Chapter 122 121 The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture is a coward!
Chapter 122 121. The Grand Duke of the Blood Vulture is a coward!
How much source blood does Murphy still have? This is a question that only he knows the answer to.
He actually doesn't know what purpose this thing has besides breaking the blood contract and strengthening the vampire's power? But it is undoubtedly a good thing! Since it is a good thing, he must stock up on more.
At this time, facing Tris's question, Murphy blinked in the dark and replied:
"you guess?"
"You annoying little guy, your Lord Justice is asking you serious questions."
Tris was stunned for a moment.
But the relationship between the two that had just changed seemed to have returned to its previous intimate and relaxed state because of Murphy's joke. Tris let out a sigh of relief in her heart, and she didn't even know what she was nervous about.
The Grand Duchess snorted and raised her fingers at Murphy.
The two returned to the secret treasure house where they could isolate themselves from exploration and eavesdropping. After Murphy closed the door, Tris sat on a chair and explained to him:
"I'm not coveting the source blood in your hand, Murphy. The power-granting and contract-breaking effect of that thing will only take effect once in the long life of each vampire. You and I have both drank it, and its meaning to us is only
What remains is the instant recovery at the critical moment.
I'm asking you if you have source blood in your hands because it's relevant to the research I'm currently conducting.
Research related to your warriors from other worlds."
"Um?"
Murphy looked at Tris in surprise.
The Grand Duchess reached out and took off her crown and played with it in her hands. Then she stretched her body and returned to the lazy "disabled form". She explained in a long voice:
"Actually, my research on them started when I met them. After you taught me how to establish a good relationship with them, and by letting them run errands, I collected some 'psionic specimens' from them.
.
Little Murphy, the technique you used to summon them into our world is actually not fundamentally different from the technique you are currently using to summon the astral wolf.
They enter our world like astral projections and absorb the psychic factors floating between heaven and earth to exist for a long time. After their own psychic projections are destroyed, they need to be regenerated, and this process takes exactly three days.
You seem to be very good at summoning, and perhaps your exploration of spiritual power can also take this path.
But we’ll talk about this later.
What I want to tell you is that since your alien warriors are special ‘summons’, they can also be strengthened by the summoner’s special skills.
Although their form of existence is more complicated, my research during this period can confirm to you that only some subtle media are needed to cause corresponding changes in their form of existence in our world."
She looked at Murphy and announced her conclusion.
she says:
"You told me that the key to driving your warriors to do things and discover their potential is the reward, so I ask you, have you ever thought of giving them the power of the Midnight Mother as a reward?"
"this"
Murphy clenched his fists and said excitedly:
"Of course I've thought about it! But they can't become vampires through first embrace. They don't have physical blood for first embrace."
"That's exactly what I'm telling you."
Tris stood up, moving her body and limbs that seemed a little energetic due to the return of strength, jumping around without the majesty of the patriarch, and said to Murphy:
"We can make them 'vampires' by weaving psychic medium, without having to go through the traditional first embrace! Of course, to do this I need a very special blood sample, which must be the kind that can resonate strongly with psychic energy.
And can be integrated into psychic energy to produce long-lasting blood samples.
I thought about using the blood of the Archduke of Sarokdar to do this, but after realizing that you still have a lot of source blood in your hands, I had a better experimental medium."
She walked up to Murphy, stretched out her hand to him, and said:
"Give me some, not too much, just enough for repeated experiments. My theoretical setup has been completed. After I prepare for the ceremony, I may need one of your warriors to volunteer to be a test subject.
But I have to say it in advance.
This experiment comes with certain dangers.
If their entity projection weaving process is disrupted to the point of failure and cannot be restored, this means you may lose a warrior forever."
"I can understand the risk. What I want to find out is, will our experiments in this world affect their entities in another world?"
Murphy said seriously:
"This must be guaranteed! I can accept the regret of losing the service of a warrior, but I do not want these warriors who have contributed to our cause to suffer real harm."
"Of course it's guaranteed! How can things that happen in the material world affect their entities in another world? Your basic knowledge of psychic powers is so unreliable!"
Tris hit Murphy on the head, rolled her eyes and said:
"Besides, I am a powerful psychic master, so I still have some safeguards in place."
"Then, I can completely cooperate with you."
Murphy happily opened the psychic bag, took out a jar of source blood and handed it to Tris.
But the Grand Duchess's eyes were looking straight at the gap between Murphy's psychic bag that had not yet been closed, and the flickering light of source blood inside lit up Tris's eyes.
After a few seconds, the newly appointed Grand Duke of Blood Vultures angrily jumped on the spot and cursed:
"Hey Murphy! You have emptied the holy blood pool, right? There are no less than thirty cans of source blood in your bag alone. I have enough reasons to believe that you must have more pure blood in your hand.
The source blood is hidden elsewhere!
This is a family sacred item! Little bastard!
Hand it over!
With it, the Blood Vulture Clan can quickly grow its members again without risk."
"No, I refuse. I have worked hard to get this. You can't take it all away so harshly."
Murphy kept backing away while holding his psychic bag, and said:
"I asked Palano, and he told me that the lost holy blood pool of the Blood Eagle Clan can be regained from the mysterious origin of the Scarlet Holy Land in the 'Holy Blood Seal' starting next year! You can go with us and get some back.
Wouldn’t that be great?
These are our private collection!
This is the holy object of origin, the real secret treasure! Who wouldn’t want it?”
"You, you, you! Are you going to make me angry to death?"
Seeing Murphy being so determined, the new Grand Duke stomped her feet angrily on the spot. She no longer had the unparalleled elegance and majesty of her just now. She said slightly angrily:
"Since the Holy Blood Patrol, in the more than a thousand years that vampires have existed on the mainland, there has never been a single bastard vampire who is as disrespectful to the origin as you are, Murphy!
I know you hate the rules and regulations of the Blood Eagle Clan, but the most basic respect for the ancient and sacred principles is what you must have. If you hide so much source blood and Lord Paying or other vampire clan leaders find out, it will be a failure first.
The consequences of asking!
We are blood vultures!
We have to do things according to the rules."
"But you are the Grand Duke, and I am the Grand Duke's heir!"
Murphy asked rhetorically:
"Aren't our words new rules? In the past, we were marginalized people and were oppressed by family rules. Now we have become patriarchs and earls and are still bound by rules. Isn't everything in between in vain?"
"You are still young and you don't understand. These ancient rules not only bind us, but also protect us."
Tris sighed.
She no longer mentioned the matter of asking for the origin blood, but shook her head helplessly and turned around, planning to pack up her things and leave her "grand public camp" to have a good rest and think about tonight's events.
Murphy looked at Tris's back as she packed up her things and left, and suddenly said:
"Well, Tris, you asked me to calm down and think about our relationship before. I think I have the answer."
"Huh? So fast?"
Tris is in a hurry to leave. In addition to really going back to do experiments, she also has another consideration: try to avoid being alone with Murphy during his "cooling off period", so as not to affect his consideration of this matter again.
"I think you should spend more time. Hmm."
What answered her was fiery lips.
When Tris felt something was wrong, Murphy's arm had already wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her whole body towards him. Then under Tris' eyes with dilated pupils, the young vampire who was only 19 years old in front of her looked so A
Come up.
Their lips touched together.
At this time, there is no need for any reply or language.
Murphy used practical actions to show Tris his re-established impression of Tris after stripping away the influence of the bonding contract and his final decision on this relationship.
too suddenly.
It was so sudden that the Blood Vulture Grand Duke was at a loss.
In all the situations she had imagined, there seemed to be no option that was not very consistent with the Vampire Haze style.
This made her instinctively want to push Murphy away.
But the struggle at the beginning soon turned into weakness due to the other party's unabashed fierceness, and then his own actions became gentle and even catered to him due to the symbolic push.
The emotions she had accumulated during the past year or so of being together exploded violently in her heart.
What filled her mind at this moment were all the little moments when Murphy took care of her, as well as the almost coquettish banter between the two when they were occasionally intimate.
The two lives with a complicated relationship embraced each other in this glorious place, their lips and teeth interlocked, and they responded to the passage of time with arms around and kissing. Until Tris' tongue clumsily attached to her lips and teeth under the guidance of Murphy, she
Then I suddenly woke up.
Blanch!
What are you doing?
Her struggle became more intense again, and Murphy felt this change and let her go quite gently.
He is not one of those impatient little virgins. His past and present life combined for more than forty years are enough for him to become gentle and considerate at this time.
"That's my answer."
Murphy wiped the blood from his lips.
Tris's kissing experience cannot be said to be clumsy, it can be said that she has no kissing experience at all. To put it inappropriately, when Tris was in love just now, he felt as if a little fragrant pig had chewed his mouth.
No skills at all.
It's all about emotion
Under the complicated gaze of Tris, Murphy brushed his messy long hair and said to her:
"I thought that after being isolated from the influence of the bonding contract, I would no longer be lost in your charm like the blood descendant's pursuit of the elder, but it turns out that I seemed to think about this a bit simply. After all, the heartbeat is
It doesn’t make sense.”
At this moment, Murphy thought of the words that Reifno told him when he said goodbye to him, which were deep in the heart of this body, so Murphy said it naturally:
"Tris, I admit that this is a bit obscene, but in the more than a year that I have been taking care of you, my purpose is not simply to connect the contract, nor to affect my feelings for you, but to use that mysterious power to make this relationship
This young man's attachment and pursuit are rationalized.
Therefore, after its influence was eliminated, I was finally able to calmly examine my feelings for you.
Then I discovered that, in fact, I have never changed, especially the events that have happened in the past month or so have deepened this emotion. Of course, we have not yet come to the point where we can call it 'like' or 'love'
'The point.
But I cannot deny that I do have a deep and special affection for you that is different from other ladies.
And judging from your reaction just now
I am honored to believe that you seem to treat me the same way."
"not like this!"
Tris covered her hot cheeks and said in a pale tone:
"You're just too young, so you don't understand the way Immortals treat feelings. You can't transform a burst of feelings into such a radical relationship in such a short period of time like a human."
"But underneath this vampire appearance, I have a human soul!"
Murphy complained helplessly in his heart.
He also wanted to explain.
But Tris took a deep breath to calm down. She reached out and touched the scar on her neck, and said to Murphy with a touch of low sadness:
"And the most important thing is that you don't know me, little Murphy. All you know is the loser Tris who had to give up all her ambitions and viciousness and become peaceful because she lost her power.
You don't understand what kind of monster the Scarlet Witch was, who lived a crazy and vicious life in the first half of my life.
This scar is the painful lesson she taught me.
you do not know"
Tris looked at Murphy, she hesitated, bit her lip and said:
"I told you before that Salokdar's crazy plan for Femis was proposed by me. Maybe it was just my crazy conjecture at that time, but Salokdar used a more radical method than me, and
Learned some mysterious subspace knowledge and turned it into reality.
And that was just one of the many wrong things I did in these crazy times.
Murphy, that's what I'm saying.
After you truly understand me, you will fear me, stay away from me, and even be hostile to me.
Scarlet Witch is out of tune with you
I used to be able to convince myself that when I was weak, I had completely buried that crazy and vicious female bastard, but now that my strength has returned, maybe that ghost will reappear."
She grabbed the braid on her chest, her worry undisguised in her words.
But Murphy shook his head and stepped forward. In response to Tris's stiff body, he gently and dexterously unraveled her braids, and transformed her back into her previous look of a loser with long hair shawl, covering the corners of her seductive eyes.
"It looks much better this way."
Murphy took a step back in a gentlemanly manner, looked up and down, and said to Tris with satisfaction:
"Your past is a trouble that you need to deal with on your own. I have never been involved and I don't care. As long as you don't want to destroy the world, I think I can accept it. Even if you really want to destroy the world, I will
I can also smile and hand you the torch that lights up the world.
The differences between justice, evil, light, and darkness are of little significance to me. What I yearn for is a kind of freedom that you may not be able to understand, and I am sure that our understanding of this world is different in your eyes.
You have your craziness, and I have mine.
After all, what vampire doesn't have a few innocuous little secrets?
Furthermore, the lives of us vampires are always long, so don’t jump to conclusions so early. We are not here to settle down for the rest of our lives, but there are still many things to do after we have a good impression of each other.
Miss Tris, please believe me, I am not that casual when it comes to feelings.
I guess neither are you."
"What the hell is this name?"
Tris scolded dissatisfiedly:
"I'm 432 years older than you! Please respect me, okay?"
"Okay, okay, Mrs. Tracey."
Murphy shrugged. Confessing his feelings made him feel happy. He took Tris's hand as naturally as before and said:
"Do you want to go back together? It's not my style to let a lady walk alone at night. Considering that I am trying to win your favor, maybe I should behave more like a gentleman?"
"loquacious."
Tris rolled her eyes and calmed down her mind.
She rolled her eyes and said:
"Carry me!"
"ah?"
Murphy looked at her in surprise, his blank eyes expressing everything.
I carried you out of the city because you were about to die at that time, but now you are a gold-level psychic master, and your wings are three times bigger than mine! So, are you so lazy that you don’t even want to leave?
"Count Cadman! Carry your grand duchess back to the camp. I am very tired tonight and frightened by your crazy speech. Now I am too lazy to walk or fly.
This is the Grand Duke’s order!
Your Excellency, Earl Cadman, you don’t want to be severely punished by your superiors for refusing the Grand Duke’s instructions, right?”
Tris played with the serenade cane and said something.
A few minutes later, Murphy carried Tris on his back and left the Blood Eagle Corridor through the secret passage. It was a big surprise that the new Grand Duchess and Count Cadman's intimate gesture was seen outside.
Murphy walked briskly across the water source and waterfall of the underground cave. In the dark night, Mrs. Tracey rubbed Murphy's back comfortably, then leaned against it and closed her eyes.
I always feel that this weird relationship will become quite troublesome if it goes further. Besides, does this young man Murphy know what love is?
How could he know better than himself, an ancient vampire who is almost 500 years old?
Therefore, it is better to maintain a comfortable distance for both of us for the time being and deal with those troublesome matters later.
She thought so and seemed to have convinced herself.
When Murphy jumped off the waterfall and glided in the darkness with her on his back, Tris quietly touched her lips. There seemed to still be some warmth from the passionate kiss just now, as well as Murphy's very gentlemanly expression just now.
The hand on his waist also left the same unsettling temperature.
That is a temperature that can make a vampire panic even more than the scorching sun.
