Tome of Blood

Chapter 224 -74- Attacked

After leaving the Earl's Mansion, Castel's guards did not embarrass Earl Ulster any more.

It wasn't until the Blood Earl returned to the messy tavern that he was completely relieved, and his mood relaxed a lot.

I don't know why, although he didn't see any force that could threaten him in the Earl's Mansion, since meeting Earl Castel, Yurst has an inexplicable anxiety and pressure.

Even he himself couldn't tell where the pressure came from, but he had a feeling that it might have something to do with the mysterious god behind Castel's backstage.

Perhaps... just when he was talking to Earl Castel, that mysterious god was spying on him!

Thinking of this, Earl Urst couldn't sit still.

The task entrusted to him by the Duke is considered completed.

He is undoubtedly involved in the game between legends and myths, and now he just wants to leave Beigang as soon as possible, report everything and return to his castle to stay.

"Master Earl, you are finally back! How are the negotiations going? Can we return to Falling Star?"

The tavern owner was extremely excited to see Yurst who had returned safely, and asked nervously and expectantly.

Obviously, the leader of the underground stronghold of the Ness blood was probably frightened by the various arrests of Castel during this period, and now even the tavern has been smashed, and now he just wants to take advantage of it. This opportunity slipped away and stayed away from the land of right and wrong...

Earl Ulster gave him a curious look.

While relaxing, the Earl of Blood also became a little joking.

I saw him hey and nodded:

"Negotiations went well."

After hearing his words, the tavern owner's eyes lit up.

But Yurst took out a pack of Quintana from his arms and stuffed it directly into the boss's hand:

"Repair the tavern well, next, your task will be even more difficult."

"Ah? Build a tavern? Don't you want to go back?"

Looking at Quintana in his hand, the tavern owner was a little dazed.

Earl Ulster grinned and said:

"Yeah, we're going back, but you have to stay here."

"We are about to cooperate with Castel, and we need a window for dialogue. I am busy with business, and it is impossible to go back and forth between the falling star and the new moon frequently, and your Excellency...needs to communicate with the Earl's Mansion as our representative of Ness. "

After all, Earl Ulster took out another communication crystal from his arms and placed it on the bar counter of the tavern:

"This is the communication crystal that can contact me, and it is temporarily in your custody."

"You have to take it well, there are not many such precious magic devices, even in the clan."

The tavern owner was stunned for a while, but under Yurst's oppressive gaze, he finally put the crystal away bravely.

"Work hard, and if you make a contribution, I will reward you with the original blood."

Earl Ulster said again.

The tavern owner's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said excitedly:

"Thank you Earl! I will do it well! I will do it well!"

It is difficult for blood races to increase their strength.

And the original blood given by the high-ranking blood is the greatest hope for the low-ranking blood to improve its strength.

After appeasing the nominee of his clan's stronghold in Beigang, Earl Ulster left in a hurry by boat.

He wanted to report the content of the negotiations with Earl Castel to the Duke as soon as possible.

"My lord duke is really right. The gods behind Castel's backstage probably have some problems in the process of recovering their strength. Otherwise... the young countess would not be so interested in the way to restore his divine power!"

"It's no wonder that His holy emblem has appeared on the mainland for hundreds of years but has never been famous. I am afraid that it has been dormant because of the limitation of strength, and it has not gradually accumulated some strength until recent years..."

"From this perspective, this mysterious god is really a suitable partner for Ness. After all... Although he is a god, it doesn't seem like he poses a huge threat!"

On the sailing Carrick sailing ship, Earl Urst said to himself while writing quickly on the parchment.

In the cabin, the candlelight was flickering, and the light blue incense smoke was lingering, exuding a refreshing aroma.

I have to say that the fleet of my own clan will indeed enjoy it. Even the incense in the cabin is high-end, refreshing and refreshed. Yourst wants to ask where to buy it.

However, recalling the information about the Gorefiend Cult that Earl Castel had mentioned, his interest soon dissipated, and his brows gradually frowned again:

"The Blood Demon Sect... Could it be that Elder Maxim hasn't given up on his cooperation plan with them?"

"They appeared in the North...could it be the handwriting of Elder Maxim?"

"No, this matter must be reported to the Duke as soon as possible!"

Yurst thought for a moment, picked up the quill and accelerated the writing of the report on the parchment, and at this moment, the wooden door of the cabin was knocked lightly:

"My lord, it's time for afternoon tea. Today's refreshments are the Blood God Flower Red Wine and Crescent Moon Almond Cake from Luna Island."

Hearing the sound outside the cabin door, Yurst subconsciously stopped.

Work is important, but life is just as important for the elegant and enjoyable Kindred.

The Ness blood clan can be driven to a country castle by mortal nobles, but they must not miss the daily afternoon tea!

Unless you go to sleep in a coffin.

"come in."

Earl Ulster said indifferently.

The wooden door of the cabin was gently opened, and a young blood came in with a tray.

Yurst took a casual look and found that it was a blood descendant who was escorting the delegation to the Northland this time.

He can't remember exactly how many generations, it seems to be the ninth generation, or it may be the tenth generation, the strength is close to the second level of Silver Moon, and it can be regarded as the backbone of the escort team this time.

"My lord, please have refreshments."

The Bloodborn stammered, seeming a little nervous.

Seeing the other party like this, Yurst laughed dumbfounded.

The blood race has a strict hierarchy, and too many low-level blood races see him like this.

As an enlightened faction among the clan, he didn't care as much about the difference in status as those stubborn blood descendants, but he was quite helpless about it, and he was used to it.

Ulster covered the sheepskin scroll, nodded slightly, and gracefully picked up the wine glass.

However, just as he was about to put the red wine into his mouth, his heart suddenly moved and he stopped.

Out of the corner of his eye, the blood descendant who brought the tea did not leave.

Not only that, the other party was staring closely at the red wine in his hand, but his hands under the sleeves were shaking slightly.

The drumbeat-like heartbeat is even more like stars in the dark night under Yurst's perception...

Yurst frowned slightly.

He quietly and carefully sniffed the red wine in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and suddenly became gloomy.

He snorted softly, dropped the wine glass on the ground, and pointed lightly, and the blood descendant in front of him was immediately pulled over by an inexplicable force.

In the cabin, the candlelight was flickering, the wind was strong, and the blood-born was pale and frightened, and was "lifted" into the air by Earl Urst, unable to move at all.

Yurst looked at him calmly, with mockery in his scarlet eyes:

"Son, didn't the people behind you tell you that your intense heartbeat can't hide the perception of high-level blood at all?"

"Say, who ordered you to do this?!"

Yurst's voice was loud and overwhelming.

In front of him, the pale-faced blood descendant was trembling with a look of fear.

And at this moment, a commotion came from outside the cabin, mixed with exclamation, cursing and screaming.

The faint smell of blood gradually spread, penetrating Earl Urst's nasal cavity.

Earl Urst's expression changed slightly.

He threw aside the "lifted" blood descendant, then put away the parchment, got up and left the cabin.

Above the deck, there was chaos.

When Yurst came here, what he saw was a scuffle.

Those blood descendants who followed him as a mission were surrounded by groups, and the attacking ones were the accompanying blood descendants escorting this visit, and the commander turned out to be the captain of the entire ship, a blood viscount named Zachary .

At this moment, the captain, who is also of the blood of the Ness clan, is raising his silver sword and stabbing the chest of a blood descendant who followed Yurst.

Seeing this scene, Yurst was furious.

He yelled angrily, summoned a shadow tentacle to overturn the opponent to the ground, and then turned into a cloud of black mist and flashed in front of the surrounded blood descendants, looking coldly at the escort blood descendants who besieged them:

"Zachary! Are you crazy?"

"Ahem..."

The blood-born captain Zachary got up, looked at Yurst with complicated eyes, then bowed his head and said:

"I'm sorry... my lord, my lord doesn't want to see Castel's negotiation succeed, so... I can only ask you to be wronged."

Yurst was furious:

"Aggrieved? Does being wronged mean raising a sword to your compatriots?!"

After all, the red light bloomed on Yurst's body, and the coercion rose.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

His breath suddenly became unstable, and he fell directly.

poisoned?

when?

Yurst was stunned.

Looking at his astonished expression, the blood-born captain Zachary said in a deep voice:

"Master Earl, you should stop trying to use your strength."

"Inhaling the fragrance of the phantom death flower, the more you use your extraordinary power, the weaker you become..."

After hearing what the captain said, Earl Urst's expression changed slightly:

"Aroma? Incense...! Did you tamper with the incense?!"

The Bloodborn Captain was noncommittal:

"Sorry, Ursteda, you are an earl after all. In order to deal with an existence like you, I can only use this disgraceful method."

Earl Urst had an ugly expression.

He snorted coldly and said:

"Zachary, I don't know which old bastard is behind you, but... if you think you can deal with a blood count by poisoning, then you underestimate the power of the count!"

"I will tie you all up, I will tie you up to the elders, and I will let you and the guys behind you accept the punishment of the clan!"

After all, Yurst shouted angrily, directly forcibly activated his power, and displayed his mental force field.

However, at this moment, a loud dragon chant suddenly came from the sky.

Longwei, which was from the same source as the mental force field, slanted down and hit Yurst's body, and his forceful mental force field was immediately frustrated, and cracks appeared.

The mental force field is connected to the soul, and if the force field is damaged, the soul is also damaged.

Earl Ulster's face turned pale, and he spurted out another mouthful of black blood almost instantly.

He staggered and almost fell, but he managed to stand still after being supported by the blood descendant behind him in time.

A huge black shadow enveloped the ship, and a majestic black dragon descended slowly.

Looking at the figure on the dragon's back covered in a black robe and wearing a devil's eye mask, Yurst's expression changed slightly:

"Bloodfiend... the sect!"