Knocking on the door of Pupil Art in Yuanshen

"What's wrong with you Draven?" the girl waved her hand in front of her loyal servant, waking him up from his trance.

Delevingne woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream. He saw the water that had overflowed from the cup due to his absence and flowed along the table to the floor. He hurriedly bowed and apologized, "I'm so sorry, Miss Lorna!"

"Okay Draven, no need to apologize, you know, I don't treat you as my servant," Miss Lorna said generously.

"My good-for-nothing brother is addicted to it all day long because of the so-called Dragon Bone Flower Condensation Bead. A tiny drop of that thing can make that idiot sleep contentedly for a whole day!"

Miss Lorna clenched her fists, almost digging her nails into her palms, and gritted her teeth.

"If I knew who bought him that thing, I would make him feel like a soldering iron all the time!"

"My subordinates will never let that guy go, and will try their best to help the lady search for him!" Delevingne agreed with a solemn look on his face without blushing.

"Okay, I know your loyalty," Miss Rona comforted her and said with some worry, "You go down first, Draven, you are in a bad state today."

"I'm not doubting your ability, but you have to know that your position is irreplaceable. In order not to fall down early, you should go and rest today."

"Yes! Miss Lorna," Delevingne quietly retreated. The moment he bowed and closed the door, the last light in the room linearly disappeared from his face, replaced by the dimness in the corridor.

His face gradually became distorted, and a twisted smile appeared that he had never thought of. He made up his mind.

The head of the Mason family is not the famous Miss Lorna, but the incompetent Master Carl. After the previous master died due to the battle with Guwenhilde, Carl inherited the Mason family.

Originally there were no problems with Karl's governance, but as he took power, Karl's inner cowardice slowly became apparent.

He no longer trusts anyone. Even his closest confidants often stay with him for no more than a month and need to work shifts.

Although Lorna is his biological sister, it is obvious that he does not believe it either.

He often thinks that Lorna is a strong competitor to steal his power, but fortunately, he is not so stupid that he wants to drive Lorna away, but just alienates her.

Not long ago, Draven heard about the effectiveness of Dragon Bone Flower Condensation Beads, and wondered if he could use it to calm Karl's overly nervous nerves, and to help ease the relationship between the two brothers and sisters.

Who would have thought that the effect of dragon bone flower condensation beads is much better than what Shang Zhaoyue advertised.

Karl has directly become a useless person. Given time, Lorna will definitely be able to seize the power from his hands and completely control the Mason family.

However, Shang Zhaoyue's words this time made the malice in Draven's heart, which had already opened a gap, pour out like a flood.

The price a knight needs to pay for his strength is... his lifespan.

He thought again of the words of the rare goods merchant.

"You are all people who have humbled themselves to the dust. Compared with the nobles, your lives are like grass. When there is a dispute, you are like pawns who fall like wheat."

"But, have you ever thought that you people can stand on the center of the stage and achieve a status more noble than the nobles? It is admirable."

"I feel that the opportunity to change your life against the odds is nothing more than your useless lives. It is wasted anyway. Why not give it a try?"

"There is no fairer deal in the world, is there?"

At the end of the conversation, the tent was silent, and only each other could hear their heavy breathing.

Then there was a disgusting scene like the coming of a demon, the strange goods merchant said bluntly.

"The brave ones who want to fight stay, and the cowards who don't have the courage to exchange opportunities when they are right in front of them should get out of here."

At that time, Draven paid attention to his surroundings. There were only a few people leaving, but none of them could actually get out of the tent. They retreated silently and fell down silently.

Draven knew at that time that they had no way out. This strange goods merchant was a devil who forced transactions.

Delevingne walked on the corridor, holding his chest and feeling his increasingly beating heart as a black-red liquid was injected into it.

As the heart pumps and relaxes, they are transported to all parts of the body. Every second, Delevingne feels that he is walking towards the abyss step by step, and the world in front of him is gradually collapsing.

Following this broken mentality, he unknowingly came to a large door. Through the carved railing window in the aisle next to the door, light hit the side of Delevingne's face.

However, he chose to turn his back to the light and knocked on the door of the room with his hand.

"Boom!"

As expected, there was no reaction.

Delevingne looked at the long corridor behind him, and rarely saw a servant passing by. So he opened the door and saw Karl lying in the middle of the soft bed, sleeping with a bottle in his arms.

He walked over and closed the door.

Karl was still wearing solemn palace clothes at this time. The beard curled up around his mouth made him look very calm, his tall and straight body was quite intimidating, and the knotted muscles were faintly relaxing in his breathing.

Carl has the strength of a knight. As the head of the Mason family, even if his bloodline and heir order take precedence, he can ascend to the throne because he still has the strength of a knight in essence.

The Mason family belongs to the middle and upper class in today's Mondstadt aristocratic circle, and they are all supported by the knight Carl.

The status of a knight can be seen as average, but...

Draven's pupils deformed and turned into lizard-like vertical pupils, exuding a dull golden luster.

When his hand reached for Karl's neck, fish scale patterns began to appear, and then it was covered with dark black scales.

"Pfft!"

His movements were not fast, as if he was struggling, but when he finally penetrated, he still showed an expression of relief.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and an evil-looking Lorna stood at the door with her servants.

It seems that he came to Karl to ask questions and cheer him up.

However, Draven knew it was too late, but he did not escape.

Karl, the only one with the strength of a knight, is dead, and even if the entire Mason family's guards are tied together, they will not be his opponent.

Lorna was wondering why Draven was here when she suddenly saw Draven's sharpened palms bleeding, and his cold-blooded beast-like pupils.

"Draven, you!"

Lorna's face changed drastically, showing a look of horror. Suddenly, a strong wind came, and Lorna and the maid were picked up and thrown onto the bed.

Lorna came across her brother Karl's body with his throat cut, and saw the blood flowing from his neck, staining the sheets red, and yelled in a fit of uncontrollable collapse.

"What the hell are you doing! Draven!"