All Bloodlines are born with flying skills. Of course, it is not a flight that relies on flying magic, but a bat. This is true even for the Lower Bloods.

The Bloodline's physical strength in flying form will be greatly reduced, and it will only be about 10% left. This would leave them with less than 50% of their combat power. After all, the Bloodlines and the Lich are two very different species.

Lichs are purely magical creatures, and bones are only their medium, and their bodies are actually a mass of magic.

The Bloodline is truly flesh and blood, and can only be considered a half-magic creature. Moreover, only half a little. The high-level, powerful bloodlines are not only strong in magic, but more importantly, they have a strong physical body. This kind of strength grows naturally with the passage of time, and has nothing to do with the degree of personal diligence. It's just about talent and age.

So in essence, the Bloodline is actually a magical warrior. They are better suited to be knights than lichs. If you exclude their own strong inertia and fear of the power of light, as well as the dark bias of their character.

Of course, we all know that this cannot be ruled out.

After leaving the birthday party, Jones and Dora turned into bats and flapped their wings, braving the wind and snow to fly back.

On the Kolin Peninsula, the blood clans are relatively concentrated, so the distance is actually not far. Before twelve o'clock, Jones was back at his house.

As soon as he landed, the wind and snow were still blowing, and Jones turned his back to Dora and whispered, "Don't let others know about what happened just now." ”

But Dora thought that the lord and the lady would definitely know, after all, so many people had seen it. Dora muttered quietly.

"Then wait for someone to tell them, at least I can live a few days in peace. ”

"Does Master Jones think the Lord will blame you?"

"Or else?"

"But you're so handsome, you haven't lost your lord's face at all. ”

"I hope he thinks so too. ”

The Dracula family also has house rules, such as one of them, which is that you must go through the front door to enter the door. So, Jones landed at the same place as when he returned home, a large iron gate a kilometer away from the castle. After entering the door, I walked step by step in the direction of the castle against the wind and snow.

The two small figures walked slowly on the knee-high snow. If it weren't for the fact that these were two blood clans, the scene would have been indescribably difficult. After all, any snow that falls from any tree can bury them together.

After a while, the two finally arrived at the castle gate and pulled the bell.

"Open the door, I'm back!"

The zombie guard, whose face was half as visible as the bones, opened a small hole, took a look, and opened the door.

"Young master, after the master asked you to come back, go to the study on the third floor to meet him. ”

"What, what's the matter?" Jones took off his cloak and handed it to him.

"I don't know. The zombie guard took the cloak and hung it on a nearby hanger.

Jones patted the snow on his body and wanted to go inside, but his leg was just halfway up when he was stunned for a moment and shrank back.

"Just before I came back...... Has anyone been here?"

The zombie guard's eyes twinkled and nodded.

"From where I came back?"

The zombie guard nodded in embarrassment.

Joneston gasped and his face became gloomy: "This guy ...... It's not okay to fight, but it's quite quick to sue. ”

"What to do?" Dora was anxious.

"What else can I do? It's not that I haven't been sued?" Jones replied with a blank face.

......

The candle flame on the three-pronged candlestick burned silently, illuminating the entire study.

Count Dracula frowned and looked at Jones.

Jones was expressionless, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Taking a deep breath, Count Dracula whispered, "Did you apologize to Susan?"

"Apologized. ”

"Does she forgive you?"

She didn't say anything, but my aunt forgave me. ”

"What did your aunt say?"

"She told me to stay away from Susan. ”

"Is this called forgiveness?"

That's what she said. ”

Count Dracula took a deep breath and continued, "You hit your Cousin Bailey?"

"Yes, he provoked it first. ”

"But I've heard that you initiated the invitation to a duel. ”

Jones looked at Count Dracula with a blank expression, and father and son looked at each other silently.

"You won?"

Jones nodded.

"How did you win?"

"He tripped up. ”

"Stumbling?" said Count Dracula, puzzled.

"Yes, you can't blame me for not standing still. Jones asked expressionlessly, "Do you want to apologize to him?"

"Not really. Although it was an invitation to a duel initiated by you, he also accepted. Can't be counted as your fault. However, before launching a duel invitation next time, consider each other's strengths. After all, his magic is much stronger than yours, and if he loses, we will sue. It's not honorable. ”

"Got it, father. ”

"I can imagine what he did, he must have been talking about your faith. So I forgive you. But don't let your mother know that she doesn't like you fighting. It's vulgar after all. ”

"Yes, Father. ”

"Also, think about what gift to prepare for Susan yourself, and I'll find an opportunity to take you to the door to apologize in the next few days. ”

"Gifts?"

"If you can't figure it out, ask your mother what girls like. ”

"Got it, father. Can I go? ”

"Go ahead. ”

As he walked out of the study door, Jones slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How's it going?" asked Dora, eagerly.

"It's okay, at least for now. Jones walked in the direction of his room.

......

"Stumbling?" Count Dracula reached out and gently touched the palm-sized puppet sculpture on his table, and the puppet sculpture fell down with a "snap": "If you trip, you can defeat it?" God knows how, though?"

As he spoke, Count Dracula spread his hands.

For the blood clan, fighting is between good and bad.

Domineering strength, this is popular in all races, and it is no exception in the Bloodline. For the truly powerful bloodlines, their prestige comes from the fact that they are able to fight enough and have enough descendants. However, most of these blood clans are very old, and it is unlikely that they will run out to fight without anything. After all, there is no need.

For other blood clans, fighting, is not a good thing. After all, it is vulgar and not elegant enough, and it is incompatible with the aesthetics of the blood clan.

"yes, damn the Bloodline aesthetic. Jones suddenly regretted that he hadn't spit in Bailey's face, making the vulgarity more violent. Anyway, I didn't think about pleasing these three aunts and six wives. Now he just wants to end his time at home quickly, but he is still a little cowardly when facing his parents.

Anyway, he seems to be the same to Gray.

Back in the room, Jones didn't say a word, and just lay down in the coffin.

"Master Jones, are you going to sleep?"

"Is there anything else I can do?"

"Okay......"

Dora silently brought him the coffin lid and closed it with a "click".

Jones began to fall groggily into a sleep.

Another convenience of the Bloodline is that it can choose to hibernate. They can sleep whenever they want, and for as long as they want. Unhappy times, they generally sleep through.

Obviously, Jones is in this state now.

......

Probably because the complainant didn't want to praise Jones, so Count Dracula had no idea about the actual situation of the duel, so he thought that Jones had a fight outside and won by luck. However, with so many people at the scene, it is impossible for this unbelievable duel not to be transmitted. Crucially, spreading rumors is a great hobby of the Bloodline. Otherwise, what are they talking about with so many social activities?

"Did you know that the child of the Dracula family who believes in the religion of humanity can summon the Light. Bailey was beaten. This is what I saw with my own eyes. ”

......

"You know what? The children of the Dracula family are not only religious in men, but also a priest, and the Baileys together cannot beat him. A friend of mine saw it with his own eyes. ”

......

"You know what? The Dracula kid is a bishop, it's terrible, he can summon angels. My cousin's friend saw it with his own eyes. ”

......

A few days later, at a tea party, a noblewoman cautiously asked the countess, "I heard that there are several angels living in your house?"

"Angel, how come I don't know?" said the countess, confused.

Either way, it's always better to be the man of the hour than to be the object of ridicule.

Sometimes people are so realistic, and so are the Bloodlines. A Bloodline who believes in the Holy Light will be ridiculed by all the Bloods, but if this Bloodline who believes in the Holy Light can really summon the Holy Light and have a fatal "purifying effect" on the other Bloods, then no one will dare to laugh at him anymore.

Jones ate and slept and ate every day, and lived in a state of confusion, like a slug, all connected to a coffin.

Late at night on the fifth day home, he was dug out of his coffin by his parents. The Earl and the Countess were together, and the two of them examined Jones from top to bottom, not even the hair.

Jones didn't say anything, just tossed them blankly. Of course, it could also be that you didn't wake up.

For a long time, the countess frowned and said suspiciously: "No, the magic power in his body is still dark magic, and it has not been converted into the power of light. It's impossible to cast the Holy Light. ”

"I guess it's a rumor. ”

But Bailey said the same. ”

"Maybe he wanted to slander our family Jones. ”

"It can only be like this, I didn't expect Bailey to be so tasteless. ”

So saying, the count and the countess were gone.

Yes, the Bloodline, that's just how unlearned. There are so many bloods, and no one notices that it's the ring that is working. Something that has long been popular among the Lich community, few people in the Bloodline know about it.

Jones yawned lazily and went back to his coffin to sleep. He couldn't wait to sleep like this after a year of leave.

During this time, Count Dracula sent a letter to his sister, asking for an appointment to bring Jones to the door to apologize. To her surprise, Aunt Sarah agreed and agreed to meet formally in a week.

What does it mean to have a formal meeting? It means that Aunt Sarah is no longer opposed to the marriage. On the contrary, she was very supportive, and she wrote in her letter that Susan was looking forward to it.

This made Count Dracula very puzzled.

Originally, he had prepared a letter full of flattery, but it turned out that he didn't need it.

In fact, there was a lot of uproar outside, and only the Dracula family was a shambles. It's as if nothing happened. After all, Jones slept in the dark.

Eight days after Jones returned home, a Bloodline of Bailey's age rang the doorbell of Dracula's house with a large group of servants.

......

"Hello. I'm Adair Sambo. Nice to see you. Have we seen it? After all, Dracula is also a noble surname. I didn't pay much attention to you before, though. I heard that you are not bad, and I would like to invite you to join my brotherhood. ”

Brown hair, handsome face, gorgeous dress with white trim and gold trim, straight posture, and a proud face.

The surname Sambo Jones knows that this is one of the three major families of the Blood Clan. Brotherhoods are small groups within the Bloodline. It's the equivalent of an alliance in a sense. We do activities together every day, play chess, cards, attend dances, and engage in some things that exclude each other and intrigue with each other.

The children of large families usually form their own fraternities very early, and to put it bluntly, they are their own group of horses. Small families will also have their own fraternities, but that's for warmth. Jones's father is one of those who huddle for warmth.

If it had been before, Jones would have jumped into the sky with joy when he received this kind of invitation. This means that he is one step closer to his goal of "conquering the world".

Now, he just wanted to yawn.

"Lao Tzu is the adopted son of the Lich King, although the Lich King is not very reliable, but you should join my brotherhood anyway, right?"

Of course, he couldn't have said that. Because Count Dracula was watching him from the side.

Seeing that Jones didn't respond for a long time, Adair asked, "Haven't you woken up yet?" Do you need to go back to sleep for a while?"

"Oh no!" Count Dracula, who was standing next to him, hurriedly said embarrassedly, "He...... He was so happy that he was a little overwhelmed. ”

Jones yawned, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Is that the case at a loss?"

"Yes, that's it. He was more than happy to join Master Sambo's Brotherhood, and was willing to be the backbone of the Brotherhood. ”

"I think so. Adair looked up proudly, handed over a note, and said, "Okay, since you're sleepy, let's go back to sleep first." I'll go first. Tomorrow is Brotherhood Day, and here's the address, and I'm going to introduce you to the others. I heard you beat up Bailey, well, well done. Hahahaha. ”

Jones took the note and looked at it with a blank face.

......

After Adair was gone, Count Dracula cheered with Jones in his arms.

"That's great, you're only in your seventies, and you've been invited to join the Sambo family's brotherhood! I wanted to join his father's brotherhood, but I didn't pass the challenge! My son is amazing! But why did he invite you to join because you won Bailey by luck?"

Jones still looked blank.

"Aren't you happy?"

"I'm glad. Hehe. ”

Well, Jones-esque smirk.

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