Half a moon later, in the evening of Viscount Fergus's castle restaurant.

On the ceiling, a huge lotus-shaped crystal lamp shines brightly, illuminating the spacious dining room as bright as day.

The crystal lamp is not the grease lamp found in Gray's room, but a rune lamp made by a runemaster.

If you look closely, you can see that in the center of the huge lotus-shaped crystal, there is a circle of strange runes that twist and turn.

Some of these runes resemble beasts lying on their backs, some resemble sacrificial movements, and some resemble snakes standing up...... And more of it, it's weird lines that don't look like anything.

This kind of rune lamp is extremely expensive, even with the background of the viscount family, it is impossible to place one in each room, and can only be placed in some important rooms, such as banquet halls, such as restaurants, such as conference rooms......

Illuminated by light, seven people sat around a long dining table.

On the throne is a middle-aged man with blonde hair, who wears a long coat with two breasts on the chest and a raba collar around his neck.

With a slight golden beard, blue eyes, and an unpretentious majesty, he was none other than the owner of the Viscount's castle, Emerson. Viscount Fergus.

Sitting across from him was a brown-haired woman.

The woman was wearing a low-cut black gauze skirt and a huge sapphire necklace around her neck, and the whole person looked graceful and luxurious.

Although her face is a little old, she can vaguely see her beauty when she was young, but her lips are slightly thin, which inevitably gives people the impression of being mean.

This man is none other than Milan, the wife of Viscount Fergus. Harris, a woman from the Baron's family.

On the right-hand side of Viscount Fergus, there are three young men, two men and one woman. Fergus, the second brother of this body, Ellis. Fergus, the third sister of this body, Carolyn. Fergus.

The first two inherited the blonde hair and blue eyes of Viscount Fergus, while the latter, the eyes were inherited from Viscount Fergus, but the hair color was inherited from the Viscountess, who was about a year older than Gray, tall and tall, with a high nose bridge, and had the excellent genes of Viscount Fergus and Viscountess.

Sitting on the left hand side of Viscount Fergus is Gray and his half-sister Sarah. Fergus.

Both have black hair, inherited from their mother, who died of depression, and blue eyes, inherited from Viscount Fergus.

Ding!

The sound of a dinner knife colliding with a white porcelain plate sounded softly.

In the dining room, Viscount Fergus and the others had already finished their meal, and only Gray was still eating, and this was his second dinner.

It was the first time Gray had come to the restaurant since his injury.

When they saw Gray, who was eating his second dinner, some people looked calm, such as Viscount Fergus and his wife, such as Gray's nominal eldest brother Bernal, because they had already heard from the servants that Gray's appetite had increased greatly in recent days, and he had to eat two servings at each meal.

Some people stared at Gray in surprise, such as Caroline, the third sister of this body, who was more indifferent and indifferent to the two illegitimate sons of the brother and sister that her father picked up, because the other party's influence on her was almost zero.

Bite!

Placing the knife and silver fork flat on the porcelain plate, taking the cloth handed by the maid next to him, Gray wiped his lips and hands, and said in a slightly cramped manner.

"I'm sorry, father, ma'am, but I've been eating too much lately."

Originally, he planned to eat only one serving, and was going to go back to the bedroom and ask Barbara to pick up another one, but thinking that his appetite had suddenly increased greatly in the past few days, he was afraid that Viscount Fergus had already known about it, so he didn't hide it.

"It doesn't matter."

Viscount Fergus spoke lightly.

"Now is the time for you to grow your body, you really should eat more."

Viscountess Fergus Milan said with a faint smile on her face.

The smile on his face was impeccable, with a sense of intimacy, and there was no hint of alienation.

But Gray knew that all this was a disguise, and the original owner of the body and his sister were admitted to this castle, and she was probably the most unhappy, after all, the two were the children of Viscount Fergus's lover, and which wife would be happy to live with the children of her husband's lover?

Moreover, if that assassination really came from some of the four, I am afraid that this viscountess would be indispensable among them, after all, if she wanted to mobilize people without alarming Viscount Fergus, she could only let her maiden family take action.

"How are you recovering?"

Viscount Fergus asked again.

"Thank you father for your concern, it's almost better."

Gray said with a slightly "excited" expression.

After saying this, even he himself felt goosebumps.

Now it is no longer the original Gray who dominates this body, and there is no father and son between him and Viscount Fergus, but in order not to show abnormality, he has to "behave" like this.

Now he is facing the threat of the mastermind behind the scenes, and he can't do without the protection of Viscount Fergus, if he loses the protection of Viscount Fergus, the assassin may come immediately, so the umbrella of Viscount Fergus cannot be lost.

Moreover, he didn't think that Viscount Fergus was really very good to the original owner of this body, at least not always, in his opinion, Viscount Fergus was a person who was more interested in interests than family affection.

In the previous 16 years, Viscount Fergus had paid little attention to the Gray siblings, and had visited them only a handful of times, and because of this, their mothers died of depression.

And when Gray showed his excellent talent as a blood warrior, he suddenly seemed to have a conscience and found that the two of them were connected to the castle, obviously all because of Gray's talent, and in the final analysis, because Gray's current talent has a value worthy of his attention.

"That's good."

Viscount Fergus seemed to be satisfied with Gray's performance, and said with a faint smile on his face.

"In terms of cultivation, you can ask your eldest brother Bernal for advice, he is now a mid-rank blood warrior."

"I will, father."

Gray replied "respectfully", then looked at the titular eldest brother Bernal and said.

"I might have to disturb Brother Bernal then."

"Always welcome."

Bernal said with a sunny smile on his face.

Next to him, Gray's second brother Ellis restrained the contemptuous expression on his face when he usually saw Gray because of the presence of Viscount Fergus, and watched the "interaction" between the two coldly.

He didn't know about Gray, but he knew about his eldest brother, and his hatred and disgust for Gray were more than him.

The conversation after dinner lasted only a few moments before it ended, and after greeting Sarah, Gray returned to his bedroom, lying on his back on the soft bed, his mind racing.

"My body is really in some kind of metamorphosis......"

It had been half a month since the last time he took the blood of the Blood Beast, and in this half a month, his appetite had increased greatly, and every meal was twice that of a normal person, and this was only barely full.

If it weren't for the fear of being too abnormal, he even planned to eat a meal for three, but after careful consideration, he gave up.

A meal for two can barely be covered up by a large increase in appetite, and if a meal is served for three people, it is too abnormal.

After such a large amount of eating, the change in him was obvious, his physical fitness was increasing with a noticeable increase every day, and after half a month, he was able to complete the second posture of the second pass.

"And this rapid growth is obviously not due to the cultivation of the blood method."

In order to judge whether this increase was related to the cultivation of the Blood Method, it had little to do with it, yesterday, he had not practiced the Blood Method all day, but when he cultivated the next day, he still felt the enhancement of his physical fitness, and it was not much different from the previous day.

Obviously, the enhancement of his physical fitness did not come from the cultivation of the blood method, at least most of the effects did not come from the cultivation of the blood method, but should come from some unknown "transformation".

"What kind of metamorphosis is this? At the end of the transformation, how far can my strength be improved? ”

As for the reason for this "transformation", Gray could almost lock on to the blood of the blood beast he had taken a few days ago, but he didn't know what kind of transformation was happening in his body, and to what extent his strength could be improved in the end.

Searching for the memories of the original owner of the body, there is no memory that bears the slightest resemblance to this transformation.

"Now it seems that the speculation that the blood power of the original owner of the body has not completely disappeared but is hidden, and it cannot be completely denied, I am afraid that only the blood power will be re-promoted to the next blood warrior, and see if the physical fitness will improve rapidly, in order to judge the correctness of this guess."

"Also, the original owner of this body is just an illegitimate child, and the level of access is too low, and the amount of information you know is too little, it seems that you need to go to the castle library tomorrow to check out the relevant books about the blood law."

No matter how much he thought about it, Gray skipped about the metamorphosis of the body and thought of the benefits of it.

"This transformation has allowed me to improve my physical fitness quickly, which is absolutely good news for me."

At this rate of improvement, he is afraid that it will only take more than a month for his strength to reach the next level of blood warrior again, and at that time, the danger of his exposure will be greatly reduced.

In the entire castle, Viscount Fergus and the others didn't know much about him, and they only knew that he had cultivated the power of bleeding, and the realm had reached the next level of blood warriors, after all, they had only been together for more than two months.

And as long as he regains the strength of the lower blood warrior, the possibility of exposure can be said to be extremely small.

As for his sister Sarah, who knows the original owner of the body very well, she is still a little girl, with his adult mind, coupled with the memory of the original owner of the body, if he can't even fool a little girl, then he is too wasteful.