"Where has the young master gone? ”

In between Ian and Mary chatting, only Isa and Verde were left in the hall. Oleg, who had finished making lunch in the kitchen, passed by the hallway, sniffed a cigar in his hand, and glanced at the hall by the way.

These two people are together, and I don't know what good things will happen.

"Why do you call him young master?" Isha faced this girl who looked exactly like herself, the other party was wearing red clothes, and she was wearing a black and white butler suit, one was innocent and innocent, and the other was light and breezy, each different.

"They all call it that, and I don't call it Ian. What is it called...... It's all okay, right?" Wilde took a sip of her drink and bowed her head slightly.

"It's good to call the young master, he is a very good young master. Isha picked up her coffee and said, "You are very fortunate that you can meet Master Ian as soon as you see this world." Do you remember where you were born?"

"I don't think there's anything bad there, and as much as you don't like it, they haven't done anything to me. I don't even have the memory of being brought out, and when I woke up, it was already here. ”

"You're going to spell this...... Is it true?" asked Isha as she leaned over and lowered her voice.

"Spirit spell, you mean this?" Velde raised his right hand, and the next second it was covered with a layer of blue light.

For mages, spiritual power, spiritual spells, and spiritual arrays are indispensable, but the latter two are allowed to be cultivated and eaten by hard work. But only the spiritual power depends on whether God rewards it or not.

After Chumore's disappearance, Isha hid in the library of the Black Tower, quietly counting the results of many mages' innate spiritual powers and acquired achievements. Facts have proved that innate spiritual power basically determines the acquired results. Just like Oleg, even if he has thousands of years of knowledge of spirit spells and spirit spells, but without spiritual power, he can reach the level of a seventh-level mage at the highest.

Not to mention Mary, she doesn't have the gift of spiritual powers, and she can't cast a spiritual spell at all.

Talent is so important to mages that the chain of contempt spreads from the school to the upper level of the Black Tower, and the school has to hide the level of students' innate spiritual power, but in the acquired learning, their talents are still inevitably exposed.

Isha had never felt this kind of distress, and the ninth-order mages were all within reach of her. But even so, seeing the blue light in Vielde's hand, Isha clenched the coffee cup in her hand and felt a hint of jealousy.

Hey, she slowly finished her coffee and watched Vield easily cast a spell without commenting on the whole process.

It's not so much talent as copying.

The City of Cowe copied Issa Shear's brain structure and created a machine that could only use spells. can pass the spirit spell of about six levels without a teacher, and he is already one in ten thousand.

After so many years of hard work, it is like hand-written assignments and papers, which have been directly used by others, and dozens of equally excellent papers have been created. The city of Covey is valued by the House of Lords just like the "gifted students" who hand out a copy of the SCI a day.

But they copied the Black Tower's homework.

Moreover, Isha can't blame the homework herself, isn't it? Such an excellent work was actually obtained by copying her genes, presumably, even Kewei City looked up to her.

"If you don't understand something, you can ask me, and I will teach you more powerful spiritual spells. Isha put down her glass and smiled softly.

She knew where Vielde's limits were now, and even knew where her confusion was. As long as Isha studied the seventh-level spirit spell and passed it on to Vilde, it was just a simple reminder. It's like speaking to your past self, and the other person quickly understands.

"It was a good conversation. Just then, Ian's voice came from behind. Isha looked back and saw him sweating profusely, but with a smile on his face.

To give Mary time to think, he ran a few laps around the mansion by the way, which was his daily workout.

But Mary behind her doesn't look everyday.

"Vielde, you and I. She carefully adjusted the bow of her gown, and with a half-serious, half-shy expression, she solemnly extended her hand to Vielde.

Vielder blinked wide, looked at Ian who was snickering, and then looked at Isha, who was slowly coming to her senses, and didn't feel anything abnormal, so she stood up generously and went up to the second floor with Mary.

Ian leaned back on the couch, a strange smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, watching Viulde and Mary leave.

There was an eerie atmosphere in the entire mansion, probably because everyone's eyes were focused on Mary, including Oleg who was hiding in the shadows.

For the Bloodline, this is an important ritual.

"How did you convince her?" said Isha, standing next to Ian.

"It wasn't me who convinced her, it was Vielde. Mary just didn't know Vielde, so it would be nice to make it clear. ”

"Is it really that effective?"

"Verde is unique, I confirmed that with her. ”

"Why...... Since the city of Covey ......"

"Shhhh......h

"Do you ...... Wow, isn't it, such a big pie?"

"The more capable people are, the more they believe in them. Ian leaned back on the couch, retracted his gaze, and looked at the butler beside him: "I also need her to believe in this story and then work with me, it's a mutual achievement." ”

"Is there a plan?"

"Help me contact Parsa first, I got a lawyer back and didn't have time to reset the property. With Mary's support, we're going to get through the half a year, we're going to spend all the money, and we're going to find a way to make everyone think I'm telling the truth. ”

Isha immediately came to the spirit.

"Are you sure?" her eyes lit up.

"Not sure. Ian smirked, leaning back on the couch with his hands on the back of his head, "But I figured it out, if I could be sure of the authenticity of this panic, they wouldn't let me down." ”

"This is not a simple panic, Master Ian. We believe in you, work hard in one direction, and in the end, if we lose, we will admit it. ”

"Who recognizes, Shana, Pamulissa, and who?" said Ian, looking surprised, spreading his hands and shrugging.

Isha sighed softly, lifted her goblet and touched Ian's teacup, and got up to clean up.

"How long will it take?" Ian muttered behind his back, the sunlight back in the second-floor bedroom.

Over there, an important ceremony is going on.

Mary closed the curtains of her room, and in the darkness she lit a short candle to bring a faint light. Her face was covered with a gloomy look, and Velde could see her fingers trembling a little, and at this moment, Mary looked like a little girl.

"Sister Mary?"

"Shhhh ”

Mary slowly lit the candle and looked around the room, dropping the painting that Ian had hung on the wall out the window, revealing the safe behind the painting, and then she carefully glued the candle to it.

I tidied up the room again, made the bed, put things in order, stood in the corner and double-checked, and finally nodded.

"Vielde. ”

"Huh?"

"The Bloodline has no children, we can't have children, the Bloodlines exclude each other, and humans can't give birth to the children of the Bloodline. But the blood clan can also be inherited, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get to where we are today. Mary paced around the room and said slowly, "I have three questions for you, and you have a right to know all this, because Hugh Drumman has convinced me that you are a suitable person. ”

You say. Although he had not learned etiquette, Vild subconsciously sat up straight.

"Your lifespan is short, do you want to have an eternal life. Nothing but the sun and evil can kill you. ”

Velde seemed to anticipate this, and she bowed her head slightly, pulling her long hair. Mary waited, too, with her fingers crossed, standing straight.

"What's the next question?" asked Mary, unexpectedly.

"Become a Bloodline, your appearance will not change, you will not be able to enjoy human food, you will be afraid of the sun. And I, as your mother, are connected to you by blood, and you and I can't kill each other. ”

"Sister Mary...... What about you......" After a moment of silence, Vield raised his head and asked.

"I'll tell you when you're a Bloodline. Mary slumped.

"What about the third question?"

"Third question......" Mary took a breath of cool air: "Eternal and ephemeral are the same torments. I hope you are clear about these three points and give me another answer. ”

Vielde sat quietly on the bed thinking, and she even began to mumble to herself. She didn't quite understand it, listening to Mary's tone, being a Bloodline was like a torture.

A hundred years, a thousand years, the little girl standing in front of her has gone through such a long time alone, but she is still as beautiful as an immortal flower.

And herself, as she said, she knows that she will not live long.

The most she saw was death, and every test subject in the incubator might not survive the next day.

Vield looked into her eyes and seemed to understand something.

"Sister Mary, I do. ”

These three words are very soft, but very firm.

"Why?"

Those three words are very soft, but very happy.

"I understand what you're saying, whether it's the blood clan or me in the lab, it's actually the same. But I ...... Want to have more. ”

"What do you want?"

"Young Master...... And also...... Sister Isa, and Mr. Oleg, and you, I want to stay with you a little longer. It's better to be longer than short. ”

"They are not blood, and in a hundred years, they will also die. Mary added: "Of course, that Oleg guy won't." ”

"I'm sad when they die. In turn, when I die, they will be sad. I always thought that it was better for me to be sad than for them to be sad. Young master, they are good people and my friends. Because he regarded me as a friend, he came to convince you, Sister Mary. ”

"Don't think about it, he has his purpose. Mary made up her mind, cheering herself on with her small fist behind her back, and slowly approached Vielde, holding down the latter's slightly trembling shoulders, revealing her two fangs.

Before her teeth touched her skin, Mary whispered in Vild's ear.

"After that, no one will believe me but me. Hudruman, Isha, and Oleg, they can be your friends, but the first lesson your sister taught you in Manda is not to trust anyone. Unless, she's willing to give her life to you. ”

After saying this, Isha jerked her head, and the blood pierced Vielde's neck, making her dress even redder.