"Are you kidding?" Jones questioned.

"No, I'm not kidding. Adair quickly shook his head.

"Then if there is any damage to the other party, I will not be responsible?" Jones had already made up his mind to kill one or two. Because he felt insulted.

Adair was stunned for a moment, then laughed slowly, and pulled Jones inside, and said, "Did you misunderstand something, and why do you think you need to be held responsible?"

"Martial arts are bound to hurt, aren't they?"

"Yes, but it's certainly not what you think. Adair smiled and said, "The others haven't arrived yet." You wait here for a moment and have a drink first. What would you like to drink? tea or wine? I suggest you drink, I have some good stuff. ”

Adair led Jones to the couch and turned and walked towards the bar.

Jones took a deep breath and slowly sat down on the couch, looking around. Dora was standing beside him.

Bright, spacious and comfortable living room. In line with the decoration style of the entire castle, it is decorated in white and gold, with a variety of intricate and ornate sculptures. There is a circular sofa with a wine cabinet and a bar, seven or eight kinds of pastries are placed on the coffee table in the center, and decorations including paintings, weapons, and crafts are hung on the walls. There is also a huge sheepskin map of the Colin Peninsula. Each of the two corners also has a pair of decorative armor.

This place is much more magnificent than the study of Count Dracula.

"How's it going? Have you thought about it, what to drink?"

"Just drink the one you have in your hand. Jones whispered.

"There is an eye! This is Islay. With that, Adair began to pour the wine.

"Isn't Islay the wine of the humans?"

"Yes. Did you hear that idiot from Bailey talk about his magic of pure blood wine? The place of origin is too important. If it doesn't taste good, why don't I just drink blood? I have a hundred times better handling than he does. Taking out a small jar, Adair shook it towards Jones with a smile, then scooped out two spoonfuls of powder and added them to the two glasses of wine that had been poured out: "Add this, then the Bloods can drink it too." The original flavor is maintained. But now this can't be mass-produced, so I'll just enjoy it myself. This bottle will be given to you. ”

"No, thanks, I don't drink much. ”

"That's a shame. Putting away the small bottle, Adair walked over to Jones with two glasses of wine, and placed one of them in front of Jones: "Have some wine and relax." You seem to be a little repulsive towards me. ”

"Yes?" Jones asked rhetorically.

Sitting on the couch next to Jones, Adair shook his glass and whispered, "Yes, I can see it clearly." But it doesn't matter, it's normal. I didn't know each other before, and I suddenly invited you to join my brotherhood. Actually, I think it's pretty ...... Abrupt. But it doesn't matter, we can get along slowly, I'm confident. ”

With that, Adair held the cup up to Jones, "Cheers." ”

Jones knowingly picked up his glass: "Cheers." ”

The two cups collided together with a crisp sound.

"Drink and see, and if you like, I'll always have a potion. As he spoke, Adair took a sip.

Jones also lowered his head and took a sip, it was sweet and delicious.

"Do you like it?" said Adair, looking at Jones expectantly.

"Not bad, but I don't really drink much. Jones replied softly, "My father forbade me to drink alcohol before I was a hundred years old, or rather, I should drink less." At least not to get drunk. ”

"Your father ......" Adair took a deep breath and smiled, "Do you still listen to your father like that?"

"Or else?" Jones asked rhetorically.

"I've heard you're the Lich King's adopted son, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I don't know much about the Lich King, but I feel that the Lich King is at least no worse than a prince of the Bloodline. You are his adopted son, which means that your status is actually no lower than mine. And your biological father...... He's just an earl. Why should you listen to him?"

"Because he is my father. ”

"Okay. Adair shrugged. After a moment of silence, he continued: "Here, I will first clarify with you the relationship between us. I want you to join my brotherhood, but there are many kinds of fraternity members. The vast majority of the Brotherhood members, to put it bluntly, are my minions. And you, I hope to be a true brother. We are equal. ”

Jones watched Adair silently.

After a pause, Adair continued, "You see, in fact, the others have arrived now, but they are all in other places, only you, sit here with me and taste the wine." Those discerning ones don't know the weight of being the 'adopted son of the Lich King,' and I do. It's only a matter of time before you'll become a Bloodline man. ”

"So, we're an alliance of interests?" Jones asked.

"For the time being...... So to speak. Adair smiled and replied, "But in the long run, I want more than just interests between us." ”

"What do you want?"

"I don't have a clear goal for the time being, but there will always be a need. The fertility rate of the bloodline has always been low, but the fertility rate of the bloodline at the prince level is not low. The Sambo family has many children and grandchildren, legitimate children, illegitimate children, a whole bunch, but you see, the white castle of 'Hilde', there are only seven in total. We need reinforcement more than the children of other families. Otherwise, when we reach adulthood, we risk being kicked out or even losing the surname Sambo. ”

"And what can you give me?"

"It depends on what you need. For example, your little cousin. If you want, I have a lot of ways to get her to throw herself into the arms. ”

"Sorry, that's what my parents wanted, not what I wanted. ”

"Do you need me to make your little cousin disappear?"

Jones was visibly stunned. Adair said it lightly, as if he were joking, but Jones knew he meant it. Frightened, he hurriedly said: "No, thank you, please don't interfere in this matter." ”

"Okay, if you change your mind, feel free to let me know. I can also ask for anything else, as long as I can do it. With that, Adair raised his glass again.

Jones slowly raised his glass as well.

I have to say, Jones really suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. If it was him in the past, he probably wouldn't think there was any problem. But now, maybe he's been following Gray for a long time, and he really can't stand this kind of conspiracy, and the smell of treating other people's lives as mustard.

Perhaps, this is the real Bloodline. The gloom under the gorgeous exterior.

After sitting for a while, Adair whispered, "Alright, it's almost time, it's time for us to appear." ”

Led by Adair, Jones and Dora left the living room and walked down the long circular staircase. Gradually, the surrounding environment began to change. From the beginning of the splendor, to dark and damp. Even droplets of water could be seen on the rough walls.

All the way down, until they were at the bottom of the seventh basement floor, a large black iron gate appeared in front of them—this position, it was already in the middle of the mountain.

With a screeching sound, the iron door opened. The dim red light of fire greeted him. What appeared in front of Jones was an arena.

Yes, the arena. In the middle is a huge, flat platform, and on all sides are steps just enough to sit on people.

Jones, on the other hand, was on a rostrum about ten meters above the ground with four chairs. Next to the podium, there are two slightly lower platforms.

Roughly speaking, this arena can seat at least 2,000 people. However, there are not many people here at this moment. There were only a few dozen people scattered on the seats on the steps, and on the two platforms on the side, there were already chairs seated by six blood clansmen dressed in fine clothes, and two of them were women. In terms of appearance, the ages are almost all between one hundred and twenty and one hundred and forty. Together with their respective servants, there were thirty or forty of them.

At this moment, everyone looked towards Jones. The six blood clan boys who were originally sitting also stood up one after another.

With a simple wave of his hand at them and motioning for them to sit down, Adair turned to Jones and asked, "Do you think I'm going to put you out in a duel?"

Jones gave Adair a meaningful look and nodded.

"No kidding, how could I possibly let you go to a duel? With that, Adair sat down on one of the chairs and motioned for Jones to sit next to him: "The gladiators have already arranged it. Originally, I wanted to open it directly to the outside world so that the residents of Hilde could also come and enjoy it. But after thinking about it, I think I should ask for your wishes. Also, this was our first fraternity meeting, so I thought it would be better to be private. ”

To be honest, the chair was a bit tall and Jones had to make a small jump to get on it.

At the same time, two human servants had already brought them a glass of wine, which was placed on the table beside them.

"So, what did you just mean when you said let me build my prestige?" Jones asked.

"You'll find out in a moment. Adair looked at Jones and smiled.

A Blood Clan servant walked over and respectfully saluted Adair, and then to Jones: "Young Master, everything is ready." ”

"Then get ready to get started. ”

"Yes. The Blood Servant saluted respectfully again and turned to leave.

Holding his knees, Adair slowly stood up and said in a loud voice, "Brothers, of course, there are two sisters. Today is a good day, and we have a new member to our Brotherhood. Let me introduce you, our brother, Jones Deracula!"

The Brotherhood members applauded, but frowned at the same time.

Jones stood up and saluted them.

"Introduce yolver. Adair said casually.

The closest Bloodline boy with white green hair and a dark green dress stood up and saluted Jones respectfully, "Hello, Jones. I'm Adonis Jordani. My father was Duke Jordan. ”

"Duke Jordan has three castles, one of which will be Adonis in the future. In addition, Duke Jordan also has a small business in Hielde. My name is usually Adonis, Ado, and you can call him as I do. Adair added softly.

Jones nodded to Ado.

The next person who stood up was a girl in a long green dress with the same white and green hair as Ado, and even in terms of appearance, she was somewhat similar to Ado: "Hello, Jones. I'm Winnie Jordani. ”

"This is Ado's own sister. ”

"Sister, they look so close in age......"

"Yes, twins. Surprised? I was also surprised when I first met them. Adair said lightly, "Next." ”

Winnie sat down, and then stood up a young man with long brown hair and a face somewhat similar to that of Adair, but with a somewhat fierce look in his eyes: "Hello, Jones." I'm Syri Sambo. ”

Adair lowered her voice and said, "Ciri is actually my cousin. However, as I said earlier, not every member of the Sambo family can stay in Heard as an adult. You know what I mean. Next. ”

The fourth is a blood girl wearing a purple dress, with long black hair and a delicate face: "Hello, I'm Belle Rizzo. My father was Count Rizzo. ”

"Count Rizzo owns two castles, and at the same time, he has a good relationship with the blood elves, and has a certain percentage of the trade with the blood elves. Next. ”

The fifth was a very weak-looking blood-clan boy, whose complexion was excessively pale even for a blood-clan: "Hello, I'm Connell Bruch. ”

"I don't need to introduce the Bruch family, no one is better than them when it comes to the orc slave trade. Next. ”

The sixth place is a strong, muscular blood-clan boy: "Hello, my name is Rasha Durand. My father was Duke Duland. ”

"Duke Durand, a wealthy duke with six estates. After a brief comment, Adair continued, "Finally, let me formally introduce our brother, Jones. Presumably, when you heard his surname just now, you must have been a little confused. The Dracula family is an ancient family, and the Dracula is also a noble surname, but it is not strong and rich. However, our Jones brothers have another identity. His adoptive father was Gray Grugru. ”

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

Adair paused deliberately, raised his voice by an octave, and continued: "Honorary Chief Arbiter of the Human Holy Light Arbitration Tribunal, White Bone Holy Light Holy See Pope, Lich King, Gray Grugru!"

"Oh my God!" all of a sudden, the Bloodclan present exclaimed.

Adair smiled and said, "I know that everyone doesn't like the Lich very much, but they all know that the Lich King is powerful!

All of a sudden, the applause rang out again, even more enthusiastically than just now. No one frowned anymore.

Jones exhaled helplessly and smiled awkwardly.

"Today's fight is for our Jones brothers. Turning his face sideways, Adair said to Jones with a smirk: "Actually, the exact name should be the slave fighting competition." You can bet as much as you want, if you win, it's all yours, and if you lose, I'm responsible for everything. ”

As Adair spoke, the iron doors on both sides of the platform in the middle slowly opened.

Twenty zombies in heavy armor and shields dragged out of the door with chains, a monster that looked like a rhinoceros and was covered in flesh.

Pushed out of the iron door on the other side was a girl in shabby clothes, barefoot, and a haggard face.

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