Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 7: Longevity species (top)

　　 Robik sat down stiffly on a quaint guest chair, with a restrained expression, without the style and majesty of a first-level security chief.

　　 From his perspective, he saw the tricolor iris symbol on the side of the study room and a portrait of a kind old man.

　　 Robik knows that even the Lord Earl, who holds a city and a leader and has real power, cannot easily sit here and talk to the powerful but elegant young noble opposite him.

　　 What's more, it's the little head of the security department?

　　 "Thank you for taking the time to see me during your busy schedule." Robik lowered his head respectfully and said softly.

　　 "Please don't say that! With your qualifications and status, it is more than enough to be my teacher—this is what my father said." The young man with iron-colored curly hair and round face and thick lips smiled friendly. The joke seems to be authentic: "Although he and I are simply at odds with regard to the taste of wine, we can be said to be of the same mind in respect of you, Lord Dila."

　　 A rush of warmth rushed into his heart, and Robik nodded quickly: "The old duke is a respectable, generous and loving adult, and you are not inferior in this respect."

　　 The young man stopped when he heard the words and looked at the portrait in the study.

　　The old Duke’s smile is as kind and kind as ever.

　　 After a few seconds, the young man recovered from his thoughts.

　　 "I'm very sorry, it's been two years, I still-- I hope I didn't shame him." The young man shook his head with a wry smile, and stood up, with a slightly sad smile on his face, and he faintly Looking into the distance, he sighed leisurely: "Sometimes I think, if my father is still--"

　　 "I would rather hear him scold me more."

　　 Robik was a little embarrassed. On the one hand, he missed the benevolent old duke very much. On the other hand, he felt that the revelation of the true feelings of the little duke was a very personal matter, and he should not interject.

　　 Fortunately, the little duke turned around in time, put away the memory, and solved the old duke’s embarrassment with a joke:

　　"——As long as he doesn’t mention the wine."

　　 Upon hearing this, both Robik and the young man laughed tacitly.

　　 As we all know, the old duke likes to drink Exeter's rye spirits, and the young duke prefers to drink the fine wines of the Serra Duchy's craft grapes. For this, the two of them have been in front of the tricolor iris family crest more than once His face was red and his ears were red, even to the point of almost drawing a sword to a duel. Only the old duchess and the lovely Miss Hille could use murderous eyes and coquettish eyes to stop them at the table.

　　The young man’s two-sentence effort, the restraint and embarrassment in the room just disappeared.

　　 In the laughter, the young man put down the precious agarwood pipe in his hand, walked to the side bar, and picked up a bottle of unlabeled wine.

　　 "I'm sorry, I'm not addicted to smoking, but I just went to the racecourse and talked to some old seniors." The young man explained with a wry smile, "So I hope I can look older with a pipe-they would rather Pay attention to a horse that stumbles, and don’t want to listen to a brat peddling his plan to suppress bandits."

　　 Sharp-eyed Robik noticed that a bottle of rye spirits was placed abruptly among the various grape wines on the wine table. Although it was never opened, it was carefully preserved and spotlessly clean.

　　 Thinking of the dead old duke, Robick couldn't help feeling a little moved.

　　 This is the first time in two years since the death of the old Duke Kevin Deere, he met the new Duke privately for the first time, but in just a few minutes, the approachable and decent lord, the little Duke, has been warned. The director was impressed.

　　 is worthy of being the six giants that have passed on for thousands of years. It is worthy of being the tricolor iris of "Rather_die_for_friends_than_foes" (Rather_die_for_friends_than_foes). It is worthy of being the son of the old duke. It seems that Kevin Deere has a successor. .

　　The Director of the Security Department bowed slightly, and then replied affirmatively: "Only people who lack talents will speak of seniority. I believe that your character and talents, Lord Duke, can make up for this."

　　 "I am grateful," the little duke smiled bitterly, holding up two glasses of red wine, and handing a glass to Robik. "This sentence from the mouth of the youngest police chief really relieved me— Do you know how Duke Cullen encouraged me?"

　　 Robik took the red wine happily—his restraint had disappeared for some time—with a smile as he watched the little duke imitating the tone and posture of the potbellied east coast duke.

　　 "Don't worry, little Jane! You know, your father and I grew up spanked by the king--" The little Duke twisted his expression, and said with a blushing face and thick throat. "——So, if anyone questions our qualifications, we will show him our ass!"

　　 Robik and the little duke laughed again, then clinked their glasses happily and drank them.

　　The low profile of the high-ranking people can always maximize the goodwill of the low-ranking people.

　　 After a cordial and friendly greeting, I finally got to the point.

　　The little duke finally frowned.

　　 "Need a lot of corpses? Old friends? A banquet?" The young Duke Kevin Deer wondered: "That man really said that?"

　　 Robik nodded solemnly: "He said he took your order from your lord, but as far as I know——"

　　 "No matter how crazy I am, I won't give such an order!" Duke Kevin Deere put down his wine glass with a serious face and waved decisively.

　　 Seeing the little duke's behavior, Robik finally felt relieved.

　　 "I'm just a novice who is not familiar with government affairs, and I haven't paid attention to contact with the Blood Bottle Gang for a long time-but you are an experienced and well-versed in the world. What do you think of this?" He raised his head and asked seriously.

　　The humility and respectfulness of the little duke made Robik very useful, so he wholeheartedly offered his own opinions:

　　"As far as I know, it’s rare to consume corpses. The mysterious magicians have been dead for a long time, and the sacrifice of evil gods or demons has not appeared for a long time. And the blood bottle gang can never be for the development of medicine and Therapeutics career-so the remaining races are those who live on corpses or blood." Robik analyzed carefully.

　　Jean Kevin Deere nodded slowly, closed his eyes, as if thinking about something. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and stared at Robick, incredulously:

　　 "Longevity species?"

　　 Robik nodded affirmatively.

　　 The little duke let out a long sigh.

　　 The Chief of Vigilance stopped speaking. He knew that he only had to wait for this young, promising and powerful nobleman to give his final decision.

　　 "In an orderly and gradual way, the underground gangs are incorporated into the kingdom's system and laws by means of buying and winnowing--" The young duke's expression was not good, and behind his hands, he began to walk slowly in the room. This Robik can't help but think of the old duke, "——This is the governance policy that my great-grandfather ordered to implement since the reign of Kessel IV. For decades, the Blood Bottle Gang has been a fruitful example." /

　　 "But now it seems that once they fall into the gangs, they will inevitably expose their lawless nature," the little duke frowned, carefully choosing the words: "Of course there are emerging gangs that squeeze their living space. Reason, but blindly pampering is certainly not a long-term solution."

　　 "The use of Red Square Street to set up an ambush, unprovoked endangering the lives and property of the residents of the kingdom, and even alarming the Imperial Conference, making His Majesty angry and condemned is already very excessive, and even the evil deeds are obvious——"

　　 The little duke’s face was solemn and majestic, and his words were firm and dignified. Every word and every word hit Robik’s heart just right, making him admire:

　　"——After the internal fight failed, I didn’t restrain my temper and licked the wound. I even wanted to jump over the wall eagerly, using external and foreign power to turn over, and even threatened the Kingdom Security Agency in my name and demanded the corpses of the people."

　　 "It's ridiculous!"

　　 Robik lowered his head and waited for the final verdict of Tricolor Iris.

　　 "Ashford!" The little duke said sharply, and in response was a gray-haired old butler in formal clothes.

　　 Robik recognized that this was Ashford, the old Duke’s most trusted butler, and quickly nodded in salute.

　　The old butler responded meticulously, and then listened to the command of the young master:

　　"The contact with the blood bottle gang, who is it recently-forget it, no matter who it is, you will let him come to my study to explain later!"

　　" Send a team of people, holding the tricolor iris flag, to ask the person who can talk about the blood bottle help-the beloved general who threatened my father, the guard of the kingdom, they must give me an account for this account !"

　　"Another team will be sent to bring a terminator knight to find out their new guests, wolves or vampires who blaspheme the corpse and blood! If any violation of "Human Kingdoms and Longevity" is found The behavior of the “Species Convention”, don’t need to ask, just grab them by their heads—forget it, it’s too dirty—take them to feed the dogs!"

　　"Prepare the carriage and costumes, my schedule is ahead of schedule, and I will go to Fuxing Palace next week. Alas, it’s the gangster and the grass people after all. I don’t know if your Majesty would like to listen to me--"

　　"Let me know about the secret branch of the kingdom, Master Morat should pay attention to the feast collar and Yemang Mountain! The longevity seed enjoys the corpse in the king's capital? Huh! When was the last time they gathered together? The Year of Blood If you let me know, those vampires and wild wolves are going to interfere in internal affairs and subvert the stars—"

　　 Robik heard this and knew he could not listen anymore, bowed quickly, and exited the study under the Duke’s friendly and encouraging gaze.

　　 Behind him, the little duke is still dissatisfied with his steward.

　　 The Chief of Vigilance stepped out of the door of the Kevin Deere Family Manor and exhaled with confidence. Tonight, he asked the Duke's intentions, and he would not suffer because of the conflict with the Blood Bottle Gang.

　　 The most important thing is that he met Duke Jean Kevin Deere himself, and sincerely felt that--

　　 There is still hope for this decadent old kingdom.

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　　 After confirming that Robik had left the manor, Ashford the butler silently closed the study door.

　　 Duke Jayne closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and sat down on the chair.

　　 "I really admire him, a man in his forties still has so much enthusiasm--" Jen squeezed the bridge of his nose, moving gracefully to relieve fatigue, and a tired face: "It seems He can really change something. It's a pity, taking care of the self-esteem of your subjects is also a compulsory course for the superior."

　　 "The old man is very optimistic about his talents-besides, maybe he is more worried that the discord with the blood bottle gang will affect your perception, my lord." Ashford said calmly The host poured a glass of fine wine, then walked back to the wine table and began to wipe a lot of bottles, especially the bottle of rye.

　　"Speaking of the blood bottle gang." Jen picked up the wine glass and took a sip, feeling the sweetness.

　　 But he immediately shook his head, showing a helpless expression: "It is really dumbfounding to go to the police station to get the corpse openly. Magicians are all magical apprentices, I think they will have the corresponding wisdom." /

　　 "Their leader, the Qi Magician, disappeared in the battle last night." Ashford silently reminded his master, "Furthermore, the defeat of the Blood Bottle Gang made them too stretched in terms of manpower. , I must not even have enough blood to entertain Corleone's house-so he made a bad decision." Ashford didn't even look at Jen, but intently wiped the bottle of the old duke that he hadn't been willing to drink during his lifetime. Spirits.

　　 "The cost of losing this must-see battle is indeed very high." Jen groaned and gently shook the goblet in his hand.

　　"However, I always have to make up for my own mistakes."

　　 "The Exeter envoy will enter the country next month, I am afraid that the manpower scheduled to be drawn from the blood bottle gang will not be in place." Jann looked down at the wine in the glass, and inhaled the wine with worry. Fragrant.

　　 He closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, slowly loosened the button on his collar, and took another sip of wine.

　　 wine entered his throat, and Jane looked up and saw the portrait of his father.

　　's kind smile made Jen feel even more burdened.

　　 "At least the Corleone family responded to your invitation as soon as possible, and letters to others have been secretly sent. According to their relationship with Iris, I believe there will be a reply soon." Ashford said lightly. .

　　 "Huh, Corleone's house-the head of the'next seven' in the kingdom of night, but only three people and some blood slaves came." Jane frowned and poured the wine from the bottom of the glass and closed his eyes , Rubbing his temples gently: "This is not like their traditional style."

　　 Ashford lowered his head and motioned that he was listening.

　　"A multi-generation blood family rich in blood princes, who wants to shed blood, is similar to the beggars in Xiacheng. It is enough to absorb the blood from the corpse, but he can’t wait to reach out for the blood of living human Want to be a good player at the mortal level and the super level." Jann slowly opened his eyes.

　　Jane's eyes became darker and darker, he took the wine that Ashford had added, and said quietly:

　　 "It's a pity."

　　 "After all, you are the person who'invited' them, and the host who provided'board and lodging'." Ashford silently emphasized the sentence to remind his host.

　　 "They concealed the truth-the truth about the recent situation of the Corleone family." Jann said blankly. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of ice cold. He coldly: "And any accident may ruin our plan."

　　 I only listened to him solemnly:

　　 "Let Seychelles and Cassian, with four teams of knights, go to the creeper manor."

　　"First talk to Nekra and hit the blood bottle gang. As long as they don’t do anything wrong, Iris will guarantee their survival."

　　"Since you are the loser, why do you jump up and down?"

　　"Then the three vampires from the Eastern Continent."

　　 Jayne Kevin Deere’s tone is categorical and unquestionable, the expression on the round face is calm, but unreasonably terrifying.

　　"Find out their hidden secrets."

　　 "If they don't cooperate—"

　　"Drafting an official letter to the Temple of the Sun, the Kevin Deere family has always been loyal to the Maharaja Sun, and encloses the heads of three vampires and says hello."

　　"The intelligence line sent to the Eastern Continent-I want to know, all the recent events in the Kingdom of Night."

　　 "These three blood races are no longer available. Let's find someone else to do that."

　　 Duke Jane gently put down the cup on his hand.

　　Compared to this, King Kessel will turn forty-eight next year, and all the kings of the previous generations selected heirs at this age node (the time when Lor Star reincarnated four times in the starry sky). This is a critical moment for the replacement of the throne, and the see-saw and contest with the other five giants is the key.

　　If the star is destined to extinct.

　　 Then Leinster Kevin Deere, who has always fought by the side of Tormund I, let his equally outstanding descendants, let his tricolor iris flag, take the oath of the Revival King.

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　　 Thinking of this, Jen felt his shoulders heavier and stronger.

　　 But when he thinks of the fat Duke Cullen, Jen's pupils move slightly, and he chuckles, but there is no warmth in his eyes.

　　 Ashford put down the bottle in hand, bowed perfectly without discerning his expression, and walked away.

　　 "By the way, although it is a trivial matter, let Seychelles ask about Necla."

　　 Jann raised his head and saw Duke Kevin Deere under the tricolor iris, his eyes were deep and he added:

　　"How was the trial in Mindis Hall?"

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