Kingdom’s Bloodline

"It's too exaggerated. Even for a newborn, his blood thirst is too intense, like an uncivilized beast."

On the abandoned watchtower, Yannick looked down calmly, as if he were watching a stage play from the front row seat.

In contrast, Thales had to hold up a telescope, relying on the double blessing of the lens tube and the Sin of the Hell River, plus the fireworks exploding in the night sky from time to time, to barely see the battle ahead:

Lausanne II roared continuously, as if he was crazy, and chased Catherine to the roof, but was dragged down by the sudden rise of the net bag and disappeared into the alley.

"Newborn, huh."

Thales disdained the slander:

Does your newborn look like this?

"I guess this is because he has been blindly suppressing his blood thirst. However, desire is like a flood. It is better to block it than to slow it down. The more you sit back and ignore it and suppress it roughly, the more terrifying the power and damage will be when it rebounds."

The vampire leader of the feast narrowed his eyes and stared at the movement below:

"So when he was overwhelmed by blood thirst, he couldn't even maintain his basic sanity and completely turned into another person or another animal."

Yannick's eyes flickered and he said with emotion:

"As a vampire, if you cannot coexist with your desires and reach a compromise, then you will completely break up - when one party takes power, the other party will be driven out and each will do its own thing."

No wonder, no wonder Lausanne II committed so many bloody crimes and had to cover up so much.

"Like Jekyll and Hyde." Thales said in a daze.

"What?"

Thales came back to his senses and shook his head naturally:

"It's not important. Not many people know about the legend of the two-faced devil man around the Western Wilderness."

Yannick nodded thoughtfully.

As the killing trap was triggered, this simple residential area in the new suburb seemed to suddenly wake up. Lights lit up inside and outside, illuminating figures, and shouts of killing came one after another.

But the houses outside the encirclement were still quiet and dark.

It seems that there is some kind of indescribable tacit understanding with the battlefield.

Thales couldn't find the target, so he had to put down the telescope.

"Kathleen—the boss of the Blood Bottle Gang who had a grudge against him—insisted on hosting the ambush. She must have understood this."

The Phantom Blade project aroused Lausanne II's blood-sucking desire, forcing him to lose his mind and turn into a beast. He was unable to respond to the enemy with clear and methodical swordsmanship, which made it easy to catch turtles in the jar.

So far, it seems to have some results.

But, how many connections and manpower did she use, including those from the Underworld Brotherhood?

How effective can it be?

If her plan fails...

"Now that you have seen it with your own eyes, Yang, this is the situation." Thinking of this, Thales' eyes burned brightly and he went straight to the topic, "What do you think?"

The vampire councilor was silent for a while, but his reply was precise:

"In my opinion, Your Highness, the elders of this vampire killer either failed to discipline him, failed to restrain him, or had no intention of teaching him how to relieve his blood thirst."

He narrowed his eyes, intentionally or unintentionally:

"I don't know, is it because I have to do it, or is it because of sinister intentions?"

Thales' eyebrows moved slightly.

"According to the traditions and laws of our clan, all damage and guilt caused by a reckless newborn will be borne by his elders and even the clan to which they belong. Only they are the most suitable to restrain him..."

"Well said," Thales interrupted his diplomatic speech in time, "That's why I found the parents and invited people from the Corleone family, but it's a pity..."

Thales sighed and motioned to where Li was standing just now.

Parents are irresponsible and run away as soon as they are slapped on the butt.

Leave the naughty kid to continue causing trouble.

Yannick smiled understandingly.

However, Thales changed the subject:

"But Count Le left so neatly, I couldn't help but start to doubt: What if this really wasn't done by the Corleone family?"

Yannick's eyes moved.

"Your Highness?"

Thales raised his head and meant something:

"If Li ignores the mess left by Lausanne II, it is because he does not need to be responsible, because there is indeed no relative elder of this vampire in the Kingdom of Night, and Lausanne II is not a vampire transformed by Corleone, so naturally he Not bound by them?"

"Even if the killer is not a descendant of the Corleone family, it does not clear their suspicions." Yannick first affirmed Thales' suspicion, and then quietly changed the direction of the suspicion, "Or on the contrary: Corleone deliberately took advantage of Such an isolated newborn who has no blood affiliation and therefore no responsibility, so that he can be wiped out at a critical moment? "

That's right.

It's really clean.

Thales glanced at Yannick intentionally or unintentionally.

"But if Lausanne II is not Corleone, or even a descendant of the lower seven clans in the Kingdom of Darkness, could it be that..."

"Please be absolutely assured."

Yannick smiled and stopped him in time:

"For our clan, developing descendants is a serious, solemn and complicated matter. Once there is any deviation, the losses will be huge. Therefore, even the senior and experienced elders must be cautious.

"Not only are the number of gifted descendants strictly limited, but the process is also difficult and long. From demand, reporting, public discussion, approval, to selection, training, testing, and decision on candidates, they must go through many hurdles. The last step is what the public recognizes. The immortal gift of knowledge—that is, transformation.

"We, at least the Immortal Parliament, have extremely strict rules and supervision in this regard. From the Speaker and the elders to the newborns and blood slaves, every vampire is recorded in the book. Their affiliation is clear, and their behavior is slightly deviant. , then there is no way to trace the source.”

He looked at Thales and his conclusion was unquestionable:

"He couldn't have been brought from the feast."

Is that so absolute?

Thales smiled playfully:

"But what if someone deceives the superiors and deceives the subordinates to create descendants behind your council's back for their own selfish purposes?"

Yannick denied it:

"No, the Convention between Human Nations and Immortal Species ensures this. The Immortal Parliament will never allow any vampire newborn to be born out of sight without consent."

His eyes sharpened:

"As for secretly creating descendants, this is a heinous crime that threatens the survival of the ethnic group and undermines the order of our clan. Offenders, regardless of their status or blood relationship, will be punished with daily punishment, and the whole clan will learn from it."

Yannick's expression was serious and his eyes were cold.

Thales looked at him for a while and then stopped laughing.

"Don't be so nervous. I didn't say it was you who did it. Maybe when Lausanne II was on the run, he was bitten by some random vampire outside and transformed into..."

"It's impossible."

Yannick interrupted, half-smiling.

"It is far from easy to transform a vampire. It requires source blood."

Thales raised his eyebrows:

"What blood?"

Yannick said seriously:

"Origin blood - the most precious essence blood in our clan, is also an important medium for creating descendants and passing on 'gifts'. However, pure source blood can often only be condensed by the vampires in the extreme realm."

If the source blood absorbed during transformation is not of sufficient purity, is overly diluted and mixed...

That could lead to the tragedy of flesh and blood collapse - this was common in the early history of the Vampire Clan, and the most famous one was the eldest son of the ancestor of the Vampire Clan.

Or worse, the newborn went completely crazy during the transformation and degenerated into a blood slave with no reason but only desire, almost a beast.

It will lead to the next disaster of wolf enemies.

Thinking this way, Yannick continued:

"Besides, source blood is extremely sensitive. Once it condenses outside the body of the bleeding clan, it will evaporate completely in less than an hour. Even if it is injected into the human body, it will not remain for more than a day."

Thales woke up:

"That means……"

"This is not something that 'just any wandering vampire' can do," Yannick said solemnly, "The one who gave Lausanne II the gift and turned him into a descendant must be an elder with a name and status. Extraordinary Extreme Vampire Clan.”

He added intentionally or unintentionally:

"For example, the second generation vampires like Queen of Night and Earl Li were directly gifted by King Nightwing and transformed into them."

Thales raised his eyebrows:

"Or Serena Corleone on the run?"

Yannick said nothing, just smiled.

————

For a moment, Robert suspected that it was just a nightmare.

In the nightmare, that fatal blow from the ax came, breaking open her chest and causing unspeakable pain!

The pain in the memory made Robert gasp.

But now...

In the alley, Robert sat on the ground in a daze, staring blankly at his chest:

Cracked leather armor, blood-soaked shirt, itchy skin, and an... extremely ugly ax scar.

what happened?

The weak body, the pool of blood on the ground, and the faint shouts of death in the distance all showed that it was more than just a dream.

"You feel hungry..." came a dangerous voice.

At that moment, Robert's hair stood on end!

She entered a fighting state and struggled to get up from the ground, but fell to the ground again because of stars in her eyes.

"You filthy bloodsucker—"

no no!

Where are her weapons?

Get moving!

"...Dizziness, nausea, mood swings, over-sensitivity, numbness and itching of wounds and even repeated low-grade fevers," the voice ignored and just continued, "You need to rest and eat."

The sound of a human body turning over came - it seemed that the monster was searching Lao Bu's body.

what did he say?

hunger? Eating?

Robert came back to his senses and tried to think.

No, it's impossible.

She stared blankly at the scar on her chest:

Her injuries were fatal and she could not survive. Even if she survived, she would not be able to recover so quickly...

unless……

Eat.

Robert thought of something and turned pale.

No.

She held up her arms tremblingly and looked at the monster in front of her with gritted teeth - his armor was torn, he was covered in filth, and he was so embarrassed that he even lost his goggles.

But there is no doubt that at this moment, his eyes are sharp and his movements are steady, and he is no longer as sluggish and weak as before.

Almost in full swing.

As for the reason, the skinny corpse of a giant man on the ground explained everything.

"you you……"

With vigilance and fear, Robert said in a trembling voice:

"With such a serious injury, it is impossible for me to survive unless..."

"Yes." The monster only found a hatchet, a few daggers, and a money bag sewn into the lining of his clothes from the giant man's body. He looked very dissatisfied, "I gave you a drop of source blood. "

And it is the purest kind that he can give.

"You survived."

It's over.

Robert trembled all over and fell to the ground.

No……

The huge shock and despair mercilessly impacted her spirit.

Origin blood.

Vampires create offspring and transform the blood used in newborn babies.

impossible.

She pressed her chest, feeling the vague phantom pain, and was stunned.

impossible.

The shouts of killing continued, and the firelight flickered.

A few seconds later, the same huge anger and shame replaced the previous emotions, flooding Robert's heart.

"How dare you, how dare you..." She gritted her teeth and trembled violently, "I will become, become..."

At this moment, a swordsman carrying an eternal lantern rushed into the alley with a heavy head. When he first saw the corpses of Robert and the giant man on the ground, he said in surprise: "What happened -"

winter!

The monster flashed in front of the swordsman in an instant, and the latter fell down without even seeing its shadow clearly.

"What does it matter?"

The monster put down the limp swordsman and picked up his lamp and sword:

"You survived."

Wouldn't it be nice to stop decaying from now on, live forever, and maybe become stronger and faster?

Looking at the fallen swordsman, Robert was stunned.

Lausanne II skillfully picked up the steel ax left by Denver and threw it effortlessly in the other direction above his head.

The steel ax passed over countless rooftops and landed far away outside countless walls, making a harsh sound.

The surrounding shouts of killing suddenly gathered in that direction.

"Fuck you, monster!"

The cry of killing brought Roberto back to her senses. She picked up the alloy silver knife and pointed it at Lausanne II.

"No, I'm human, human, just human..."

She gritted her teeth and her eyes turned red.

you can not……

You can't do this to me!

I still want to inherit my mother's business, hunt vampires, hunt...

Thinking of this, Robert's eyes gradually darkened, and the tip of the knife kept trembling.

Hunting myself?

It feeds on blood, hunts for life, hides in the dark, cannot see the light, and is trapped in blood forever...

Wherever he goes, he brings death, fear and destruction to people...

Robert felt cold inside.

No.

All the stories she had heard since childhood and all the training she had received became the last straw for her at this moment.

Robert took a deep breath and turned the scissor tremblingly and decisively.

The tip of the knife was aimed at her heart.

"No."

Her eyes were determined.

"I will never become a monster who harms others and benefits myself."

no way.

Robert closed his eyes and gripped the handle of the knife.

Farewell, Mom, and the nineteen cats in the house—especially the picky eater.

Lausanne II stroked the sword in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't your mother teach you?"

Robert made a move:

"How do vampires transform?"

What?

Robert opened his eyes suddenly, anger welling up.

How could he still have the nerve to mention her mother?

"Of course I know!"

Vampires forcefully feed their blood to innocent people, turning them into sun-shunning monsters like themselves, crazy and out of control, and eternally cursed...

At least that's what grandma told mom...

Grandma's uncle also said the same thing to grandma before he died...

And my grandma’s uncle got the true biography from his great aunt!

This aunt is even more powerful. You have to know that her stepfather is the protector of mankind, the special secretary and bard of the first generation of Immortal Hunters - the cousin and great nephew!

The setting sun testifies that the clerk once marched side by side with Keira and his comrades, fearless in the face of danger on the bloody battlefield, sang war songs for them, and recorded the glory!

But such a long, great, and glorious inheritance has been destroyed by this person tonight——

"That's right. A rookie like you who can be tricked by someone, of course you think you can become a vampire in this way." Lausanne II said nonchalantly.

etc.

Robert calmed down and widened his eyes.

What did he just say - vampire transformation?

She unknowingly put down her machete and said in surprise:

"You mean, talking about me, I won't, won't become a vampire?"

But Lausanne II snorted coldly:

"you will."

Robert's smile froze.

"It will take at least twenty hours from the time the source blood enters the body until it is metabolized out of the body and becomes completely useless," Lausanne II said coldly, "If you die during this period -"

Death in battle, death from a fall, death from illness, death from old age or even death from stupidity, no matter what the method of death is...

"You will be transformed."

Lausanne II said quietly:

"Resurrected by the original blood and turned into a vampire."

Of course, the premise is to survive the painful torture during transformation and the mental shock after transformation.

No.

Robert thought blankly: He said I could transform.

I'll die and be resurrected as a fanged vampire...

Hope was lost again, and Robert couldn't bear the blow and collapsed on the ground, her mood falling back to the bottom again.

It's over, there's no hope.

"Why," she was lost and despairing, "why fate, why the setting sun and the rising sun, including the bright moon, are so unfair to me!"

She was determined when she was young, studied hard and practiced hard, and finally met the first vampire in her life...

But from the hunter to the prey.

Is there any fate more tragic than this?

"Yes, this is the nature of gods," Lausanne II said coldly, "to create injustice."

Now he wants to add insult to injury!

Robert cried bitterly and was heartbroken.

"No."

I saw her crying and raising her scimitar:

"I do not accept!"

She would rather die than...

"I will commit suicide right now." Robert sobbed repeatedly.

She would rather die than become a vampire! Become a disgusting and dirty monster!

"you sure?"

Lausanne II said coldly:

"Twenty hours haven't passed yet."

Robert thought of something and trembled all over.

Yes, I can't commit suicide.

He said that if I die within twenty hours, I will become a vampire!

Ahhhhh!

The scimitar fell to the ground, and Robert held his head, extremely disappointed.

After just a few seconds, she cleared her mind and fixed her eyes.

"It doesn't matter, patience is the hunter's most reliable accuracy - then I will wait for twenty hours!"

For these twenty hours, I locked myself in my room and didn’t go anywhere!

When I won't turn into a vampire even if I die...

I commit suicide again!

After finding the solution, Robert picked up the weapon with hope in his eyes:

That way, I will definitely not become a vampire——

Eh?

Robert's smile faltered.

etc.

She held up the scimitar and turned her head mechanically:

"What if, what if I don't die in these twenty hours?"

"That way, the origin blood will be expelled from your body, purified, and never seen again." Lausanne II didn't even raise his head.

Robert was stunned.

Drain, purify?

"Then, if I am still alive by then, will I still become a vampire?"

Lausanne II ignored this stupid question and just gave her a disdainful look.

Robert's eyes opened wider and wider.

Wait, as long as I don't die within twenty hours...

"ah!"

When Robert figured it out, tears filled his eyes and he lay on the ground crying with joy!

Great!

Gods, thank you for favoring me so much!

I will die to save the cat in repayment!

"Remember, next time you encounter a mercenary who deliberately avoids others, acts alone, or even changes his appearance..."

Lausanne II glanced at Denver, who was already dead on the ground:

"There must be a reason."

Not bad.

Lausanne II turned around and no longer looked at the vampire hunter behind him.

Just stupid.

"etc!"

Robert woke up with a start and gritted his teeth:

"You are a vampire, you will not help me for free! But I tell you, no matter what conspiracy you have -"

But her words stopped abruptly - at some point, the hateful vampire had disappeared.

Robert was left alone, sitting in a pool of blood.

————

Thales looked at the other person for a long time before gently nodding.

"Well, Li has run away anyway," the prince said helplessly, "As the only vampire expert around me, you have the final say."

Yannick looked flattered at first, then humbly stepped back and saluted.

"Your Highness is overly complimentary," Yang changed the topic, "It's just that I still don't understand something..."

"Which point?"

"The Corleone family is despicable for their cunning and sinister intentions, but why did they choose this killer as their descendant?"

Thales was startled and didn't quite understand the question:

"Well, maybe it's because Lausanne II was a powerful extreme killer before? Will he be more valuable after being transformed into a vampire?"

"That's why it's even weirder."

"What's the meaning?"

Yannick explained patiently:

"From our perspective, compared to an established extreme warrior with rich experience and profound knowledge, we would rather choose an ignorant young man with limited experience as our descendant and grant him the source blood."

"Why is this - oh, for example, the elderly are more stubborn and difficult to change than the young?" Thales guessed.

Yannick nodded in approval:

"Your Highness is keen. When a person becomes an extreme master, it means that his life has been finalized and his cognition has been stabilized. His body, mind, spirit, memory, including the character and habits shaped by this life's experiences are difficult to shake. ”

He sighed:

"Therefore, the risk of transforming an extreme master into a descendant is extremely high: whether it is the possibility of failed reincarnation, the rejection and pain of the body's flesh and blood, or the obstacles of re-adapting to the body, changing thinking, and accepting the vampire identity as a newborn after successful reincarnation, It’s much bigger than transforming ordinary people, it’s unimaginable.”

More often than not, it is even a waste of source blood, and the gain outweighs the loss.

Thales frowned upon hearing this.

"Not to mention Leon, the blood fang who rules the Kingdom of Night, even the most ordinary low-level vampires should know this." Yannick said.

So this is the principle for the vampire family to develop descendants - the less experience, the better, and the smaller the burden, the better.

Thales pondered after hearing this.

But they still chose to transform Lausanne II, willing to give up the easy task and seek the difficult one.

Yannick thought for a while and said very naturally:

"So I'm wondering: Could it be that the identity of Lausanne II is something else? Is it related to the past of the Kongming Palace?"

Thales nodded.

"That makes sense."

Of course there is something fishy.

After all, Mallos said in private that Lausanne II was a former student of Master Joaquin.

"In that case, why would Your Highness sacrifice the near for the distant?"

"What's the meaning?"

Yannick bowed again:

"It should be noted that no matter how strong the killer is and how many he kills, it is just a sword. In the final analysis, it is just a matter of the reward."

Thales narrowed his eyes.

"You and I both know that compared to this sword," Yannick smiled slyly at the encirclement under the tower, "the key to the game in Emerald City should be in the Kongming Palace."

Emerald City Game.

Thales smiled helplessly upon hearing this.

"I think so."

It's a pity that Zhan can't get enough oil and salt, and Federico can't slip his hands.

However, their status was sensitive, so he had to be polite and couldn't be as tough as the pretty boy from Xihuang.

And the secret science hidden in the dark is so sneaky, and the royal power behind it is everywhere.

Only he was caught in the middle, unable to advance or retreat.

I am not seeking the far side at the expense of the near, I am clearly bullying the weak and fearing the strong!

Thinking of this, Thales sighed and looked down the tower:

"However, I just talked to those two brothers not long ago. Guess, what are they most concerned about at the moment?"

Yannick's eyes lit up.

"I see."

"Yes, I don't know if it's a coincidence or something strange, but the game between the two of them has always revolved around Lausanne -"

In the middle of speaking, Thales suddenly got excited and stopped abruptly.

"Around?" Yannick asked curiously.

Thales was silent for a while.

He frowned and stared at Yannick, who was still smiling, and felt something strange that was indescribable.

"Yannick," Thales stiffly changed the subject, "As a vampire, what are your powers?"

Yannick's eyes moved slightly.

"Your Highness?" He looked confused.

"Is it something spiritual?"

Yannick was stunned.

But Thales narrowed his eyes and continued to ask:

"For example, unknowingly induce and find out the other person's true secret?"

The air above the abandoned watchtower became quiet.

"Your Highness is really good at joking," Yannick was embarrassed for a second, then smiled bitterly, "People's hearts are complicated and difficult to fathom. How could I have such an ability?"

Thales looked at him suspiciously for a while.

"Oh, that's fine," the prince narrowed his eyes, "otherwise, I would have thought you were inquiring about the secrets of Kongming Palace."

"I'm so sorry."

Yannick reacted and sincerely apologized:

"My words must have misunderstood His Highness."

Yannick turned his head naturally and avoided Thales's sight: "Let's think about how to deal with this killer - they can't stop him."

Oops.

Thales was startled and raised the telescope again.

In the lens tube, light and shadow flashed on the wall of the alley, and a faint cry of pain came from the hell sense.

Well, if Kathleen can't handle it, then he's going to--

"So, as the key to the problem, all we need to do is catch the murderer, right?"

Thales frowned and turned back:

"Yannick?"

Yannick bowed slightly:

"In that case, I would like to lend a helping hand to His Highness."

"But before you-"

"An uncontrolled stray vampire kills innocent people indiscriminately in the Emerald City. No matter how you look at it, it will be detrimental to our clan's reputation." The handsome vampire councilor shook his head decisively with a stern look: "It is naturally our duty to do so."

Thales was stunned for a second.

nonsense!

Thales was disdainful.

That's not what you just said.

What you said was obviously "I'll go find your parents"!

"Really? No other conditions attached?" Thales asked suspiciously.

"Since it is a righteous deed," Yannick stared at the encirclement below with admiration, "what are the conditions?"

Pooh!

Thales was disdainful in his heart, but smiled on his face.

"This makes me a little uneasy," he joked, "after all, the free ones are the most expensive."

"It's not free either."

Yannick smiled at him:

"You gave me a chance to make friends with rather than offend the future King of the Stars, even if I paid a fee."

He smiled slyly:

"After all, not all cold-blooded species are rigid and stubborn."

I knew it.

Thales snorted coldly in his heart:

"Then I gave you too much. I didn't get any change?"

Yannick laughed.

"Let people do extraordinary things..."

He blinked:

"There has to be some tip."

Thales narrowed his eyes and observed him for a while.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

Thales looked at the battlefield below: "Long before he was reincarnated as a vampire, that guy was an extreme killer. And after his reincarnation, his body will only be stronger... Oh, or are you also an extreme expert?"

Faced with the prince's probing gaze, Yannick smiled.

"His Royal Highness is so young, but he puts himself in other people's shoes, which really touches me."

"But maybe you don't know something," he continued. "After humans are transformed into vampires, their body mechanisms and tissues are completely changed. Even the power of termination disappears. It is almost impossible to preserve the original strength and fighting style."

completely changed……

Thales recalled Lausanne II's words and deeds and couldn't help but think deeply.

The next moment, the vampire councilor's eyes turned cold:

"Secondly, whether it is an extreme state or a super-ordinary level, it is just a saying - an outdated saying spread by human knights hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Thales was startled when he heard this.

"It may be used to identify strengths and weaknesses, refer to superiority, and deceive laymen and beginners," Yannick put his hands behind his back, "but it can never predict the outcome, let alone life or death."

Realm level is just a term...

We can know the strength and weakness, but we cannot predict the outcome.

Thales was thoughtful.

This sounds surprisingly familiar?

"What's more, in recorded history, there are really extreme warriors who died to the same opponent..."

Yannick restrained his murderous intent and smiled at Thales:

"Far from half."

Thales's mind moved.

That is to say, more than half of the defeated extreme masters in history died...

"After all, the old speaker said: The old will not go, and the new will not come."

There was a gentle breeze in the night, and Thales felt something in his heart.

But when he blinked, there was no one around him.

"Immortality in the extreme..."

Yannick's faint sigh came from the darkness:

"What's the benefit of super level?"