On the azure stone street, the black carriage began to move.

In the bright carriage, York's cloak arched as soon as he sat down. The little girl came out of it, crawled slowly to the other end of the seat, and stared at him with big wooden eyes.

He didn't speak, he just looked at himself quietly. After a long time, Rao is hunter has rough skin and thick meat, and he is also stimulated by such silent cold violence.

Ahem!

His old face couldn't hold back, his gaze withdrew from her, and he said, "Introduce yourself, my name is York, Sarah York." From now on, he will be your adoptive father. ”

In the soft light of the carriage, the middle-aged man, who looked a little decadent with a stubbled beard, grinned with yellow teeth under the gaze of Diggie, and took out a piece of yellow, wrinkled parchment from his arms.

As if confirmed, he checked the information he had read many times on the paper, and he squeezed out a smile to make himself appear kind, and asked, "Are you Mary, Lilith Marie?"

Lilith Marie?

When did she have this name? The little girl was puzzled, but still did not speak. She didn't know how to behave, she could be more human, and now she was powerless. From the time he woke up to the present, he has practiced a silent and cold disguise.

Seeing that she was still looking at herself in a daze, she just didn't speak. York the Hunter couldn't do anything, and looked at the parchment again, which seemed to be clearly written in beautiful fancy letters:

'The Hunters' Council, excellent member Sarah York:

Please go to the abandoned Fort Mary immediately and collect the seed of the Blood Hall, Lilith Marie. She is a little girl with black hair and black eyes about four or five years old, beautiful and well-behaved, and very likable. You took her in and adopted her as your daughter-in-law. The council will be responsible for all expenses such as her education, living needs, etc.

At the same time, you also have a duty of secrecy, keeping the fact that she is the seed of the Blood Seed Project, and raising her completely as your own child. And every moon hunter, you will enjoy the privilege of an advanced cleansing. ’

Damn! After reading the mission again, York ignited a fire in his hand and burned the parchment. Looking at the pile of ashes, his mood was not good at all, "It's true that she looks beautiful, how can she be well-behaved and likable, you can't see it at all?Seeds, seeds, I still have three children to raise, I hope she is normal...... If it weren't for the ...... of the Advanced Cleaning"

He knew a little about the most mysterious blood hall institution in the Yanan Hunter Council, and he vaguely knew about the 'blood' plan mentioned above.

But all the seeds in the plan have all happened to them without exception, and even the hunter families who adopted them have basically died.

"But, that's a monthly high-level cleansing!" he thought of the reward, and his heart was still quite hot.

You must know that hunters like them, although they have been cultivating spiritual vision, to ensure that they are sane after absorbing demon hunting. But the increase in strength, in addition to the risk of hunting again and again, also has the risk of the monster's own strength.

York himself was surrounded by hunters who coveted strength to enhance their pleasure. Because the body absorbs too much monster power, the impurities precipitate beyond the tolerance limit, and the event occurs that it becomes a terrifying monster.

And among the methods of removing impurities from the body, the most effective is the advanced cleansing of the blood hall. Basically, one third of the impurities in the body can be expelled every time. If a moon hunter (Note 1) is cleaned once, taking into account his own metabolism, the dissolution of blood and qi power, etc., his hunting frequency can be directly increased from once a week to twice a week.

No matter how much spiritual vision awakens and blood martial arts are opened, they are no longer unattainable dreams. Maybe you can hit the legendary old hunter realm.

"Strength~!" He looked at the taciturn little girl and prayed silently that it was normal for him to be excited and complicated at this time.

——Phew~!

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of the door of a private castle.

As one of the leaders of the younger generation in the Hunters' Council, York's private castle was exchanged for his merits from the Council.

An advocate of pleasure, he said in exchange for it in the council hall, "It is an insult to himself to be a good hunter to live in a lowly house." ”

Not long after, the black carriage drove into the castle, and York led the little girl and introduced to the family who came to greet him: "This is Mary, Lilith Mary, a new member of our York family~!"

His introduction was warm, and his wife, who had three children, came out to greet him, and was quite indifferent to it.

"York, is this the wild seed you gave birth to outside with other women?" he didn't know it was the order of the council, and his wife, a big-shouldered housewife, yelled at him angrily.

On the mother's side, two boys and a girl who were more precocious also followed the ghosts and made a big fuss:

"Dad, I didn't expect you to be such a person!" said seven or eight-year-old Serin, who was holding a rag doll.

Her two brothers, Yorick and Yodele, drew the wooden swords they wore at their waists, pointed at the little girl, and shouted, "You must be a monster to make Daddy like this." ”

"She must be a cunning monster!!"

York, who had just immersed himself in the joy of the monthly high-class cleaning, suddenly remembered that he had not explained it to his family until now. There was no way to have only one head or two big ones, and they were dragged back to the castle by their fierce wife to give a lecture.

Only the little girl who still had a poker face was left to face the three older children who were much taller than her.

"Daddy was taken away by Mommy, go away you damn monster!" Looking at Diggie, who was much prettier than herself, little Serling said angrily with a little jealousy.

Her two elder brothers raised the wooden swords in their hands even more unceremoniously and slashed at the weak little girl. With two pops, the wooden sword that was practicing was actually broken, which showed the force.

On the other side of the door, York, who had just finished explaining to his wife, heard the sound and hurried out. Seeing his own children who were pushing Diggie, he was furious: "Yorick, Yodel, Serin!!You go to the hall and practice a hundred sword swings!!"

"Hmph!" angrily slapped the little girl in the face a few times, and the three of them slipped into the castle to be punished.

When York saw them entering, he strode up the little girl who fell to the ground, saw her blue nose and swollen face, and the swollen and bleeding bag on her forehead, squeezed out a smile and comforted her child: "It's okay, they are actually very good, but they play with you a little harder." Come on, I'll take you to the liniment. ”

He carried her into the castle, and saw that the child was swinging his sword, and did not think much about going up the stairs.

The three older children wielding swords, looking at the girl enjoying their father's embrace, became more angry in their hearts, and waved the swords in their hands harder. Standing aside, the housewife who felt sorry for the child, although she knew the reason, also had a worse impression of Diji.

In a room on the second floor, the little girl was as expressionless as a puppet, fiddling with the medicine by York.

"In the future, you and you will be a family, you have to get along well!"