeared in this small library, with grass, flowers, wheat and even insects entwined on the coffin.

But these things are very strange. There are cracked mouths on the grass, and fibers fly out of them. Flowers use branches and leaves as hands to pick nectar by themselves. Grains such as wheat have heavy grains, and occasionally there are cries coming out of them. There are many types of insects, some have snake heads, and some have bird faces...

Marquis Punk immediately stood up and bowed, "Your Excellency Duke Olmer."

Then he introduced: "Mr. Klein Sparrow, he is one of the three dukes who rule the blood race. He is an ancient strong man who existed before the catastrophe and once followed the ancestor Lilith!"

A deep voice that could not tell the age came out from the coffin, and said with a laugh: "Young man, why are you looking for the Lilith from the Fourth Epoch?"

Edward looked at the coffin. "She is my friend."

"friend."

Duke Olmer was a little surprised. "I am shortsighted. It turns out that you are also an old man who has lived for a long time like me."

"Since you are friends, and you have spent so much effort to find Him, your relationship must be very good. That's easy. You will compensate for all the losses He has caused to the vampires. How about that?"

Chapter 529: New Commission from "Intis"

Edward: "???"

no. _h.u?a′n¨x`i!a￠n￠g/j`i!.+c~o^m+

How come things are not the same as expected? Shouldn't the two Liliths have a good relationship? Why does this blood clan duke say that his own Lilith seems to be an enemy of the blood clan, not a friend, and has caused huge losses!

His expression became more serious: "What...what loss."

The things wrapped around the coffin seemed to be stimulated and went wild. Then Duke Olmer said calmly, "Nothing much. He just pretended to be the ancestor Lilith for hundreds of years, made the entire blood clan serve him for hundreds of years, and took away countless treasures of the blood clan."

"…"

Marquis Punk put on a mask of pain and said: I don't want to know about this kind of thing at all!

At this moment he finally understood why the information conveyed by the ancestor Lilith during that period of time was incomprehensible - it was not that it was incomprehensible, but that after understanding and following it, people found out that the other person was an imposter, so in order to save face, they concealed it from future generations and deliberately said that it was incomprehensible!

Edward finally understood. His face darkened, but he still held back and asked, "Your Excellency the Duke, can you tell me when this incident happened in the Fourth Epoch?"

"Of course, but... come with me first."

Suddenly, the plants wrapped around the coffin grew rapidly and rolled towards Edward. Although they were just some plants that seemed to be randomly pinched, they gave Edward a feeling of extreme danger. He ended the summoning without hesitation and disappeared in the small library in an instant.

"Um?"

Duke Olmer's voice inside the coffin was somewhat surprised: "We have clearly sealed off the space here, how did he escape?"

"Punk."

"Yes!" Marquis Punk responded quickly, and then quickly said: "I didn't hear anything just now, and I don't know anything."

Duke Olmer was silent for a few seconds, "Keep an eye on your granddaughter."

"Why? Akasha doesn't know anything?"

"Don't worry. ^Seek? Book￠ help` ! choke. core-fastest. Didn't she claim that she got a response from the ancestor? If it's true, I just want to know, is the one who responded to her really our ancestor, or... that woman is back again!"

After a pause, the duke continued, "Regarding your guess about why the blood clan did not participate in the Fourth Epoch, you are only half right. The truth is...

At that time, the entire vampire clan was revolving around that woman, and had no time or energy to care about anything else."

Punk put on the mask of pain again: I really don't want to know this!

Will he be silenced?

...

In the source castle,

Edward sat quietly on the bronze chair, unable to react to the information he had just learned: Lilith had been pretending to be the ancestor of the blood clan for hundreds of years? She had been ordering them around for hundreds of years? She had also taken away countless treasures?

This Nima...

Is this really something that Lilith could do?

It's not that Edward believes in her character, it's that he doesn't believe in her IQ.

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly remembered what the little snake Will told him about the "male dice" and the "female dice", and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought -

Lilith had lived for so many years, it was impossible for her to maintain her original innocence and cuteness. On the contrary, if she wanted to hang out with Medici, Chick, and the Maozi priest, she had to become like them.

Edward suddenly wondered, even if he really found Lilith, would she still be the Lilith he knew?

All in all, she has been with me for just over three years, but she has lived for two or three thousand years in the past - three years compared to two or three thousand years is really too short and brisk.

Time is the sharpest blade that wears away everything. No matter hatred or emotion, they will seem so pale and powerless after a long enough time...

Is there a possibility that finding Lilith is just my wishful thinking?

Thinking of this, Edward's heart suddenly became confused.

"I'll wait for you in the future. *a\i′t^i~n/g+x^i^a`o^s·h￠u~o^.^c\o!m*"

Suddenly, that figure appeared in my mind again, and that voice sounded in my ears.

Edward patted his forehead lightly and said, "Lilith said she would wait for me."

We will meet again.

...

the next day.

The whole day was spent in leisure.

Of course, this kind of idleness is more of a state, which does not mean that he does nothing - he has already started preparing for the second "misery competition".

I hope I can completely digest both potions in one go this time!

During the day, DuBois "thoughtfully" conducted a psychological survey for all the employees in the villa - in fact, he was playing the role of a mind reader. When facing ordinary people at home, his mind-reading ability was naturally accurate and could hit the target wherever he pointed.

For a moment, he, the butler, became mysterious in everyone's mind.

Du Bois went out again in the afternoon, partly to continue his acting and partly to continue to inquire about the news about the king. In the evening, he came back with a constipated look on his face.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Du Bois hesitated, "I... met with some good friends today."

He put a noticeable emphasis on the word "good", and Edward immediately understood what he meant.

"They clearly said before that they liked me as a person, not my face. When I observed them in the audience before, I thought they were telling the truth. But today, when I read their aura and etheric body, I found that they were still lying..."

Edward was a little confused: "And then?"

"Roselle once said that the reason I could attract those women was because my parents gave me a good-looking face. When it comes to real charm, I am far inferior to him." Dubois sighed, "At that time, I just thought he was jealous of me, but I didn't expect... I really relied on this face all the time."

"…"

Edward stared at him in silence for a few seconds, "Are you showing off to me how handsome you are?"

"I just sigh that those women are really too superficial. They can only see my surface and never care about my spirit and soul..."

Before he could finish, Edward kicked him, "If you push me again, I'll turn you into an ugly monster!"

Just as he was saying this, he suddenly felt his spirit move. It was the silver cross of the Dusk Hermits in Sefirah Castle that responded. He couldn't help but wonder: Didn't this month's gathering just end? Why is it coming again?

Is there something big happening? Are we having a gathering now?

Dubois saw his expression change and immediately said tactfully, "Boss, I went out to eat. I recently found a restaurant that tastes good."

"Um."

Edward nodded, turned and went upstairs and into the study.

He walked back four steps expertly to enter Sefirah Castle, took out the silver cross, and found that it was indeed glowing faintly again.

He held his chin and stared at it for half a minute, injecting spirituality into it.

The cross floated in the air, creating a blurry image - there was only one figure standing in the church of bones. Judging from his position, it could be confirmed to be that "Intis".

"What's going on? Haven't the others arrived yet?"

Then I'm not in a hurry to go!

He sat there quietly for a few minutes and found that no new members appeared in the church. An idea popped into his mind: Could this be a one-on-one meeting that Intis had specially arranged for him?

But why did he look for me?

Could it be because of that brass stick?

Thinking of this, his spirituality spread out again, and as his eyes became briefly hazy and blurred, he came into the church again.

As soon as he landed, Edward looked around in confusion, "Huh? Didn't we say we would have a gathering once a month? Where are the others? Am I here too early?"

"No."

Intis said calmly, "It was I who asked the leader to see you alone, No. 8."

"Hey? We have this function at our party? How do I operate it? Can I do it too?"

"You can ask the chief yourself next time."

"Why next time? Can you just ask now?"

Edward looked towards the giant cross, as if he was really looking for Adam.

"The leader is not here?"

"He is always absent."

"All right."

Edward shrugged and said, "Tell me, Mr. Intis, what is it that you are looking for me for?"

Intis looked at him straight and asked calmly, "Did you take the things from the basement of Villa No. 7 on Rose Street?"

Edward was a little surprised and said, "Are you talking about the brass stick? No."

"I did think about taking it, but after fiddling with it for a long time, I couldn't find any use for it. In this case, there is no need for me to offend an unknown strong man for a useless thing."

At this point, he sneered and said, "But I regret it. You know, I almost lost my life in that ruins. Did you know what was in there a long time ago? You just wanted to kill me on purpose, right?"

Intis just looked at him calmly, "I just gave you a location and told you in advance that it was dangerous. It was you who decided to take the risk. If you really die in the ruins, it's not me who killed you, but your greed."

Clap, clap, clap.

Edward clapped his hands softly. "Good, good, you've even raised this to the level of humanity, haven't you?"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Then I will find a chance to kill you. Can you say that it was not me who killed you, but your stupidity?"

Intis was silent for a moment, "I want to issue you another commission."

"You fucking..."

"The reward is a piece of the rover's extraordinary properties."

The fierce light in Edward's eyes disappeared instantly, revealing a warm smile: "What do you want me to do?"

Chapter 530 Low EQ and High EQ

"I need you to help me guard a place and prevent others from taking the things buried underground."

Intis' words stunned Edward. According to the previous divination, there were eight brass sticks in total. At that time, he guessed whether they were buried by "Intis" in various places under Trier.

But he still asked knowingly: "What is it?"