Carrying Delia on his right shoulder and Grace in his left hand, Philip can be regarded as hugging left and right, and walked out of the manor step by step with two beauties, one big and one small, there were already doctors and soldiers waiting outside, and as soon as they came out, they immediately took Delia and Grace to start treatment.

With a wave of his hand, Philip rushed to the manor like a tidal wave of soldiers with broadswords and spears, searching for the remnants of the Bloods in the corner.

It's not that Philip doesn't know how to use crowd tactics to deal with the blood clan, most of the people in this manor are blood elites, they are familiar with the terrain, and blindly using human lives to pile up may not be able to kill dozens of high-level blood clans, as well as the Grand Duke-level blood clan Carcassonne.

Only now, most of the Bloodlines have been almost wiped out by the three Philip, and the ordinary soldiers have a chance to encircle and suppress the few remaining Bloodlines.

Philip sat on the ground very unfiguratively, after the war, he could do as much as he wanted, and there was absolutely no way to look down on Philip because he was dirty and covered with blood, everyone knew that Philip went in and killed dozens of high-level bloodlines, and he also had to deal with a grand duke-level bloodline, this ability is not something ordinary people can have, especially, he is only at the level of a great magician, and he must at least be a magister to deal with a grand duke-level bloodline, he is equivalent to fighting monsters across levels.

Philip somewhat understands that in the American imperialist movies, those lonely heroes always like to smoke a cigarette after the war, and through the smoke, looking at the battlefield they have fought in, it is indeed very fulfilling.

With the exception of Carcassonne, all of the Hellas clans in Africa were wiped out by Philip. The city can finally return to tranquility.

As news spreads that Philip is alone in the Blood, the Afrikans are filled with respect and adoration for the future Governor who has suppressed the riots and dealt with the culprits.

"I love you, Philip!"

As soon as he poked his head out and waved to the cheering people beside the carriage, Philip felt four cold eyes behind him, and quickly retracted his head, and said to Grace and Delia in a harry, "It's too enthusiastic, it's too enthusiastic, but you also know it." I'm not interested in the kind of little girl who hasn't opened up yet. ”

Grace pursed his lips in disbelief. Delia looked down at the two green apples on her chest and lowered her head, and Grace hurriedly leaned over and covered her mouth with her hand. whispered something in the ear of the elven princess. From time to time, words like "papaya", "breast augmentation", "massage" floated into Philip's ears. Delia's little face turned red and she nodded vigorously.

The carriage drove slowly towards the Governor's Palace, and the welcoming crowd on both sides crowded to the door of the Governor's Palace. As a result, the soldiers had to maintain order, leaving Philip's carriage a space to move forward.

After the great turmoil, there must be great governance, and the future of Africa must rely on the local bureaucracy, especially Philip's plan to build the Viceroyalty of New California in Lobit, so the future bureaucrats who remain in Africa are very important.

Ivey self-destructively offended all the celebrities of Africa, a city on the verge of destruction is not in everyone's interest, some officials lost their relatives in this riot, and some officials lost all their property in the riot.

Ivey has been very successful in gaining the hatred of all the local factions in Africa, and these local powerful people have even hated his Eric family and the Republican Party behind him.

Coupled with Philip's very sincere visits one by one, the surviving bureaucrats, celebrities, and faction leaders gave a very warm welcome to the young man destined to rule Galia.

If in the past only the majority of the population was in favor of the merger, now the whole of Galia is almost entirely in favor of the merger, and if anyone dares to oppose it, the Afrikaners and Akureyri who survived the rescue during the Philippe period will deal an old fist at the opponents.

What do you mean? If the governor of the Gallia region does not rule over Lord Philip, who will rule us? The Republican bureaucrats who will not save us?

Dinners and ballsPhilip has to meet guests three times in the morning, noon and evening, and sometimes even go to a dance party in the evening.

Finally entering the governor's palace, Philip got out of the carriage and waved to the people outside through the iron gate, which caused another cheer.

Turning around, he asked Marlen, who was trotting over, "Are you all ready?"

"Well, as you commanded, the best band in town, the caviar that has just been delivered, the fresh veal, my lord, everything is the best in Africa right now. ”

Philip nodded, he was going to meet a group of old nobles in Africa later, but he was very respectful, and he didn't want to upset others in some details.

Raising his head and looking at the sunset that filled the sky, Philip instructed again: "They will be here in a moment, and a red carpet will be rolled out in front of the Doge's Mansion to greet them." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Taking two steps forward, there was a sudden commotion in front of him, a large number of soldiers with weapons ran towards the small garden behind the big house, and a few generals with strength reaching the level of high-level swordsmen ran to Philip's side: "My lord, there was a blood attack just now!"

"Bloodline?" Philip frowned, wasn't the Herasline bloodline wiped out......?

Thinking of the pale, bewitching face, Philip took two quick steps and followed the soldiers to the back garden.

The maid dressed in white waited for her round eyes to fall into the flowers, and there were two deep round holes in her neck, and at a glance she knew that she was bitten by some kind of tooth, and strangely, not a drop of blood came out of the hole.

Sure enough, it was him!

Carcassonne!

Philip clenched his fists, the recovery ability of the Grand Duke-level blood clan is strong, as long as it doesn't hurt the bones, the loss of some flesh and blood can recover in a few days.

"Bury her secretly, and block the news, don't let others know about it, so as not to cause panic, today's banquet will be held somewhere else, the Governor's Palace will double the guards, and no one is allowed to act alone......"

A series of orders were issued, and he seemed busy and not in a hurry, Philip was also the lord of a city, and he issued decrees and dealt with emergencies not once or twice, and he seemed to have the demeanor of a general at this time.

The banquet was arranged in another manor of a wealthy merchant, but fortunately, Mullen personally greeted the nobles at the gate of the governor's palace, explaining that the governor had collapsed in some places because of this riot, and the nobles also knew in their hearts that at this time they had to give face to Philip, the largest official in Africa, at any time, and both sides laughed, said a few "nothing", and happily rushed to the new banquet venue.

After a dinner party, Philip kept smiling on the surface, making it impossible to tell that his lair had just been attacked, Lord Lobit used Grace to toast everywhere, and the normal banquet was held very successfully under the joint promotion of all the participants.

The local nobles of Africa wanted Philip to express their loyalty, saying that if Philip became the governor of Gallia in the future, they would also be willing to align themselves with Philip, even if Philip took over Nicholas's position in the future, they would also be willing to side with Philip and support the royalists.

Philip naturally reciprocated to the nobles, the business cooperation of the Ross family, the sale of Lobit rechargeable magic crystals, and the discount on the right to use the magic power grid in the future, these can all be discussed, and the business between the nobles, whether they can talk is the most important, and how to talk about it is not important.

Back at the Doge's Palace, taking off the disguise of the day, Philip threw his body heavily on the bed, looked at Grace who was removing his makeup and said: "Carcassonne, we must catch him, but it is definitely not possible to block the news, there is no impermeable wall in the world." ”

Taking off a diamond earring, Grace looked sideways at his man: "Although this is the case, but as long as you take out the magic crystal gun, Carcassonne will escape, even if you bless yourself with magic, I don't think you can hit him." ”

"Yes, I know. Philip said helplessly, he knew very well that he was not Long Aotian, and he could kill the Buddha and kill the gods casually, "So, I'm not thinking of a way." ”

"The best way to eliminate the Grand Duke-level bloodline is to find another Grand Duke-level bloodline, but even if I go back to the Watson family to support a Grand Duke-level bloodline, as long as Carcassonne hears the wind, he will definitely run away. ”

"No, we must not let him run. Philip gritted his teeth and said, "We saw him sucking human blood, he will definitely not let us go, it is likely that you will be ambushed by him before you return to Wellington." ”

Grace thought about it too, and did it to Philip's side, pouting and helping his lover remember.

"By the way, I don't know how the Grand Duke-level blood clan is trained, is it the same as you become a duke-level blood clan, with the growth of time, is the strength reached?"

"How can it be so simple," Grace wrinkled his good-looking nose, "If that's the case, the blood clan has immortal life, then the Grand Duke and Prince level blood clans would have been flying all over the sky long ago, and the Bright Continent would have been ruled by the blood clan a long time ago, just like other powerful figures, there must be an opportunity to become a Grand Duke-level blood clan." ”

Philip nodded, if the blood clan had such a super ability, the most powerful god now would not be the god of light, but the god of the blood clan Cain, who didn't know where the path was.

"What did you mean by that?"

"You remember the pool of blood, right?"

"Yes. Philip remembered the time when he had sent Grace to the Watson family to treat her from being burned by magical energy, the three rigid Watson family elders, even Adrian ignored them, and the red pool of blood and qi behind them.

"In the pool of blood, there is the essence that we extracted from the blood using the magic of the great god Cain. The Blood Clan can't practice magic like ordinary people, and they can't cultivate Dou Qi, only by sucking blood to forge our bodies beyond ordinary people, to be precise, what we need is the precipitation of various energies in blood. ”

"Oh, how?" asked Philip, curious, as an engineer he was naturally curious about everything he didn't know. (To be continued......)