"Is he finally dead? It's going to take longer than I thought."

Charlotte raised her goblet for a moment, then slowly poured the milk into her mouth.

"After all, it's the Blazing Sun, and the heritage is still there, in fact, I thought that the old duke could hold on a little longer, and the Blazing Sun of the power system will be more vigorous than the caster after all."

Looking at the letter sent by the messenger, Sebas couldn't help but sigh.

Charlotte was interested:

"It's the first time I've heard of this statement, Sebas, under normal circumstances, how long do the Blazing Sun powerhouses usually live?"

Sebas was not puzzled by Charlotte's sudden common-sense question.

He knew that the memories of his "gods" had not been completely revived, and he did not think that a "god" would really care much about these mortal things.

Especially since the other party is still the ancient true ancestor of blood, he is immortal from the moment he is born, and he has no concept of longevity at all.

"It varies from race to race, for example, our elven race, the average lifespan is more than a thousand years, and there is no major change before the legend, if humans are short-lived...... If there are no injuries or diseases, it will not be a problem to live to be eighty or ninety years old."

Sebas replied respectfully.

"Eighty or ninety? So short?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"For human beings, it is already very rare, after all, the average life expectancy of human beings is less than 60 years."

Sebas shook his head and continued:

"Not to mention how can transcendents not leave dark diseases, the vast majority of blazing suns are killed in the sea of corpses in the mountains of corpses, even the spellcaster is in the magic tide again and again to achieve self-breakthrough, and the magic tide is also harmful to the body, human beings are not born magical creatures, the real life span of the transcendent is much shorter and normal......

"As far as I know, in the human world, there are many blazing suns like the old duke who have run out of oil at a young age, especially those who have exhausted their life potential in war."

"However, the base of the human race is too large, and although those blazing suns and legends are fleeting meteors in your eyes and mine, such meteors ...... Each era is too much to propel an entire race to the pinnacle of civilization."

Charlotte was a little surprised.

As long as the blood source can be obtained regularly, the blood clan can not grow old and die, so after the crossing, Charlotte has not paid much attention to the lifespan of the transcendents in this world.

The end of the old duke made her a little embarrassed, and she also mentioned a trace of interest in understanding the lifespan of the transcendent.

I don't know this understanding, it turns out that in addition to being powerful, the Rank Transcendent is not even how many years longer than ordinary people!

"I thought that each of them could live for a hundred years."

Charlotte couldn't help but sigh.

Sebas thought for a moment and said:

"If it's a legend, maybe it can, most human legends seem to live to be one hundred and twenty or thirty years old, but this is already the limit of the short breed."

"One hundred and twenty or thirty years old? But in some of the materials I've read, some legendary mages can even live for two or three hundred years."

Charlotte was a little surprised.

Sebas, on the other hand, continued to respectfully reply:

"Master, although the power of mortals is not as strong as that of gods, mortals can often find other ways to create all kinds of strange magic, including magic that can prolong life......

"However, similar magic generally has no small side effects, and it requires irreversible transformation of the body, two or three hundred years old human legendary mage...... In terms of the degree of physical modification, I am afraid that it is no longer human."

Charlotte bowed slightly.

This explained the reason why the blazing sun she had seen all along didn't seem to be too old, and even the lower echelons were mostly younger than she thought.

Unlike the immortal cultivators in Xianxia who are stronger and have a longer lifespan, in the Miriaya world, apart from their great strength, there is not much difference between transcendents and ordinary people.

"The reason why mortals are mortals is because no matter how strong their strength is, they cannot escape the erosion of time."

"The most powerful human legend can even make the demigods who came into the world jealous, and even the gods in the posture of the sage, but even such a terrifying existence that can kill the gods will only be a passing thing after a hundred years......

"Life is too short, and countless legendary mages have preferred to fall into the darkness and become lichs rather than return to the kingdom of God at the end of their lives, and this is also the reason, but ...... Even if you become a lich, you're just surviving."

"True eternity belongs to the gods alone."

Thinking back to the legends he knew, Sebas sighed with some embarrassment.

Watching Sebas, a long-lived elf, lament the shortness of life, Charlotte's mood was somewhat strange.

However, considering that the other party's target is an eternal god, it is easy to understand.

Apotheosize...... That's the biggest reason why Sebas chose to follow her.

At this time, Charlotte suddenly felt that it was great that she was a blood clan.

From the point of view of longevity, although it is necessary to suck blood regularly, although there are various restrictions on activities, although there may be a certain amount of slumber in many cases...... But the immortal blood clan is really the only existence that can compete with the gods for a longer time.

In the story, the dragons with a lifespan of 3,000 years can't survive those who can survive!

Oh, and by the way, the undead.

But the quality of life of the undead is not at all comparable to that of the Bloodline.

The undead are the dead after all, and the Bloodline, while resembling the dead in some qualities, is a living being.

Charlotte can also understand why it is recorded in some documents that in the era of the heyday of the blood clan two thousand years ago, everyone wanted to be favored by the blood clan and accept the first embrace.

Aside from the blood addiction that will occur if you don't suck blood, and the rank that is difficult to improve under normal circumstances, the blood clan is really fragrant.

It's no wonder that many Bloodlines look down on anything but Bloodline.

Charlotte, however, was not so arrogant.

It may be true that the Bloods have an infinite lifespan comparable to that of the gods, but they cannot survive long without blood, and in a sense they are just parasites on other creatures.

Including Charlotte herself.

"Huh?"

When Charlotte was secretly sighing, Sebas, who was browsing the letter, raised his eyebrows slightly.

Charlotte's heart moved slightly:

"Is there anything else the letter says?"

"Master, Eleanor, the daughter of the Duke of Boulder, succeeded to the throne the day after the death of the old duke, and she sent a magical message to the lords everywhere, informing them of the death of the old duke and asking the lords to go to Boulder to pay their respects and meet the new duke."

As he spoke, Sebas put down the letter with a somewhat strange expression:

"I also named a few counts, including our Castel."

"Summoning me back to Boulder?"

Charlotte was stunned for a moment, then sneered:

"This is actually the order of the third prince, right?"

"It is very likely that, judging from the observation of the banquet that day, Eleanor is obviously dominated by the third prince, and can even be called obedient."

Sebas pondered.

As he spoke, he asked:

"Master, are you going back?"

"Of course not."

Charlotte took a sip of milk and said.

Joke, the front foot ambushed her, and the back foot called her back, go to a derm!

Not to mention that the bad things in the county of Castel haven't been resolved yet.

Of course, even if Castel's matter was settled, and the third prince did not hire anyone to attack her, she did not plan to go back.

The emperor is far away, and he is very comfortable in his own territory, but she has not yet fully controlled the territory, and she has already felt the taste of power.

She didn't go.

Anyway, she has successfully succeeded to the throne, no one has anything to do with her, this is not the Celestial Empire, it is too normal for the lord to call the vassals.

Symbolically, finding a reason to prevaricate is considered to be her knowing etiquette.

As for whether the third prince is angry or not, he must be angry.

However, Charlotte felt that the other party had a headache first, and the rumors were intensifying.

Presumably, it won't be long before rumors of him hiring necromancers to attack vassals will return to Boulder.

It is said that the third prince has a strong personality, and as soon as the new duke succeeded to the throne, he asked the lords from all over the country to go to Boulder to meet him, and I have to say that this description is indeed true.

But Charlotte is definitely not the only nobleman who is dissatisfied with the third prince.

Charlotte was too busy with the affairs of the territory to deal with the other party, but she only needed to hand over a knife, and the other nobles in the principality disgusted him.

"Is there any news from Viscount Remisio's side in the past two days?"

After thinking about it, Charlotte asked again.

"The spies I left over there report that yesterday Viscount Remisio left the army garrison and hurried south for the south."

"Besides, two days ago he sent men to the North Harbor to inquire everywhere about our way to Castre."

Sebas said.

"Oh? So how do you do that?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

The corners of Sebas's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled elegantly:

"Of course, according to your orders, the news of our attack by necromancers on the road was spread as far as possible in advance."

Charlotte bowed slightly, then chuckled:

"Then it seems that our Third Prince's headache is still to come, let him feel the double bombardment of the principality nobles and the kingdom ministers first."

After all, the third prince is a crescent royal family, and there is no shortage of strong people around him to protect him.

Even with the emancipation of the True Ancestor, Charlotte is not convenient to trouble him for the time being.

But many times, she doesn't need to do it herself, the third prince is not without enemies, and she just needs to provide a knife.

Maybe this method can't solve the trouble once and for all, but the disgusting other party can still do it.

And when Charlotte freed up her hand in the future, it would be fine if the other party stopped, but if she continued to die, she didn't mind spending some energy to send the other party to the old duke.

"How's the Territory Mithril going?"

Charlotte put the matter of the third prince behind for the time being, and asked again.

This time, Sebas's expression became serious:

"I was busy with the mining workshop the other day, and I haven't had time to look into it carefully, but ...... Combined with the confession of the workshop manager, coupled with some information collected here in Beigang, I found some clues, which should be related to a trading house called the "Guixing United Chamber of Commerce."

"The United Chamber of Commerce?"

Charlotte's heart fluttered slightly.

"Yes."

Sebas nodded and continued:

"Master, I've checked, and in recent years, there haven't been too many Mithril in the underground black market led by Castel, but there are quite a few Mithril slag."

"This shows that the mine has indeed been mining Mithril all along, but Mithril is not going to the black market, but is directly bought by regular buyers."

"Is this the firm the regular buyer?"

"Yes, this trading house was registered in the Kingdom of Falling Stars, it was established seven years ago, and it has dealings with many noble families in the county, and it is said that it is a nobleman known as Earl Hall behind the scenes."

"Count Hall? The Earl of Hall that Quixote mentioned?"

Charlotte sat up straight.

"If there is no duplicate name, I'm afraid yes, but ...... As far as I can see, there is no nobleman named Earl Hall in the Kingdom of Falling Stars."

Sebas said.

Charlotte drank the milk from the crystal glass and said with a smile:

"It doesn't have to be in the Falling Star Kingdom, or even, it doesn't have to be the nobility of the human race, you forget

Did you say what Quixote said at the beginning?"

Sebas's heart moved slightly:

"What do you mean?"

Charlotte's eyelids droop:

"The Earl of Blood, also the Earl, and I've already asked the Necronomicon about its previous master, who was called Hale."

……

"Your Excellency Hall, has the Chamber of Commerce's work been going well lately?"

Inside the black curtain, the figure of Shudaomo Lake stood proudly, and scarlet eyes loomed in the shadows.

And at this moment, the eyes of all the figures were focused on the tallest figure.

"It's business as usual."

The tallest figure was silent for a moment, and his voice was thick and authentic.

"But I've heard there's something wrong with the workshop, and ...... It seems that you have taken over the mission of the third prince as a mercenary, and you have failed."

The figure of the leader is dissatisfied with the authenticity.

As he spoke, his scarlet gaze fell on the tall figure again:

"Lord Hall, I think I need to reiterate that we do want to control the Castel Territory, but ...... But that doesn't mean killing Count Castel."

"Win her over, control her, dominate her...... If necessary, we can even transform her into a descendant and control her, and support her into a puppet, which is the most suitable path for us."

"You shouldn't have taken on the mission of the third prince as a mercenary, as this is likely to alert Earl Castel and cause an accident in the workshop...... Maybe it has something to do with it."

"The day of the banquet at Earl's Court is just around the corner, Lord Hall, and I don't want our plans to go any further."

"Alright, that's all for today, and we'll meet again if we need to."

After the figure of Mohu finished speaking, it dissipated one after another.

The tallest figure was silent for a moment, and then left.

The vision flickered slightly, and the middle-aged knight Lahair returned to reality.

And as soon as he woke up, the blood girl Agnès hurriedly jumped over:

"How? What do you think? Did they tell us anything today?"

Lahair scratched his head, a puzzled expression:

"Miss, I feel like I can't hold on anymore, I don't know anything, they'll find out sooner or later."

Agnès pursed her lips and said:

"No hurry! If there's anything, we'll just run away! Tell me, what did they say today?"

"They asked about the Chamber of Commerce again, but ...... Where do I know anything about the Chamber of Commerce, as you instructed, I continued to answer that everything was going on as usual."

"In addition, they mentioned the workshop, they mentioned Count Castel, and they seemed to want to take Count Castell under control."

Lahair thought for a moment and said.

As he spoke, he asked:

"Miss, what are they talking about?"

Agnès spread her hands:

"How do I know? I don't know them well."