Tome of Blood

"Did he finally die? It took longer than I thought."

Charlotte paused slightly for the goblet she raised, and then slowly poured the milk into her mouth.

"After all, it is a blazing sun, and the foundation is still there. In fact, I thought the old duke could last a little longer. After all, the blazing sun of the power system is more vigorous than the caster's vitality."

Seeing the letter sent by the courier, Sebastian couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Charlotte was rather interested:

"This is the first time I've heard of this kind of statement, Sebastian, under normal circumstances, how long can a person with a strong blazing sun live?"

Sebas was not puzzled by Charlotte's sudden question of common sense.

He knew that the memory of his "God" had not been fully recovered, and he didn't think that a "God" would really pay much attention to the affairs of these mortals.

Especially the other party is still the ancient True Ancestor of Blood, from the moment of birth, he is immortal, and has no concept of life limit at all.

"It depends on the race. For example, our elves have an average lifespan of more than a thousand years. There is no big change before the legend. For a short-lived species like humans... if there is no injury or disease, you can live for eighty or ninety years. Age is no problem."

Sebastian replied respectfully.

"Eighty or ninety years old? So short?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"For human beings, it is already very rare. After all, the average life expectancy of human beings is less than sixty years old."

Sebas shook his head, and continued:

"Not to mention how it is possible for extraordinary people not to leave hidden diseases. Most of the blazing suns are killed in the sea of ​​corpses. Even spellcasters achieve self-breakthroughs in the magic tides again and again, and the magic tides It is also harmful to the body, and human beings are not born magical creatures, and it is normal for a transcendent to have a much shorter lifespan..."

"As far as I know, in the human world, there are many scorching suns like the old duke who are exhausted at a young age, especially those who have exhausted their life potential during war."

"However, the base number of human beings is too large. Although those blazing suns and legends are fleeting meteors in the eyes of you and me, such meteors... There are too many in each era, enough to destroy the entire race. Pushed to the pinnacle of the civilized world."

Charlotte was really surprised.

As long as the blood source can be obtained regularly, the blood race can live forever, so Charlotte has never paid much attention to the lifespan of the extraordinary in this world after time travel.

The ending of the old duke made her feel a little bit sad, and also aroused a little interest in learning about the lifespan of the extraordinary.

I don't know this understanding, it turns out that apart from being powerful, the extraordinary people who enter the ranks don't live many years longer than ordinary people!

"I thought Chi Yang could live for hundreds of years."

Charlotte couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Sebastian thought for a while and said:

"If it's a legend, maybe it can. It seems that most human legends can live to be 120 or 30 years old, but this is already the limit of ephemeral species."

"One hundred, twenty or thirty years old? But according to some information I have read, some legendary mages can even live for two or three hundred years."

Charlotte was a little surprised.

And Sebastian continued to reply respectfully:

"Master, although the power of mortals is not as strong as that of gods, mortals can often find new ways to create all kinds of strange magic, and some of them can prolong life..."

"However, similar magic generally has a lot of side effects, and all of them require an irreversible transformation of the body. A legendary human mage who is two or three hundred years old... I am afraid that he is no longer a human being in terms of the degree of body transformation."

Charlotte nodded slightly.

This explains why the Chi Yang she has seen all this time does not seem to be too old, and even the lower level practitioners are mostly younger than she imagined.

Unlike the immortal cultivators in Xianxia novels, who are more powerful and live longer, in the world of Myria, there is not much difference between extraordinary people and ordinary people except for their powerful strength.

"The reason why mortals are mortals is because no matter how powerful a mortal is, they cannot escape the erosion of time."

"The most powerful human legend can even scare the demigods who came into the world, and even fight to kill the gods under the posture of saints, but even such a terrifying existence that can kill gods will be nothing more than a passing cloud after a hundred years..."

"Life is too short. At the end of their lifespan, countless legendary mages would rather fall into darkness and become a lich than return to the Kingdom of God. This is the same reason. However...even if they become a lich, they are just lingering on their last days."

"True eternity belongs only to the gods."

Recalling the various legends he knew, Sebastian sighed with emotion.

Watching Sebastian, a long-lived elf lamenting the shortness of life, Charlotte felt a little weird.

However, considering that the target of the other party is the eternal god, it is easy to understand.

Conferring the gods... is the biggest reason why Sebastian chose to follow her.

At this time, Charlotte suddenly felt that it was great to be a blood race.

From the perspective of lifespan, although blood sucking is required on a regular basis, although activities are subject to various restrictions, and although a certain amount of deep sleep may be required in many cases...but the blood clan who is immortal is really the only one who can compare with the gods and who can survive longer Existed for a long time.

In the story, the giant dragon with a lifespan of 3,000 years can't survive those vampires who know how to kill dogs!

Oh, yes, and the undead.

But the quality of life of the undead is completely incomparable with that of the vampires.

The undead are the dead after all, and although the vampires resemble the dead in some characteristics, they are living beings.

Charlotte can more or less understand why it is recorded in some documents that in the era when the blood race was at its peak two thousand years ago, everyone wanted to be favored by the blood race and accepted the first embrace.

Leaving aside the blood addiction that would occur without blood-sucking, and the rank that is difficult to raise under normal circumstances, the blood race is really very fragrant.

It's no wonder that many vampires always look down on any creature other than vampires.

Charlotte, however, has no such arrogance.

Perhaps the vampires do have an infinite lifespan comparable to that of gods, but they cannot exist for a long time without blood, and in a sense they are just parasites on other creatures.

Including Charlotte herself.

"Um?"

While Charlotte was feeling secretly, Sebas, who was browsing through the letter, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Charlotte's heart moved slightly:

"Is there anything else in the letter?"

"Master, Eleanor, the daughter of the Duke of Boulder, succeeded to the throne the day after the death of the old duke. She sent a magical message to the lords everywhere, announcing the death of the old duke, and asked the lords to go to Boulder to express their condolences, and at the same time have an audience with The new duke."

Saying that, Sebastian put down the letter, with a strange expression on his face:

"I also specifically named several earls including our Castel."

"Call me back to Boulder?"

Charlotte froze for a moment, then sneered:

"This is actually an order from the third prince, right?"

"Probably, from the observation of the banquet that day, Eleanor is obviously dominated by the third prince, and can even be called obedient."

Sebastian thought.

With that said, he asked again:

"Master, are you planning to go back?"

"Of course not."

Charlotte took a sip of milk and said.

What a joke, I ambushed her with the front foot, and called her back with the back foot, go fuck me!

Not to mention that the bad things in the Earl of Castel haven't been resolved yet.

Of course, even if Castel's matter was settled, and the third prince didn't hire anyone to attack her, she didn't plan to go back.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so comfortable in her own territory. She has already felt the taste of power before she has fully controlled the territory. Shouldn't the emperor return to Boulder?

She is not going.

Anyway, she has successfully succeeded to the throne, and no one can do anything to get her. This is not a celestial dynasty, and it is normal for the lord to order his vassals.

It is considered etiquette for her to find a reason to prevaricate.

As for whether the third prince is angry or not, he must be angry.

However, Charlotte thinks that the other party should have a headache first about the intensified rumors.

Presumably, it won't be long before rumors of him hiring necromancers to attack vassals will spread back to Bold.

It is said that the third prince has a strong personality, and the new duke asked the lords from all over the world to go to Boulder to meet him as soon as he took the throne. I have to say that this description is indeed true.

But Charlotte must not be the only noble who is dissatisfied with the third prince.

Charlotte is busy with the affairs of the territory and has no time to deal with him, but she only needs to pass the knife. There are other nobles in the Principality who disgust him.

"Is there any news from Viscount Remisio these two days?"

After thinking about it, Charlotte asked again.

"The spies I left over there reported that Viscount Remisio left the army station yesterday and hurried to the south."

"In addition, he sent people to Beigang two days ago to inquire about our coming to Castel to lead the way."

Sebas said.

"Oh? Then how do you do it?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

The corners of Sebas' mouth raised slightly, and he smiled gracefully:

"Of course, according to your order, the news that we were attacked by the necromancer on the road was spread as much as possible in advance."

Charlotte nodded slightly, then smiled lightly and said:

"It seems that our third prince's headache is still to come. Let him experience the double bombardment from the nobles of the principality and the ministers of the kingdom first."

After all, the third prince is the royal family of the new moon, and there are many strong people around him to protect him.

Even with the liberation of the true ancestor, it is not convenient for Charlotte to trouble him for the time being.

But most of the time, she doesn't need to do it herself. The third prince is not without enemies, and she only needs to provide a knife.

Maybe this method can't solve the trouble once and for all, but it can still be done by disgusting the other party.

And when Charlotte frees up her hand in the future, it's okay if the other party stops, but if she continues to die, she doesn't mind spending some energy to send the other party to see the old duke.

"How is the whereabouts of the mithril in the territory?"

Charlotte put aside the matter of the third prince for the time being, and asked again.

This time, Sebastian's expression turned serious:

"I was busy dealing with the affairs of the mining workshop a few days ago, and I haven't had time to investigate carefully, but... combined with the confession of the workshop manager and some information collected by Beigang, I found some clues, it should be It has something to do with a firm called 'Return to Star United Chamber of Commerce'."

"Returning Star United Chamber of Commerce?"

Charlotte's heart twitched slightly.

"Yes."

Sebas nodded and continued:

"Master, I have already checked. In recent years, there have not been many mithril sold in the underground black market in Castel Territory, but there are quite a lot of mithril slag."

"This shows that the mine has indeed been mining mithril all the time, but the flow of mithril is not a black market, but is directly bought by regular buyers."

"Is this firm the regular buyer?"

"Yes, this firm was registered in the Fallen Star Kingdom. It was established seven years ago and has contacts with many noble families in the Earl. It is said that a noble named Earl Hall is behind the scenes."

"The Earl of Hall? The Earl of Hall that Quixote mentioned?"

Charlotte sat up straight.

"If there is no duplicate name, I am afraid it is, but... According to my investigation, there is no nobleman named Earl Hall in the Fallen Star Kingdom."

Sebas said.

Charlotte drank the milk in the crystal cup and said with a smile:

"It doesn't have to be in the Fallen Star Kingdom, or even the nobles of humans. Have you forgotten what Quixote said back then?"

Sebastian's heart moved slightly:

"what do you mean?"

Charlotte's drooping eyelids:

"The Earl of Blood is also an Earl, and I have already asked about the Necronomicon. Its last owner was honored as Hall."

...

"Your Excellency Hall, has the work of the chamber of commerce been going well recently?"

Within the black curtain, several vague figures stood proudly, with scarlet eyes looming in the shadows.

But at this moment, the eyes of all the figures are focused on the tallest figure.

"It's business as usual."

The tallest figure was silent for a while, with a thick and authentic voice.

"But I heard that something went wrong in the workshop, and...you seem to have accepted the mission of the third prince as a mercenary, and you failed."

The leader's figure was dissatisfied with authenticity.

As he spoke, his scarlet eyes fell on the tall figure again:

"Your Excellency Hall, I think I need to reiterate that we do want to control the Castel Territory, but... this does not mean killing the Earl of Castel."

"Win her, control her, dominate her... When necessary, we can even transform her into a descendant and control her, and support her into a puppet. This is the most suitable path for us."

"You shouldn't have accepted the task of the third prince as a mercenary. This may arouse the vigilance of Earl Castel. The change in the workshop...maybe related to this."

"The day of the banquet at the Earl's Mansion is coming soon, Your Excellency Hall, and I don't want our plans to change again."

"Okay, let's stop here today, if necessary, let's get together again."

After the vague figures finished speaking, they disappeared one after another.

The tallest figure was silent for a moment, and then left.

The field of vision flickered slightly, and the middle-aged knight Lahair returned to reality.

As soon as he woke up, the blood girl Agnes jumped over:

"How? How? Did they say anything today?"

Lahair scratched his head, with a troubled expression on his face:

"Miss, I feel that I can't hold on any longer. I don't know anything. They will find the problem sooner or later."

Agnes pursed her lips and said:

"Don't worry! If there's anything, we'll just run away! Tell me, what did they say today?"

"They asked about the chamber of commerce again, but... I don't know about the chamber of commerce. According to your instructions, I continued to answer everything as usual and fooled it."

"In addition, they also mentioned the workshop and the Earl of Castel. They seem to want to control the Earl of Castel."

Rachel thought for a while and said.

With that said, he asked again:

"Miss, what workshop are they talking about?"

Agnes spread her hands:

"How would I know? I'm not familiar with them."

Thanks to the leader of the beautiful and cute chipmunk!

Ah, how much do I owe.