Chapter 62: What's Wrong?

It's dawn.

On the same day, the bloody battle in a remote manor of the Rocal Empire came to an end, a couple in the court of the Pole Kingdom reunited after a long absence, and the blood mountains, the shelter of the vampire clan, also ushered in the dawn of a new day as always.

Sophia stood at the window and looked out. Dawning Heights is a living building, the damage caused by the fierce battle a few days ago has been repaired on the same day, as if it had never been destroyed, but beyond the window, the haze-shrouded woods can clearly discern the chilling black in the vast verdant greenery.

The dead woods, in stark contrast to the surrounding life, are a bleak, desolate death zone. The dry branches stretched out to the sky, like the skeletons of the dead who had struggled desperately before they died, and they complained to the sky bitterly about the unwillingness to be recklessly taken away from their lives; the narrow deep ditches cut by sharp blades on the ground and the huge crater that seemed to have fallen to the ground like meteorites outside the sky, like the entrance to the Huangquan Underworld, faintly emitted the wails of the dead. It was a testament to a stunning decisive battle a few days ago. Perhaps, after a period of time, the new shoots that are reproduced will gradually erase this mark from the earth, so that the shocking memory imprinted in the depths of the soul will never disappear.

In that battle, although Sophia won the final victory, she was completely devoid of the joy of the victors, and whenever she saw the large dead woods, she couldn't help but think about what would happen if the battle took place in a large and densely populated city. Every time she thought about it, Sophia's heart was terrified.

Although the Vampire Prince is a defeated of her men, he does have the ability to destroy a country, and Sophia always wonders if she was the right one to choose to let the Vampire Prince live in the first place......

It is said that a woman's tear glands are developed, but at this time, Sophia held back with tenacious perseverance and locked her tears in the frame of her eyes.

Someone from behind gently patted her on the shoulder. Even though she didn't look back, she already knew who it was from the width of her palm, the strength of the shoulder pat, and the body temperature coming from her palm.

"Oh, I don't know...... I really don't know......" Sophia finally couldn't hold back, tears dripping down in strings, wetting her skirt and the bottom frame of the window.

"Stop thinking nonsense. Since you have made a decision that you think is right, you firmly believe that it is right. Sophia, there's no need to put too much pressure on yourself. Ou gently comforted.

"Hmm. Sophia nodded, snuggled into Ou's arms, and vented all the depression in her heart in the past few days.

No matter how heroic she is on the battlefield, she is always just a little woman who needs comfort.

Ou gently hugged her and didn't reply. Because at this time, there is no need for a qiΔ“ speech, she just needs a hug.

In fact, with Sophia's current strength, it would be easy to leave Dawning Villa with Ou and Cassius, but they stayed. Because the vampire prince invited the three of them to witness an "important moment". Sophia didn't even think about agreeing immediately, and even she couldn't figure out why she was so happy. Despite Cassius' firm opposition and demand to leave the Blood Mountains immediately, Ou unconditionally supported her. Although I don't know what that so-called "important moment" is, Ou used the "card of fate" to calculate that this is definitely a major event that will affect the rest of her life.

Counting up, the bloodsucking prince entered the blood chamber to treat the injuries that could not be recovered in battle, today should be the day of the exit, and the "important moment" worthy of witnessing in his mouth should also be revealed today. However, the closer she got to the end of the mystery, the more frightened Sophia became, not for her own personal safety, but because she had a vague feeling that that the so-called "important moment" was going to be a bloody killingβ€”which was why she had been stressing and feeling depressed for days.

......

In fact, the vampire prince Dekra left the blood chamber back last night. He will always stay behind in everything he does, so he will always be more relaxed in his schedule. The prince left the Blood Chamber without alarming anyone, including his direct subordinates, the Eight Sages, with one exception.

The basement of Dawning Hill is divided into two parts: to the west is the real room where Orome and his research team worked, and to the east is the prison, which houses members of the Bloodline who have been punished for their mistakes.

The walls around the prison are painted with magic circles to suppress the prisoner's magic and prevent them from using spatial magic to escape. Most of the cells were vacant, except for the last one at the end. The prince opened the door to the cell, where a man was being held. The man's hands were pierced by two steel sticks and nailed to the wall in a "big" shape. Although it is not difficult to break free from these two steel hairpins with the strength of a vampire, the inside of the steel hairpin is already filled with silver water, and as long as it shakes slightly, the silver water in the steel hairpin will flow into his body, so he does not dare to act rashly unless the prisoner wants to commit suicide.

The prince pulled out the two steel hairpins, and the prisoners, who had been nailed to the wall for days, were freed.

"How are you doing these days?" said the prince to the prisoner.

"Luckily, the quiet environment helps me to compose new music. Muffle pretended to rub his impaled arm with ease.

The high-spirited, elegant and arrogant bard of the past is now not as good as a lost dog.

"Do you know why I'm here?" said the prince, with his hands behind his back, and his majesty loomed.

"Because I still have value in use. Ma Fu forced a smile and said, "I know that my master is about to launch a large-scale combat operation, and you need my combat power. ”

"Well......," said the Prince, shaking his head and sighing, "so it is. These few days of imprisonment were originally intended to make you reflect on your mistakes, but as a result, you did not make any progress at all. ”

"No, my subordinates know their mistakes. Muffle said nonchalantly.

"Well, tell me what you're doing wrong. ”

"It's the subordinate's fault that he shouldn't have come back. Originally, the blood clan could not suck the blood of the same clan, but there were two exceptions, that is, the master and his subordinates. The master was promoted from a nightcrawler to a daywalker by sucking the blood of the primordial twelve elders, in other words, I can do it too. From this point of view, I am the most suitable successor for you. But the war 400 years ago shattered my expectations. Yes, I sucked the souls of humans and other Blood-Clan people in defiance of the ban, but at that time I just wanted to be stronger so that I could quickly carry the whole load when I took over your class. But you see my actions as rebellion. At that time, I felt that you don't need a successor at all, you want to rule the blood forever, so I can only be by your side with peace of mind. But just a few weeks ago, when you suddenly brought back a human girl and said she was your successor, it was then that I realized that you didn't need a successor, but that you just wouldn't forgive me for betraying you. If you don't trust me, master, why did you pretend to let me go back to Dawning Hill 400 years ago? ”

Muffle finally poured out all the grievances and resentments he had hidden in his heart for more than 400 years, without a trace of reservation. He knew that sooner or later it would be time for a showdown.

"How do you ask me to say hello. After more than 400 years, you still haven't made the slightest progress. The prince turned his back helplessly, hatred of iron not being steel, was the only feeling in his heart at this time, "Do you think that the punishment for you this time is the settlement of the autumn queen you betrayed 400 years ago? Let it pass, and what I want to punish is the mistake you really made. ”

"Then could you please tell me what was wrong with me?" Muffle's emotions began to fluctuate, and the mask of forced composure was torn off.

"What are you doing wrong, I believe someone told you a few days ago, have you forgotten?"

"A few days ago?" Muffer was stunned.

At this moment, his mind swept over the face of the white-robed human boy who had defeated him.

"The Eight Sages symbolize the eight spirits of the Blood Clan. As one of the Eight Sages, you represent the spirit of 'progress', but you misunderstand the meaning of 'progress' and have no idea what real 'progress' is. ”

Although the blood clan did not feel "cold", hearing the prince's words, Muffle couldn't help but tremble all over. A few days ago, when Muffer fell under Ou's fist, he heard the other party say something similar.

"400 years ago, you went astray, and I thought you could save it, so I forgave your betrayal and gave you more than 400 years to think about the source of your mistakes. However, you disappointed me so much. Since you don't know what progress is, you are not qualified to continue to serve as the Eight Sages who symbolize progress. You are not eligible to participate in the next important combat operation, because from now on, you will not only be deprived of the title of the Eight Sages, but also deprived of your status as an ordinary blood clan. ”

"I see. Muffle, whose heart was like stagnant water, knelt down, "It seems that I don't even have the last use value." Master, kill me, anyway, for me, who has died once, Hades is the ultimate destination. The life you gave to your subordinates as a Bloodline, please take it at any time. ”

"Hmph, did I say I was going to kill you? There is no precedent for the Eight Sages to be executed in Dawning Villa. From now on, you will be the ninth former Eight Sage to be removed and exiled in the history of the Bloodline, and you will be free to do your own thing. The prince stroked his sleeves away, and the last words before stepping out of the cell struck Muffle's heart, "From now on, Grace will be broken." It's your business to fend for yourself outside, but if you dare to step half a step in the Blood Mountains, you will be killed!"

The Vampire Prince leaves the prison straight away, only to encounter another person at the entrance and exit of the basement.

"The hosts. Standing in front of the prince was one of Orome's lieutenants, Zaraza, codenamed "Z", "Sir, let me tell you that the magic of the death knell has been filled, and all preparations have been made. ”

"Good. The prince nodded, "Tell the others to get ready for battle, and witness that momentous moment together tonight." ”。

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