In this seemingly ordinary manor, in a study on the second floor, Viscount Boton, the target of Dio's mission, was sitting behind his desk, listening to the butler's report. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… All the offerings have been prepared. However, the blood used to depict the magic circle does not seem to be fresh enough. Although Master Arudo said that this would not affect the specific effect of the ceremony, but just in case, should I prepare a new blood? ”

Hearing what the middle-aged butler with gray temples and expressionless face said, Viscount Bolton, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up directly, and roared with a hideous face: "Do you still need to ask?" Didn't I already say it! Everything you have to do for me to be the best I can be! It's the best! Do you understand? If you understand, let me hurry up and get to work! ”

Such a low roar seemed to make Viscount Bolton himself feel very uncomfortable, and he gasped for breath. As Viscount Bolton continued to breathe, the veins on his face burst out one by one, making his whole face look hideous and terrifying.

However, this scene did not last long, and the protruding veins on Viscount Bolton's face quickly calmed down, but Viscount Bolton's teeth were clenched even tighter.

It was as if he was in great pain.

“…… Yes. Whispered in agreement, the eyes of the middle-aged butler, who had always been expressionless, faintly flashed a black gas, and then he turned straight and walked out of the study, and closed the door with a "bang".

"Hoo ......"

Watching the butler leave, Viscount Bolton suddenly closed his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and then fell back into his chair softly. At this time, a bookshelf on the left side of Viscount Bolton slowly slid open, revealing a secret door behind it.

The secret door opened silently, and a young lady dressed in aristocratic attire who looked the same age as Viscount Bolton slowly walked out of it, and looked at Viscount Bolton sitting in the chair with a rather worried look: "Honey, are you okay?" ”

"Don't worry, I can still hold on to this little pain, Evie." Viscount Bolton slowly opened his eyes and said to his wife with a reluctant smile.

"Is that really the case...... Lady Evie's eyes glistened with tears, she quickly took two steps forward, and grabbed Viscount Bolton's trembling left hand, "But how do I feel that your condition is getting worse and worse?" ”

"Ha, ha. This is actually normal. Viscount Bolton shook Lady Evie's hand hard and said with a smile, "This phenomenon proves that the new bloodline power is rapidly transforming my body. ”

"But, I really don't want to see you suffer like this anymore." Tears finally slipped from the corners of Lady Eve's eyes, and she hugged Viscount Bolton's left hand and said silently, "...... Yes, or no, let's give up! My dear! It should be too late now......"

"No, it's too late, my dear, there's no turning back." Looking at his wife, who was crying bitterly, a touch of love flashed in Viscount Bolton's eyes, "This change is irreversible, and I can't stop it." ”

"Woo......"

Lady Evie did not speak, but held Viscount Bolton's hand and wept incessantly.

"I'm sorry, my dear. However, I have no other way......" Viscount Bolton closed his eyes again and muttered in a low voice, "Since my grandfather's generation, our family's bloodline power has obviously entered a period of decline. My father was a first-order knight until he died, and I couldn't even be promoted to the first order smoothly, and in the end, I was quite reluctantly promoted to the first order by relying on alchemy potions, so I was qualified to inherit the title. ”

"If I don't want to think of a way, then, even if our child uses the alchemy potion to catalyze the power of the bloodline, I'm afraid there is no way to successfully awaken the fighting qi and successfully advance to the first rank." Saying this, Viscount Bolton's face became quite heavy, "At that time, our family will be demoted from a noble family to a free people!" ”

"Although our family is only an honorary noble, not a real nobleman, we can also be counted as a member of the aristocracy! And once we are deprived of our noble status and relegated to a free citizen, it will be extremely difficult for our family to rise again! You are not unaware of the gap between the nobles and the common people......" Viscount Bolton stroked his wife's hair and smiled bitterly.

Lady Evie, the wife of Viscount Bolton, was not from a noble family, she was just the daughter of a big merchant. The reason why Viscount Bolton married her was because Viscount Bolton's father, who was destitute at the time, took a fancy to Evie's family property, and Lady Evie's father was happy to have a relationship with the nobles. The two hit it off, and Lady Evie was married to Viscount Bolton.

At that time, Lady Evie's dowry was the great estate where Viscount Bolton now lived and all the properties attached to it. Although it is not at all comparable to Baron Peter, who owns Charlestown, Viscount Bolton, who obtained this manor, is also one of the richest nobles in the small country town of Charlestown.

But that's about it.

Although the marriage was impure from the beginning, the relationship between Viscount Bolton and Lady Evie after the marriage was not bad. Lady Evie admired Viscount Bolton's manliness, and Viscount Bolton also liked Lady Evie, who was as beautiful as a flower and had a peaceful personality, and their relationship grew day by day.

However, after all, Lady Evie, who was born in a commoner family and was the Viscountess of Bolton, was actually not very popular with the ladies and ladies in the aristocratic circle. Even if the proprietors of some banquets or salons had invited Lady Evie to attend in the face of Viscount Bolton, no one would have been willing to talk to her during this time.

The white eyes and contempt of the aristocracy, Lady Evie has tasted many times. Therefore, after that, Lady Evie stopped attending those aristocratic banquets and devoted herself to managing the family property at home.

But the peaceful lives of Viscount Bolton and Miss Evie had been shattered three months earlier.

Because, Ms. Evie is pregnant.

Looking at his wife's slightly bulging belly, which was more than four months old, Viscount Bolton, who had been enduring the pain, couldn't help but smile. After the blessings of the priests of the Holy White Church, they could already determine that Ms. Evie had a boy in her belly.

And at this moment, Viscount Bolton's right hand, which was stretched out to his wife's stomach, suddenly froze.

Pretending to be casual, he gently placed his hand on his wife's belly, and a flash of determination flashed in Viscount Bolton's eyes. He violently burned his own life, and carefully instilled his power into that little life through the connection between bloodlines.

Viscount Bolton's movements were so careful and concealed that Lady Evie, who was weeping bitterly and had no knowledge of magic or martial arts, was unaware of it.

Successfully leaving a seed of strength for his child, the relieved Viscount Bolton smiled and picked up his wife and sent her to the secret door: "Evie, the ceremony is about to begin." For the sake of our children, you must stay inside honestly and never come out! Got it? ”

Lady Evie, whose eyes were blurred with tears, suddenly felt a panic, but before she could say anything, Viscount Bolton had gently pushed her into the secret door, and then closed it.

Picking up his sword from the desk, Viscount Bolton slowly drew his sword out of its sheath and shouted in a deep voice: "Come out!" I've found you! ”

Dio, who slammed into the window from the window, patted his clothes and asked Viscount Bolton with interest, "You are the fallen knight, Viscount Bolton?" ”