Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 153 Blood Duke

   (Sorry, it’s chapter 253, if you type the title wrong, you can’t change it)

  In the evening, the sun has sunk below the horizon, but the sky is not completely dark yet.

  On the fence of Raging Waves City, two half-elf sentries were on duty. Suddenly, they saw a figure walking slowly on the road in the distance.

   "Hey, someone over there." said a half-elf sentinel.

It was a young man, he seemed to be in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance, but his complexion was strange, a strange pale color, his skin was so white that it seemed to be transparent, through his face and neck even Red blood vessels can be seen under the skin.

  The young man walked to the gate of Raging Waves City, looked up at the sentry on the wall.

   "Who are you? What are you doing in Raging Waves City?" the half-elf sentinel asked loudly on the city wall.

  The young man grinned, revealing a row of blood-red teeth, looking terrifying. He shouted: "My name is Roselle, I am the emissary of the Duke of Blood, and I am here to meet your lord."

  The two half-elves had surprised expressions on their faces. After Robin held a meeting for everyone that day, the Horn Town tragedy spread quickly within the Raging Waves Legion, so these half-elves also heard of the name "Duke of Blood".

   "Quick! Go and report to the baron!"

  At this time, in the lobby on the first floor of the Lord's Mansion, Robin and Aisha were discussing conscription.

  Now, the population of Raging Waves City has expanded several times, and there are enough human resources to form another human army. In Robin's vision, this newly formed army is mainly used for auxiliary purposes, and in the future, all odd jobs such as daily patrols, city defense maintenance, and guard posts will be handed over to them.

   Then free the highlander and half-elf fist troops from their daily duties so that they can devote all their attention to winning the battle.

  In this way, a main force, an auxiliary force, and the two forces have their own division of labor and perform their duties.

   There is a long table in the middle of the lobby. Robin sits at one end of the long table, and Aisha sits in the first place on his right.

   "My lord, I have already done the household registration statistics of Raging Waves City. These are men of the right age in the territory."

  Aisha put a stack of statistical rosters in front of Robin, which densely recorded the name, address, family background and other personal information of each school-age youth.

   "I also conducted a thorough investigation beforehand, and the enthusiasm of the young people in the territory to join the army is still relatively high." Aisha added.

   "Aisha, thank you for your hard work, you are always so organized."

  Robin showed a satisfied smile, picked up the roster and was about to check it, when the main entrance of the lobby was suddenly pushed open, and a half-elf sentry hurried in.

   "Lord Baron!" The sentinel quickly walked up to Robin, then knelt down on one knee.

   "Get up, Somerjet. What's the matter? You're in a panic." Robin looked down at the sentinel, and the smile on his face froze slightly.

  The sentinel stood up and said loudly, "Report to the baron, a man has come outside the city gate, claiming to be the emissary of the Duke of Blood."

  Robin's face changed instantly, he frowned, and asked in surprise, "The emissary of the Blood Baron?"

  Aisha on the side also showed a look of astonishment.

   "Yes, my lord, that's what the other party calls himself."

  Robin's expression became serious. In the past few days, he has ordered Tess to send several groups of scouts, centering on Rage City, to search the surrounding area in depth, trying to find the lair of the "Duke of Blood". Unexpectedly, before Robin found the other party, the other party came to the door first.

   "Judging from the tragedy in Horn Town, this Blood Duke is definitely not a kind person. It's probably not a good thing for him to send an envoy rashly." Aisha analyzed calmly, with a worried look on her face.

   "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a disaster that can't be avoided. Since the other party is here, we have to see what they have to say. Even if the Duke of Blood wants to make a move, at worst, I will take it."

   Robin's eyes were firm, and he ordered the sentinel: "Go, bring him here, I want to see what kind of sausages are in the **** duke's urinal."

   "Yes, my lord."

   Not long after, the sentries led Roselle to the lobby of the Lord's Mansion.

  Robin was still sitting at the head of the long table, while Aisha moved the stool and sat beside Robin.

   Roselle stood at the other end of the long table and bowed to Robin to salute. Although he saluted as a nobleman, judging from his awkward movements, he was definitely not a nobleman.

   The messenger of the Duke of Blood turned out to be a human being, which somewhat surprised Robin. Seeing the emissary's weird skin, both he and Aisha couldn't help being a little surprised.

  Robin thought to himself: Could this man be suffering from some strange disease? Why such a ghostly look?

"Hi, respected Baron of Rage City, please forgive me for visiting the door rashly, I am rude. I am Roselle, and I am here on behalf of the great Duke of Blood." Roselle finished speaking, with a strange smile on his face, showing blood red the teeth of.

  Robin looked at the messenger on the opposite side vigilantly. He didn't rush to ask questions, but listened patiently to what the other party had to say.

   "Lord Baron, I think you may not know my master yet, this is normal, please let me introduce my master to you first."

   Roselle showed an excited expression, and spoke in a high-pitched voice.

"My master, she is the great Duke of Blood, a noble descendant of the blood race, the lord of the undead, the master of death, the only God in the wasteland, and the guardian of the Blood King City, please always remember her name: Eternal Lord Selina .”

  As if a magician was chanting, Roselle uttered a long string of titles with admiration.

  Robin was very surprised when he heard it, because several very critical information were mixed in this string of titles.

   The first one, a noble blood descendant!

   The second one, the guardian of the Blood King City!

   "Your master, that Ms. Selina, is she a blood awakener?" Robin took a deep breath, his expression extremely serious, and asked slowly.

   Roselle smiled, seemingly completely unaware of how serious the problem was, and he replied with certainty: "That's right."

   This is the worst answer ever.

  Unfortunately, Robin's guess was correct, but a blood awakener actually appeared on the wasteland! Every time a big blood clan appears in history, the relevant area is doomed to a bloodbath.

"I see."

  Robin didn't panic. Instead, he became calmer at such times. He continued to ask, "Where is your Blood King City?"

   "Pass the Raging River, go straight north, and you'll see it."

  Rosell answered this question immediately without any hesitation. He doesn't seem to understand what military secrets are. In other words, he has absolute confidence in the Duke of Blood and is not worried about exposing his lair to Robin.

   "You slaughtered Horn Town?"

   "Go back to Lord Baron, we did it." Roselle still had a smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of regret for the massacre of old people and children.

   "Why did you slaughter Horn Town? Why did the Duke of Blood send you here?" Robin's face turned completely cold.

   "Because Bugle Town refuses to surrender to us, their lord and their people must die." Roselle said slowly in a soft voice.

   "Lord Baron, my visit this time is to bring you the kindness of the Duke of Blood. Please surrender to the Duke of Blood immediately, and we will protect your property and life safety."

   Roselle's tone was not for discussion, he was entirely here to give Robin an order.

  After hearing this, Robin couldn't help laughing: "If I don't agree, I will end up with Bugle Town, right?"

  Rosell replied with a smile: "Yes, Lord Baron."

   "If I surrender to the Duke of Blood, may I provide blood slaves for your lord?" Robin looked at the messenger with cold eyes and asked word by word.

"Of course, but my master is very kind. You don't need all of you to become blood slaves. You just need to provide a certain number of young blood slaves for the Blood King City on a regular basis. The Duke of Blood hopes that in this month, Rage City can Provide ten blood slaves, five males and five females, and they must all be virgins."

   Roselle smiled, looking businesslike, as if asking Robin to provide only ordinary food.

In ancient times, the so-called blood slaves were slaves who provided fresh blood for the blood race. They would have their blood drawn regularly from birth. The blood race would not drain their blood all at once. The draw is just right, and it can still leave a sigh of relief for the blood slave.

  Until the blood slave gets old and the blood gradually becomes "unpalatable", it will be used as waste, and the blood in the body will be drained at one time.

  In order to ensure that the blood tastes good enough, the blood clan will also study what to feed the blood slaves to make their blood more delicious. Some blood races even compare people of different genders and age groups. The blood of babies and girls is always the most popular, and the blood of strong men is generally well received.

  Robin himself did not want to be a slave, nor did he want his subjects to be slaves. He sneered, stood up slowly, and replied to Roselle:

   "Go back and tell your Blood Duke, I will not surrender to her, if she wants someone from me, she can get it herself!"

  After listening to Robin's answer, Roselle finally slowly disappeared the smile on his face. He shook his head in disappointment, as if thinking of Robin, and advised:

"Master Baron, please don't be so naive, think about your people, your arrogance may harm them. Once our army of blood is approaching the city, when the city is broken, it will be the old man who is eighty years old, down to just The children of the full moon will not leave any survivors in the city."

   Roselle's voice was very gentle, but what he said was extremely cruel.

   "Go back and tell that vampire, I'll wait for her here." Robin replied coldly.

   Seeing that Robin was still so "obsessed", Roselle sighed helplessly, and said, "My lord baron, since you are determined to do stupid things, then I can only kill you here."

   After the words fell, Roselle jumped onto the long table and rushed towards Robin. Sharp red claws grew from his hands, and they slashed at Robin like a sharp knife.

  Robin was very surprised. He didn't expect that Roselle would dare to attack him in his lair.

  He first pushed away Aisha beside him, and then took a step back to avoid the opponent's claw attack. Roselle's claws were sharper than a sword, and the chair Robin was sitting on just now was cut in half by his claws.

   "Protect the adults!"

   There were two half-elf sentries in the lobby, and they were the two who led Roselle over. Seeing that Roselle had actually made a move, the two of them immediately pulled out the short knives on their waists, rushed forward, and slashed at Roselle with both knives.

   Roselle turned around and waved his paw, the dagger collided with the paw, bursting out a series of sparks, the dagger in the hands of the two half-elves immediately broke into several sections, and the incision was extremely smooth.

   Roselle actually used his claws to break the knife in the half-elf's hand.

   The two half-elves looked at the broken knife in their hands, and they were all dumbfounded for a while. At the moment when they were stunned, Roselle jumped up, split in the air, and kicked each of them in the chest, knocking the two half-elves to the ground immediately.

  Robin took a look with the eyes of the blood. Russell is not a descendant of the blood, but he has a strong blood power in his body.

  Kicking over the two half-elves, Roselle swung his paws and rushed towards Robin again: "Master Baron, please die, your territory, the Duke of Blood will take care of you."

  Robin looked stern. He first avoided Roselle's claws on his side, clenched his fist with his right hand, and a silver electric current burst out from the fist. Then, taking advantage of the gap in the chest exposed when Roselle swung his claws, Robin punched Roselle hard in the stomach.

  Rosell was beaten so that his whole body was almost folded in half, and Robin's fist was deeply sunk into his stomach. Then, Roselle immediately flew backwards like a cannonball, knocking down a piece of tables, chairs and benches along the way, and finally hit the wall with a loud bang.

  He slowly slid down the wall, even leaving a body imprint on the wall.

   Roselle struggled to get up from the ground, spat out a big mouthful of blood with a wow, he showed an unbelievable expression, there is such a powerful lord in the wasteland!

Robin walked over with big strides, Roselle wanted to fight back, but just as he jumped up from the ground, Robin had already walked in front of him, raised his leg, whipped his leg, and slapped him hard face.

  Rosell immediately spun 360 degrees in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Then, Robin grabbed Roselle's head with one hand, lifted him up, and said "bang bang bang" to his pale face, and hammered a few more fists until Roselle was taken away. Hammer's face was covered in blood.

Roselle was slowly beaten up by Robin, but at this moment he suddenly smiled: "Hehehe, Lord Baron, you are a strong man, with an enemy like you, I think the Duke of Blood will be very happy .”

   After speaking, his body suddenly inflated, like a balloon that was constantly being injected with gas.

  Robin's expression changed immediately, this grandson is going to blow himself up!

  (end of this chapter)