The ancestors of Oret are known as the Iron Tyrants. And the iron blood of Al is the iron blood of the iron blood of the iron tyrant, the iron blood of the iron blood family.

The full state of Iron BloodBlood is like flowing steel, a weapon and armor, and the derivative ability is the most extraordinary ability that Al uses: Regeneration.

The awakening of the atavistic bloodline means that all secondary abilities must begin to awaken. Ordinary food simply can't support such a huge demand. In Thomas's residence, a team of chefs lives in the service of Al.

To be precise, it is to serve the iron-blooded blood of Oret.

"Oh, it's the Red Dragon Ribs. My little darling, Mommy's got you naked," Ms. Masty happily knifed a dozen ribs with a white napkin.

"Come on, Al, it's just an appetizer, I see there's a Hydra lizard egg in the back of the menu, mom is looking forward to it." ”

Al was speechless. "Mother, at this time I should be panicked and sad and have no appetite."

"Nonsense, the restlessness and thirst of your blood are simply loud and sound to us Orette. I've been hearing the cry of hunger in your heart. Masty held up a piece of red dragon ribs and put it in front of Al.

"My little darling, eat it. Now that you have decided to pursue your dreams, it is time to set out on a moving path. Isn't that what you've been longing for since you were a kid and you've been working hard for it?"

"Do you remember the way Lissaen put that book in front of you, your eyes lit up. I was excited to go to Mr. Zefnaia's house every night to steal books and read."

"Ah, Mother, you know everything?" said Al, shocked.

"If the inner city can allow one person, even if it is just one to run around, how can the Eagle Empire conquer the entire continent. Mr. Zefnaya has asked for a lot of compensation."

"Mr. Zephnaia knows, too?"

"Of course, if it weren't for Dad helping you threaten this dead old man, your little black cat would have been beaten out a long time ago. ”

It's no wonder that those years were a little unbelievably smooth. The silent help of his family made Al red-eyed and ashamed of his once paranoid resentment.

"So, now that the family has supported you, you should be happy. You never use your own blood anyway, do you?"

"Let me tell you, now the elites in the family are rushing back, looking for you to discuss giving them the bloodline, you don't want to give them a few books as if you haven't seen the world, and the starting price is only a few. "Lady Masty began to blackmail Al again.

Al felt that his mother was the best person to manage the family caravan.

"Can bloodlines really be traded?

"Of course, the evil mages outside can do it, and we are inferior to the Oret of the entire Faren Continent? Okay, I'll leave the handling to Mom, now let's enjoy the food. ”

Inspired by Ms. Masty, Al recalls how difficult he has been in his studies and has not yet started.

Yes, he should be happy, the controlled resources and the world are finally about to open the door for him.

Aided by a huge food supply, the thirsty veins revived gluttony. All kinds of strange food, dragon meat, hydra lizard eggs, flaming rhinoceros legs, etc., were delivered to Al's table like flowing water, and almost every day he was constantly devouring, sleeping, and digesting.

Indeed, as Lady Masty had said, before the Chinese New Year, the people who had been sent out to fight had rushed back to visit Arr. There are also countless gifts for visits, which are unheard of. But Al, who is known to love to read, not many people know his hobby at the moment.

Only a few people gave away a few books, all of which were written by famous mages.

Originally, the most suitable bloodline for this bloodline was Amanda and Tao. One is gluttony, which complements the atavistic bloodline, and the other is his own brother, and the benefits must of course be left to his own people.

But seeing Ruoman , Al suddenly had the idea of giving him the bloodline.

The Magic Forge book he has understood is a legendary meditation method that makes up for the qualifications. It turns itself into a furnace and continuously inhales the free magic energy. Anyone who obtains it is destined to possess infinite magic and lay the foundation of a mage's pride, which is more precious to him than the bloodline of Aulet.

He didn't understand why Rouoman would give it to him. And he was the first to discover that he had atavistic blood, and was he really to subdue him, as he said?

"You are now only one place below me, and you are honored as Your Highness. You don't have to bow to me. "I don't know where I came back, and the smell of blood can't be washed away. His green face was cold and cold, and he lost the childish taste that Al had when he was recuperating in his room.

Although Al has been honored as His Royal Highness within the Aurett family, Al still respectfully maintains his gratitude to Rouman.

"Brut has come to you? in exchange?" said Looman unceremoniously as he sat down in the chair next to his desk. Well, he's on a portal again.

"A couple of books. Al replied briefly.

"Why, are you going to give him the blood, or that fool Amanda? As always, Rouman laughed at Al's friendship with Brut.

"No, I want to give it to you, Your Highness Rou Oman. Al saluted respectfully.

"Me?" Lu Oman was surprised for a moment, and then laughed out loud, "If you have this heart, even if my investment is not in vain, but you don't have to think about it, mine is no worse than you, and the family will not agree, what else is there to calculate such an account as a legend and two legends?"

Al Moran was speechless, his level in the family was too low, and he didn't know the taboos and thoughts here.

"You're just resigned to your fate, I haven't heard of anyone who survives. Ruoman's words were like a thunderbolt, and Al was at a loss.

"But the Grand Duke said... "Then you go and gamble the odds and enjoy the head-killing meal," Lu Oman sneered and walked through the portal and disappeared.

His father, Thomas, and his brother, Tao, suddenly returned from the frontier, and a bad premonition confirmed that Rouman was not wrong.

"Mother, after the family extracts blood. Am I going to die?" The family happily rubbed Al's food, and Al suddenly spoke in a panic.

There is a great terror between life and death, and who would not be afraid. Not to mention a small child

Lady Masty put down her knife and fork, and did not comfort Al with any more playful jokes.

"Al, if you're willing to give up your dreams, the family doesn't have to do it"

My dream, my pursuit, is because I am Aulet, because I am in the Iron Blood Family, so I have to gamble with my life?

What if I was born outside, even if it was just a commoner?

No, that's it. Maybe I don't even know a word now

Like Sotour, run for life.

Even, not even Sotur.