Monarch of Evernight: The fifty-two ginseng merchants finally disappeared

bsp;Reynold broke the silence, nodded slightly to the Speaker and said: "The situation in the floating land battle was not good before. I think you have the intention to abandon the defense?"

The Speaker smiled slightly, did not answer, and raised his hand to signal Renault to continue.

"Since the resource war has now been transformed into a **** war, the calculation of the results should also follow the rules of a **** war. The prince is not responsible for the outcome of the war on the battlefield, but only monitors the **** battle."

The Speaker said: "That should indeed be the case." He thought for a while and then said: "However, people like Princess Haimi of the Great Qin Royal Family, although they were the target of **** battles with Son Edward and the others back then, the strong human race It’s growing much faster than us, do we need to make some differences?”

Reno said calmly: "Bloody battles are our tradition for training the younger generation. We just have to set a rough range. Do we have to specifically select opponents who are not as strong as them?"

The Speaker smiled and said: "You are right, I think too much. I accept your point of view."

Shaska and Amiro nodded to Renault, agreeing to his proposal.

Reynold turned to Medanzo and Habbs, raised his finger slightly in the air, and raised a field of blood. The other giants around the round table all looked away from the Vampires as a courtesy, allowing the Vampires to conduct their own internal deliberations.

Reynold said: "Habs's spoils will all belong to him personally. The other clans participating in the war will give one-tenth of the commission to the Spock clan. Habs can also make a request as additional compensation."

Medanzuo said coldly: "But after a **** battle, you still managed to get him a surveillance..."

Leno said directly: "If you don't want Howard to get benefits, give them to Habs." He turned to Habs and said: "What compensation do you want?"

Habbs was silent for a while, then looked at Metanzo, and said slowly: "Federn's Rom, I want his blood power." To ask for the blood power of a vampire is equivalent to asking for the blood power of a vampire. The other person’s life.

Medanzo was furious, "Habbs, he is the Grand Duke! Two years ago, you were just a Grand Duke!"

Habbs’ sapphire-like eyes were cold and lifeless, “Just put some effort into making another puppet like this.”

Reynold raised his eyebrows slightly. He had no impression of the surname Federen. He was probably a vassal of Dracula. The patriarch of this kind of clan is usually only a deputy duke. If a grand duke emerges, he will definitely be listed in the report to him by Renault's descendants as a major event, and Federn's own ranking will also leap forward and enter the king's field of vision.

You must know that even if it is as strong as the twelve ancient clans, once the blood mark is dim and no one can light it up again, the clan leaders and elders will stop at the Grand Duke.

Federen gave birth to a grand duke but kept it secret. It is very likely that there is something wrong with the bloodline. For example, he can no longer be regarded as the heir of Feideen, or he has other problems that cannot be identified through the clan blood pool.

Besides, creating a grand duke is not as easy as Habbs said. Not to mention the massive resources required, looking at the entire vampire family, only the ancient blood pools of the twelve clans have this ability.

Since Renault heard the subtext of the two people's words, he interjected: "Habbs, the reason?"

No matter where the Grand Duke came from, he is already a Grand Duke. Even if the Grand Lord wants to deal with him, he needs a justifiable reason.

Habbs said calmly: "I was injured when I was fighting against the human race's King Qingyang. Directly absorbing the power of blood is the fastest way."

This reason is not easy to say to others, nor is it easy to do clearly, but the two princes present can understand it. Even they themselves, in their long careers, have done similar things when they were in danger of almost death.

"As for why it's Rom? Actually, I'm not interested in his dealings with humans or demons. But every time after he spies on my whereabouts, I end up in danger on the human side, which makes people very uncomfortable. I'm happy. Last time, Rom went to Fenghuo Continent, and then I almost stepped into the trap of the Great Qin Marshal Lin Xitang. Recently, he went to the Great Qin Imperial Capital, and the King of Qin Zhang Boqian attacked me when he saw me. Well, it's Mei. In the presence of His Majesty Danzo and His Majesty Crassus and Lothar."

Medanzuo's expression became a little strange. He opened his mouth to speak, but seemed a little unsure of what to say.

If you really want to defend what Habs said, there are a lot of loopholes. But when the kings decide on something, they don't need perfect logic, and Renault is obviously like this.

He nodded and said: "Okay, I will inform the Federn clan to send Rom to report to you later."

Medanzo seemed to have given up on the matter anymore, and said sadly: "Habbs, please do it more cleanly, don't let people escape, it will be bad if things happen."

Habbs smiled at Metanzo and said, "I know." There was no smile in his cold eyes.

At this time, Renault said slowly: "I will go back to sleep after the **** battle."

Then the two of them stopped talking.

Now that an agreement has been reached, the meeting ends.

The Speaker and the giants left one after another, and in the end only Medanzo and Renault were left.

Medanzo said angrily: "My dear Renault, you are too spoiled to children."

Reno's face turned cold, and his soft expression became cold and hard, "Dear Metanzo, my old friend, young Habs now has the same authority as us. This is my opinion, and it should be the same. Is Her Majesty Lilith’s attitude?”

Medanzuo straightened his back and almost stood up and walked away, but in the end he didn't move. "You're being generous, this kid might be Ye Tong's opponent in the future."

Reynold sighed, his expression softened, "My dear old friend, the opportunities for us to sit together and talk are becoming less and less. So even if you will be unhappy, I still have to say it. You have always felt sorry for me in your heart. Habs doesn’t think so, right? Otherwise, why wouldn’t he check his true age?”

Medanzuo was stunned.

Reno said: "The information the descendants gave me said that he will enter middle age in more than twenty years, but don't you really think there is a problem? Habbs should be about the same age as Edward of the Pas clan. ."

Medanzuo's face suddenly turned pale, his old wounds were being pulled at this moment, and there was a slight smell of blood in his throat. He had thought that Lilith had met Habs, and there was no reason why Lilith couldn't see things that Renault could see, and she didn't say anything about it.

Medanzuo said: "Whose consciousness do you want to say he is also awakening?"

Reynold shook his head, "It's not like that. Alas, too much of our racial heritage has been lost in the holy river. Haven't you and I also lost a lot of our memories? However, my dear old friend, there is You should remember two things."

"First, the blood mark is not limited by the upper limit of the previous ancestor's power. Moreover, the Crown of Fire is the darkest flame, and its power is not weak. Back then, Samael stayed there because he was unwilling to devour his brother. On the princely level."

"In addition, even if all the vampires don't know it now, you and I, who hold the power of the second generation ancestor, should not forget that the ranking of the blood mark is not constant. Speaking of which, my current clan ranking is tenth. But How long ago was the last time you competed in the rankings? One thousand years ago or two thousand years ago? Andua was still an impulsive young man at that time!"

At this point, Renault laughed softly. Metanzo didn't have that intention, and his face was stiff.

Reno stood up, patted Medanzo on the shoulder and said: "My dear old friend, there is no shame in showing respect to strength. If Habbs is about the same age as Edward, it means that he will have a full hundred years. years of activity.”

This last sentence is the key point. Medanzo seemed to be convinced and disappeared from the round table with Renault.

Habbs walked out of the palace gate step by step, and then walked down the ninety-nine steps in a leisurely manner.

When he stepped onto the ground, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed his chest. There was a piece of blood amber, one of the hardest substances in the world, and where the blood prince's lifelong strength and essence lies. Just now, there was a tiny crack in the blood amber, and it healed in an instant, as if nothing had happened, and his body didn't even feel pain.

However, Habbs knew that the drop of source blood he had separated in the distance once again collided with the secret of heaven, or in the parlance of the eternal night world, with destiny.

He has never understood, "Lin, why do you despise fate so much when you can see fate?"

The imperial capital.

On the afternoon of the fifth day after Zhang Boqian returned to the imperial capital, Lin Xitang regained his mobility. At this time, the palace servants had just cleared away the dining table, and the time for the imperial doctor's follow-up consultation had not yet arrived, so the entire Tianji Pavilion was quiet.

Lin Xitang stood up from the recliner and moved the joints of his hands and feet. Although the royal doctor came to massage him every day to prevent muscle atrophy, not walking normally for a month still left him feeling weak under his feet.

Lin Xitang walked out of Tianji Pavilion all the way, just as Emperor Hao said, without any hindrance. At the foot of the mountain, pass through the fifty-meter buffer zone in front of you and then exit the restricted area. Going forward is a settlement area where Tianjishi are enshrined by the emperor's house.

At this time, Lin Xitang saw a box carriage parked on the buffer zone. It had no markings and was simple and elegant in style. The driver seemed to be waiting for him. He stood beside the car and opened the door respectfully.

Lin Xitang was not surprised. He walked over and said, "Where are you going?"

The driver bent down and said: "The young one is ordered to take the adults wherever they want to go."

Lin Xitang smiled and said, "Prince Qingyang's Mansion." After saying that, he calmly sat in the carriage.

The driver remained calm, carefully closed the car door, and jumped into the driver's seat, as if he was carrying out the most ordinary journey for his master.

Weiyang Palace, Xiaolan Palace.

The small court meeting hosted by Emperor Hao is coming to an end.

The two civil affairs ministers of the cabinet were writing quickly on the desk next to them, sorting out the matters that had just been agreed upon, and working out more complete terms on some details. After the Weiyang Palace issued a series of decrees yesterday, it had been dealing with military affairs all day long. It was only at noon today that there was room to queue up urgent matters from civil affairs.

Several nobles and heads of aristocratic families took this opportunity to chat in groups in low voices about some relatively relaxed topics. The figure of King Qingyang Wei'an stood at the back window of Xiaolan Palace, as if he was attracted by the tall kapok tree. eyes.

Behind a bead curtain is the desk where Emperor Hao usually writes. Now he is leaning on the table, flipping through a book, occasionally writing down a few words.

A chamberlain ducked in from a side door with half-crotched waist, and said something in Hao Di's ear.

Emperor Hao nodded, so the chamberlain went out and led another chamberlain in.

The man reported in a very low voice: "The Duke is up...Yes, very good...went to the palace." The servant's somewhat sharp voice became muffled after being lowered, and in the end it was even harder to hear. I know what the word "王fu" is in front of it.