The Extraordinary Earl

After Old Sol's palm was pricked, it healed immediately.

The healing power of the Earth Knight's body is terrifying. And the bloodthirsty monster's sharpness, which can easily stab the Earth Knight's body, is terrifying.

And as Old Sol's blood stained the bloodthirsty monster's ax handle, the scaly thorns on the ax handle retracted, and a faint red light glowed on the surface of the ax head.

Blood-red and coquettish, it was similar to the light of Luther's bloodthirsty battle ax, but it was much dimmer.

"Hold it, Thor." Count Pompeii said, breathing a little heavier. The rest of the people were also much more nervous.

Bloodline verification.

All previous awakeners have passed this verification, but they cannot awaken bloodthirsty monsters, so the next step is the key.

Old Sol nodded and held the ax handle solemnly.

However, it had no effect. The red light on the bloodthirsty monster's ax gradually dimmed, and finally returned to its original appearance, dim and dull, like an ordinary battle axe.

"Why."

Dozens of sighs sounded. Everyone, including Count Pompeii, felt very disappointed and tired. Even Thor failed. It seemed that the bloodthirsty monster could only continue to sleep.

Old Thor is also very sorry. Even if such a good ax is damaged, it is still a legendary weapon. The war is imminent and it is really pitiful that it cannot be used.

I.

But Old Sol didn't have the Count Pompeii family, his obsession with bloodthirsty monsters, and his obsession with the life and death of the first Earl, so it was just a pity and nothing else.

"I disappoint you." Old Sol shrugged and turned around and said.

"It doesn't matter, we are used to it." Count Pompeii took a deep breath, calmed down, and smiled again on his face.

His psychological quality is very strong.

"Saul, please stay in Pompeii for a while and enjoy Pompeii's beauties and delicious food." At this time, Old Saul had already come back. The Earl of Pompeii patted Old Saul on the shoulder and invited road.

"There's also wine." Ace Knight, with his chest exposed and many braids on his head, said with a smile.

"Thank you for the invitation, but Prussia is at war now, and I have to go back to participate in the war." Old Sol shook his head and rejected the count's invitation.

"That's such a pity." Count Pompeii showed regret.

"Let's go." Ms. Frost Aisha stretched her body, turned around and walked out first, her high heels clicking.

"What a great figure." Ace Knight looked at Ms. Frost's buttocks with salivation.

The wizards have proved that as long as the bloodline is not within three generations, there will be no problem with the children, so people in this world are not taboo about marriages with the same surname.

Knight Ace has been coveting Lady Frost for a day or two. This is something everyone within the Pompeii family knows.

It's a pity that falling flowers are ruthless.

Lady Frost prefers gentlemen to rough men.

Interlude.

The group passed the gate and walked out. Mr. Earl was the last one to leave. He took a deep look at the bloodthirsty monster, sighed, and closed the door himself.

The group of people walked out of the basement and came to the hall. And Luther has been waiting for a long time.

On the lawn outside the castle, children were happily playing eagle and catching chicks.

Luther looked at Old Saul, who shrugged and said, "Failed."

Luther thought to himself, I already knew this. But this must never be said. Luther looked at the big shots, then walked up cautiously, and said to Count Pompeii: "Your Excellency, can I try?"

Dozens of pairs of eyes immediately turned to Luther.

The owner of these eyes is either a great knight, a great wizard, a titled knight, or a magister, hello.

As a new intermediate elite knight, Luther immediately felt Alexander.

Luther lowered his head slightly, obediently.

The Pompeii family had a very good family tradition and no one got angry. But Ms. Frost burst out laughing, "Child, according to normal theory, only the stronger the person, the more likely it is to awaken the artifact. A group of great knights, even the title knights, can't do it, so you might as well forget it."

"Auntie will take you to play and introduce you to beautiful girls." Ms. Frost liked Luther more. She stepped forward and took Luther's hand. Then she turned to old Sol and asked: "Thor, you want to join the war. I understand, he won’t have to join the war, right? Let him stay and play with me for a few days.”

There is a saying that goes well, if you don’t play with children, then why have children?

Luther feels like that kind of child now.

Am I a toy?

Old Sol looked at the Eagle King on Luther's shoulder and thought, "Sorry, I really don't dare to go to the war without Luther. What should I do if I get eaten by someone alone."

Of course, you can't say that on the surface, and Old Saul is very familiar with Luther's character. If you are not sure, he will not say what he just said.

Old Saul nodded to Luther, which means I support you, don't worry.

After receiving the signal, Luther was relieved. Then he looked up at Ms. Frost. She was taller and wearing high heels. From this angle, she could just see the giant murderer.

Luther glanced at her involuntarily, but said without changing his expression: "I can play with you. I also like pretty girls. But let's talk about it later."

After a pause, Luther said seriously: "You also said that it is based on common sense. But now that there are so many of you, none of you can awaken the bloodthirsty monster, then obviously common sense does not make sense. Maybe awakening the bloodthirsty monster, Need something else.”

"For example, excellent juniors. And my talent is higher than that of my father."

Luther held his head high and boasted confidently.

His talent is obviously average.

The password cannot be spoken. Although the Pompeii family seems to be very kind and has a good family tradition. But everyone knows the password, can it be the turn of the bloodthirsty monsters Thor and his son?

So Luther gritted his teeth and boasted that I was better and more talented than my dad.

I might have a chance.

Old Sol rolled his eyes. This son was bragging about not drafting.

But Count Pompeii and the bigwigs of the Pompeii family believed it. Old Thor's talent is absolutely outstanding, as evidenced by his ability to become an Earth Knight.

His son may be even better than him.

Bloodline is a very delicate thing.

And Luther was right, bloodthirsty monsters may not be common sense.

"Follow me." Count Pompeii pondered for a moment, then turned and left.

Luther hurriedly followed. He only had one chance, and if he missed it, he would never get it. Old Sol also followed up confidently, this son is reliable.

Others, such as Lady Frost, Knight Ace, etc., all looked at each other.

They thought Luther could not succeed.

I don’t understand what’s going on, Your Excellency.

but.

You can always watch the excitement.

Nothing to do anyway.

So the group of people followed again.