"Marquis Philippe's visit today is a testament to the friendship between our two families, which I hope will be passed on from generation to generation, so that the cooperation between our two families will continue to be consolidated and deepened......"

The two had a round of unnutritious conversations, from the history of the two families to the contact figures between the two sides, from the deep heritage of the Watson family to the great achievements of the Ross family.

The teacup in Philip's hand was empty and full, full and empty, and the bladder in his lower abdomen began to protest that it could not hold any more fluid.

However, the conversation still went round and round in nonsense, and Philip always felt that Adrian's intentions must be not small, and he could not find a suitable breakthrough for Adrian not to benefit, but also to explain his intentions.

It was really unbearable, and even if Philip didn't drink any more water, what he drank before him still turned into liquid.

"Your Royal Highness, I came this time to ask for something!"

Philip said ruthlessly, "I want to borrow troops from the Watson family, and the Blood Warriors are the best sentinels and guards at night. ”

I'm also the son-in-law of the Watson family, so they can't slaughter me too hard!

Philip thought without confidence.

"Oh, Lord Philip, I'm waiting for your words!"

Adrian patted his thigh and said, his eyes, which were a little drowsy from talking nonsense, showed the light that Philip had seen when he came in.

It's over, ready for the big bloodletting.

Philip quickly took stock of his belongings in his mind.

Adrian didn't give Philip a chance to think, stood up and said with a smile: "Your Excellency the Marquis. Please come with me, I'll show you something. ”

Follow Adrian, Philip, and the Bloodlords from a room in the mansion into a dark tunnel.

The dark tunnel blew a cool breath, making people's backs feel cold, and a layer of fine goosebumps appeared on their skin.

It can't be to kill people for money, right?

Philip hurriedly threw out this unreliable thought, this blood clan in the world world is not like the description of some novels on the earth, wanting to rule the world world and destroy all human beings.

The Watson family is more like a political family than a blood family, and they are one of their staunchest allies, and they should not be able to do such a low-level trick as seeking money and killing people.

Looking back at Grace, Philip felt reassured. Even the other Bloodlines can't believe it. Your loved ones are still trustworthy.

Thinking of this, Philip didn't care so much.

Since Adrian wants to show himself something, he should take a good look at it, maybe it is more cost-effective than what he is about to trade.

"Hah!"

A loud and powerful voice came from the end of the tunnel. Stir in tight tunnels. It has not dissipated for a long time.

I looked sideways. Adrian smiled mysteriously and made an inviting gesture, "Your Excellency the Marquis." Please come with me. ”

Stepping out of the tunnel, Philip saw a phalanx of soldiers in full array, their sharp and hard swords slashing through the air, as if to slash invisible enemies.

It was an underground hall as large as the stadium, where a large group of warriors in light wallets were practising.

In addition to the phalanx of soldiers who practiced the art of killing the enemy, there were also people who were divided into several groups and cooperated with each other to fight.

Wearing a heavily armored meat shield, the main attacker holding a long sword, and the long-range strike power of a crossbowman, each team includes these three troops, and it seems that the cooperation between them has been carried out countless times, and it is very tacit.

"What is this?" asked Philip, confused, he had never known that there were so many warriors hidden beneath the Watson family's estate.

"This is the young soldiers of our Watson family, and all low-level bloodlines have to go through battles to grow. Not only here, but there are a variety of blood clans in the noble castle of the Watson family in every local city, and they are not there for enjoyment, but for every possible opportunity to fight. ”

Adrian walked to the weapon rack next to the hall, pulled out a weapon at random, and skillfully played a few good-looking sword flowers in the air, his eyes fixed on the sharp cold light on the sword, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

"People think that we blood people only need to drink blood, and then over time, we can be promoted from baron to viscount, viscount to count, earl to marquis, and marquis to duke, grand duke and even prince. ”

Adrian sneered, threw his sword into the weapon rack, and hung it up just right.

"If that's the case, this world is already full of prince-level blood clans, can I still be in charge of the Watson family? I think at the beginning, there were thirty-seven people who became newborns of the blood clan with me, but now, except for me, all of them have turned into ashes......

Adrian's voice was painful, like a big rock weighing people down.

Philip was amazed to find that all the Duke-level bloods were like Adrian, with a look of remembrance on their faces, and a solemn aura naturally emanated from them.

Heavyly, it seems to carry too much history in it.

"Without comprehension in battle, it is impossible to grow, and it is impossible to become a higher-level blood clan, no matter which race, if you want to become stronger, you will always have to go through a lot of suffering. However, because of the natural physique, it is impossible for the blood clan to become a general in the army, and we are not at ease to hand over our children to outsiders, which also leads to the fact that most of the blood clan children in the family are hovering in status, and only a few can grow up like us. ”

Philip agrees with this very much, Grace grew from a marquis to a duke because he has experienced a lot of battles with him, and now he is staying at the top of the duke, and he has not been able to break through to the grand duke for a long time, also because of the lack of battles.

Adrian turned to Philip and said with a serious face: "Lord Philip, the disciples of the Watson family here will be handed over to you, please take them to experience the battle of blood and fire!"

Around, all the Dukes of the Blood Clan bowed in unison:

"Mistress Philip, please!"

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When he came out of the tunnel, Philip pulled Grace past him and whispered to his mistress, "You guessed this way, didn't you?"

"yes. Grace said lightly.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier. I didn't sleep well last night."

The Duchess looked at the ceiling and winked cutely, "Caroline said that day I have no brains, didn't someone object, of course I, a brainless person, have a bad memory, and I forgot to tell you if I have a bad memory......"

With that, Grace flew away, leaving a depressed Philip behind......

This woman,

What a grudge......

Since it was the Watson family who took the initiative to ask for it, the matter of borrowing troops was much easier, Adrian didn't say a word and allocated a thousand blood warriors to Philip, originally he wanted to allocate more, but Philip refused because the Watson family also needed guards.

Blood warriors are definitely stronger than ordinary humans, but unless they are duke-level blood clans like Grace, most blood warriors cannot fight during the day, they can only act as guards, sentinels or some specific night battlefield combinations for the army, and they are destined to not be the main force of the army, and a thousand blood warriors are enough for Philip.

Of course, Philip can't really pull the warriors away without giving the Watson family a little favor.

A batch of magic weapons was given to the Watson family for free, and a batch of magic swords, magic bows and arrows, and magic armor newly developed by the Lobit School of Magic were provided to the Watson family.

Wearing heavy armor that ordinary swords can't see through, holding a long sword that can send out more than three magic spells at any time, and occasionally unhooking the bow and arrow on his back, shooting a magic sword that can explode, such a weapon combined with the extremely agile posture of the blood clan, powerful power.

It's an otherworldly version of the Terminator!

Adrian became even more enthusiastic about the unexpected benefits, and simply regarded him as a friend of his peers, and opened a bottle of wine that was said to have been cellared three hundred years ago.

Philip was drunk,

The road ahead seemed to open up all at once, and it seemed that borrowing troops was not so difficult.

Grace's appearance is very beautiful, the snow-white skin seems to be able to poke out the water, and it is a wild gnaw when she hugs it, and she falls on the bed with her sexy jade body, and the cumbersome aristocratic skirt is removed in three or two clicks.

Strange, how can there be two Grace?

No matter what, I must have drunk too much, and I must have hallucinated just now......

Philip laughed and repeated what he had just done......

Hey?

Why is the body so lighter?

Hallucinations, certainly hallucinations,

How is short hair?

hallucination

Why does the chest feel different?

Or an illusion,

"Ahh

It's finally not a hallucination,

Philip suddenly woke up drunk, and looked at the short-haired green girl below him dumbfounded,

"Delia?"

The appearance of the elf princess pear blossom with rain is cute, two tears hang in her eyes, and she looks at the naked Philip with resentment.

There were red marks on his fair skin, which were obviously the marks left by Philip's rough undressing just now. On the sheets, a few drops of plum blood starkly told Philip that he had just taken away a girl's most precious thing.

"Do you want to continue?"

Philip wanted to smack himself in the mouth and continue, that's a beast, if he doesn't continue, it's not as good as a beast.

Is it better to be a beast or a beast?

That's the question,

A pair of soft stickers to Philip's back, a slightly cool jade body hugged Philip, and then led the man forward......

Grace's voice sounded coquettishly in Philip's ears: "What stupid, if you don't continue, Delia will beat you away just now, and will make you undress?"

Problem solved,

Tonight's night is destined to be crazy and beautiful...... (To be continued......)

PS: 2987 words just finished this bridge, hehe, Xiaoice seems to be very kind Oh, did not add a few more words to cheat the points, everyone, come and count the votes