The splendid hall, dazzling chandeliers, and red carpets.

Jones, dressed in a gorgeous gown, stood in the corner with a glass of wine fermented from blood. Eyes glazed.

Outside, the wind was whistling with snowflakes, and the sound was terrifying. That doesn't stop the BloodClan from having fun, though.

In the hall, the bloods in luxurious dresses stood together in twos and threes, chatting about topics that Jones couldn't interject at all. In the other corner of the hall, the Bloodline musicians played intently, and couples and couples on the dance floor danced to the beat of the music.

Six years away from the Colin Peninsula, six years later, Jones found himself now without anyone to talk to.

As far as the audience could see, only Jones was alone. Oh no, he's not alone, after all, there's a Dora in a maid's costume next to him. However, in the eyes of the upper blood clan, Dora, as a maid, obviously can't be counted.

And to be honest, six years ago, he wasn't much better off than he is now.

Jones was a little helpless: "I feel that I can't fit into this kind of occasion at all, and I can't be as trivial as them." Really, what are they talking about? Can't they just do something serious?"

To Jones's left, three female blood families are discussing gossip about two families breaking their marriage contracts and turning against each other.

To the right of Jones, two male blood families are discussing the gossip of a couple who hate each other because of love.

And directly in front of him, two men and a woman are discussing gossip about a certain love triangle that has developed into a duel.

Except for the short gossip in the parents, the blood clan seems to have nothing else to do. Oh no, there are. For example, in front of Jones's side, Bailey, the most talented and brilliant star of Jones's generation, and the most highly anticipated genius, is introducing his newly researched magic, a magic that purifies and makes more delicious blood wine. He plans to set up a factory, then let the Bloods drink his wine, and declares a new era for the Bloods - the Age of Fine Wine.

And then, well, his great idea was greeted with applause from everyone. It has even been suggested that a new dating method should be adopted in this way.

Jones felt more and more out of place......

Lowering his head, he let out a long breath: "I'd rather put on armor and rush to kill, really, even if it is not so difficult to accept even if the holy light is scalded." ”

Dora looked at Jones cautiously, "But, Lord Jones, isn't it good to live a comfortable life?

"There are no dreams in a comfortable life. What is the difference between being alive and dead? Sometimes I envy that fool. He can rush for the sake of his dreams, but I still have to please Aunt Sarah......"

"When Master Jones says stupid, he doesn't mean Lord Lich King, does he?"

"Who else could you mean?" Jones replied with a blank face.

Dora blinked and looked at him cautiously.

From afar, Jones looked at Aunt Sarah, who was talking to a bunch of Bloodline noblewomen, and Cousin Susan, who was following Aunt Sarah. Aunt Sarah hardly looked at him, and Cousin Susan would look at him consciously or unconsciously, but with the kind of ill-intentioned look.

Jones's lips trembled.

"Master Jones, do you really want to go over?"

"Otherwise, something has to be done. It doesn't matter if you fail, the key is to go back and be able to make a difference. Anyway, as long as I get through this time, I will be able to return to my normal life again. ”

After a long time of preparation, Jones finally took the first step. Well, then the second step, the third step. In short, every step was extremely difficult and extremely stiff, but he finally forged ahead.

Susan looked at him from afar, smiling.

Finally, Jones came to Susan.

"Mother!" Before Jones could speak, Susan suddenly changed her face, and pretended to hide behind Aunt Sarah's back, and made a trembling appearance!

Jones was stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently, wanting to scold.

Noticing Jones, Aunt Sarah hurriedly protected Susan behind her, and then said with a displeased face, "Oh, it's you, Jones." You're here too. What's the matter?"

Before Jones could speak, the surrounding blood ladies were already talking.

"Yo, this is the stupid boy of the Draculas. ”

"Didn't you hear that he was adopted by the lich as an adopted son, why did he run back?"

"It's a shame that I still believe in the religion of mankind. ”

Why didn't anyone mention that Jones's adoptive father was the Lich King? It's very simple, because gossip is always a good thing that doesn't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. People always like to talk about the misfortunes of others, and the same goes for the Bloodline.

Jones listened blankly.

"I heard that this silly boy is engaged to your Susan. Is that so?" someone asked.

Aunt Sarah quickly explained, "No, it was a misunderstanding. Although it has been mentioned, as parents, we still need to think carefully. ”

"What else are you thinking about? Do you want a religious son-in-law?"

"Maybe I'll be holding you to worship together. ”

All of a sudden, everyone around them burst into laughter.

Aunt Sarah's face was already a little ugly, and Jones's face was even more ugly. However, he endured it after all.

In any case, the task had to be completed, and Jones desperately told himself, "Ignore them! Ignore them!" and then, stubbornly, said, "Auntie, I have come to apologize to Cousin Susan, and I was wrong the day before yesterday." ”

"Apologize? Did he do anything nasty?"

"You see Susan is afraid of being like that, it must be something terrible. ”

Yes, Susan is actually trembling, and her acting skills are good.

"Probably not?" someone questioned.

Others, however, replied, "Surely not the noble bloods, not necessarily the bloods who believe in the religion of men." Hahahaha. ”

All of a sudden, the surrounding discussion became more fierce.

Susan hides behind Aunt Sarah and quietly sticks her tongue out at Jones in defiance.

Jones blushed and smiled reluctantly, staring at Susan with wide eyes.

Aunt Sarah was eager to find a hole to get into, and quickly explained: "No, no, it's just a little misunderstanding!

As he spoke, he turned his head to Jones and said coldly, "Okay, accept your apology, you can go! Also, stay away from our house Susan in the future!"

"Okay! I'd love to! Thank you, Aunt Sarah! I'll leave now!" the mission was done, and Jones felt like he couldn't stay here for a minute. As soon as he turned around, he was ready to leave this hellish place impatiently. However, at this moment, a figure blocked his way.

Looking up, Jones saw a familiar face.

With long flowing hair, a blue dress, and a handsome face, he was a head taller than Jones. Oh, this is the so-called "genius" cousin Bailey. A one hundred and thirty years old, about to reach adulthood. The younger brother of Cousin Lipika's birthday today.

"Cousin Jones, where do you want to go?" said Cousin Bailey, smiling and looking at Jones with bad intentions.

Jones looked at him expressionlessly: "I'm going back." What's wrong?"

"Don't be in a hurry, I heard that you have been in the human world for six years, and you must have a lot to share with us. For example, tell us how you came to believe in the religion of mankind. I'm really curious. As he spoke, Cousin Bailey also applauded, deliberately attracting everyone's attention: "Come, let my dear cousin Jones introduce us to the religion of mankind." Hahahaha. ”

What is due has come after all.

The world of the Bloods is like this, a bunch of people who do not do their jobs properly, endlessly intriguing, while maintaining a superficially harmonious kinship, while taking pleasure in each other's misfortunes and humiliating each other. More immoral and boring than the aristocracy of mankind.

Everyone in the hall looked over to this side, and the ladies all shook their little fans, covered their lips and began to snicker. Aunt Sarah, who was supposed to be Jones's biggest support in the audience, didn't say anything to stop it, and just stood next to her.

Dora was so frightened that she hurriedly ran to Jones's side.

As for Jones......

Well, for a moment, he already felt like something was breaking off in his head. Overall, Jones can only be regarded as a person who is strong in the outside, but he can't be forced to be in a hurry, otherwise, something will definitely happen.

"What is Cousin Bailey going to tell me about?" Jones asked coldly.

Dora, who realized that the situation was not quite right, quickly grabbed Jones's hand, but was thrown away.

"All of them, of course. Bailey said with a smirk.

"It's just too much, I'm afraid it will take a long time. ”

"That'...... Pick some of the key points to talk about, such as how you came to the religion of the human race, so that we can all learn from the same experience as you in the future. Hahahaha. ”

The Bloods all around laughed.

"Master Jones, let's get out of here......"

Dora whispered. However, Jones simply ignored her.

Jones, who had been holding back the fire in his belly, raised his head and said with a smile: "I know there is a good way to let my cousin feel it for himself. ”

"In what way?" Bailey asked.

"Duel. Jones took off his gloves and threw them in Bailey's face with a "click".

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned. Even Aunt Sarah was stunned. Susan's eyes widened in astonishment.

The entire hall was silent, and even the Blood Clan musicians in the distance craned their necks.

"What are you doing?" said Cousin Bailey, gripped Jones' glove.

Dora was so frightened that she went to pull Jones' hand again, but Jones still shook it off.

Taking a few steps back, Jones found a position about ten meters away from Bailey and stood still, holding out a hand.

The decorative sword hanging from the wall shook violently twice and ricocheted, drawing an arc in the air before falling into Jones's hand.

Pointing his sword at Bailey, Jones smiled and said, "You probably don't know, do you? I'm a knight in addition to a human religion." This is the etiquette for knights to launch dueling challenges. Dear Cousin Bailey, your cousin wishes to show his chivalry in an 'elegant' duel with you, and I hope you will not refuse because of cowardice. ”

Dora was stunned.

A moment later, everyone present laughed, except for Dora and Aunt Sarah, whose faces were a little unsightly.

Bailey smiled and said, "Cousin Jones, you can't be a fool of reading the Bible, are you? You're dueling me? You're almost twice my age." ”

"So you're scared?" Jones asked coldly.

"Stop, Jones!, don't disgrace your father here!" said Aunt Sarah.

Bailey stopped in front of Aunt Sarah and said, "Aunt Sarah, don't worry, I won't hurt him." But he's so arrogant, I have to teach him a lesson. ”

As he spoke, Bailey raised his hand as well. Another sword on the wall flew into his hand.

Everyone unconsciously took a step back, making way for them in the middle of the dance floor to fight the duel.

I have to say that Jones's popularity is really poor, and those present, even if they don't know each other, are at least distant relatives. However, no one seems to be planning to stop it. More precisely, everyone was ready to watch him get beaten up.

It is common sense for a seventy-year-old bloodline to challenge a hundred-and-thirty-year-old bloodline, whether in terms of physical strength or magic, it is impossible to win. What's more, the other party is still the best of Jones's generation?

Aunt Sarah had turned her face away from looking.

Dora was already overwhelmed with fear.

As for Susan, she couldn't help but cheer for Bailey in her heart.

The two dueling men held their swords, looked at each other, and began to slowly pace around the dance floor.

"Do you attack first or do I attack first?" Bailey smiled and moved gracefully.

"It's fine, it doesn't make a difference anyway. Jones looked indifferent.

"Looking at the way you hold your sword, it seems a little special?"

"It's the way you hold a sword on the battlefield. ”

"Really, you've been in a war?"

"Yes, I haven't done anything else in the past few years, just fighting. ”

"You don't think you can defeat me with human swordsmanship, do you?"

"No, I'm actually going to defeat you in a lich way. ”

"The lich's way?" Bailey's expression froze visibly as he saw Jones pull out a bone ring and place it in his sword-holding hand.

"In the name of justice, I will punish you narcissistic fellow! Holy Light ——!"

There was a roar, and suddenly, a holy light fell from the sky, penetrated the roof and fell on Bailey!

"Oh my God! What is this?"

For a moment, everyone present was stunned. Even Bailey was stunned, and smoke began to smoke all over his body.

Before he could react, Jones had already rushed forward with his sword in hand, and swept towards Bailey with a horizontal slash. With a "bang", Bailey, who was wrapped in holy light, barely caught it. However, the state is very bad.

In other words, which vampire is wrapped in holy light and is not in a bad state?

The two sides are at a stalemate. Bailey was smoking, his forehead was already bruised, and his face became extremely hideous!

"You...... You can actually use the Holy Light Technique?"

"Maybe it's more than that, Holy Bondage!"

Another shout! Several huge auras appeared around Bailey, quickly closing towards him. The next moment, Bailey was already bound by the aura and fell directly to the ground. The skin and clothing that came into contact with the aura burned directly.

"Ah——! stop! stop!" he screamed, struggling with his might.

With a bang, Jones's sword grazed Bailey's face and stabbed deep into the ground.

The whole world was silent, the Holy Light Technique, the Divine Restraint had dissipated, and Bailey lay on the ground in embarrassment, looking in horror at Jones, who was close to him and had his foot on his chest.

The people around were stunned. Including aunts, including Susan, and also Dora. The whole world is silent.

It all happened so suddenly, so many people didn't even react.

"How's it going?" Jones gave his only sincere smile of the evening, "and you can share it with you, it's going to be a nice new topic, isn't it? ”

As he spoke, Jones let go of his sword-gripping hand, stepped back step by step, and slowly exhaled a foul breath, looking at Susan with a dull face, and then at the blood clan around him.

In the huge hall, it was quiet. Everybody was looking at Jones.

Taking a deep breath, he exclaimed, "This is my faith, are you satisfied now? I think churches and battlefields are more suitable for me than here. You are welcome to join me in praying when you have time. Have a great night out!

The Bloodline musicians played, playfully, again.

Amid the music, Jones took Dora, swaggering out of the hall under the stunned gaze of everyone.

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