In the bedroom, Geta carefully fed Robert the decoction, then began to bandage the wound on his shoulder, complaining dissatisfiedly.
"Huh, you're so cruel, it's really my seed." Robert didn't look angry, he sounded a little bit proud, which made the young wife Geta just roll her eyes.
"If you continue to indulge like this, you may be killed by this daughter picked up by the roadside one day." Geta said coldly.
"In that case, I will get my long-cherished wish." Robert snorted, "Besides, she was not picked up on the roadside, so be careful what you say."
"I've never heard you say you have this daughter." Geta hid the resentment in his heart deeply, and said with resentment on the surface, "She is almost close to my age."
"Alas." Robert shook his head and said nothing.
"I've done some calculations. Weren't you just over 20 years old at that time and haven't left your hometown in Normandy yet?" Getta said as if he was trying casually, "Could it be that your father arranged for you to be the fiancée?"
"Oh, I was not taken seriously at home at all at that time. My father wouldn't even speak to me more than once a day. How could he possibly arrange a marriage for me?" Robert sneered, "Her mother is actually my sister Sally.
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Oh, unethical things.
Geta immediately stopped talking. This matter would be shocking in other places, but it is common among extraordinary Norman families. The simplest reason: blood purification.
Due to the problem of genetic contamination, extraordinary beings themselves are almost unable to give birth to offspring normally with other extraordinary beings of different bloodlines or ordinary humans. If the bloodline is suppressed and forced to give birth, the children born will easily die early.
Therefore, the fastest way is for all members of the entire family to follow the same bloodline route and then intermarry with each other, thus avoiding the side effects of reproductive isolation or early death of offspring.
Of course, if you want to marry a woman from outside the family, that's fine. The premise is that the other party must be an ordinary person and be willing to take the magic potion in order and follow the bloodline route controlled by the family. This is called "integration" in the supernatural world.
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The same is true for Geta. Currently, she has been upgraded to lv.6. When the "Northern Horn" bloodline is mature, she can give birth to an heir for Robert.
Because of this, Geta, who is a mistress and temporarily childless, is naturally extremely vigilant and hates this "wild daughter" who suddenly appears.
"By the way." She suddenly remembered something and asked again, "Hydrifa's bloodline is also the 'Northern Horn'?"
"Of course." Robert replied subconsciously, "Didn't you see her full head of silver-white hair?"
However, he was suddenly stunned. Those with white hair are of the Northern Horn bloodline? Not necessarily. It is said that other bloodlines in the Northern sequence will also have white hair due to the escape of ice power...
That’s too ridiculous! Robert quickly gave up this groundless speculation. You must know that when the ancient Viking clan spread across the board and the northern sequence was divided among the major families, who didn’t regard their own bloodline as a treasure of inheritance?
Since there is no doubt that Sidrifa must be of Otterville blood, then if her extraordinary bloodline is not the Horn of the North, is there another family of Viking descendants who gave her bloodline to her? Is that family stupid, giving up their precious bloodline knowledge like this?
Hand it over casually? To someone from the Hauteville family?
Of course, this was impossible. Robert laughed dumbly and just found a chance to ask her later.
In the eastern part of Sicily, at the foot of Mount Etna, lies the remote town of Bronto.
The local guerrillas stood in a row in horror, their bodies stiff and out of control, watching as several extraordinary beings walked by in front of them.
"That's all?" Medea asked in surprise.
Mi'er did not answer, but walked towards the leader of the guerrillas and asked:
"Are you from the Sinquemani family?"
The leader opened his mouth blankly, but did not speak. He only heard the old man in black robe behind him saying:
"I have released control of his body."
Medea frowned slightly in discomfort.
Yesterday, she would never have imagined that the old man who had attacked her before was actually Mi'er's demigod.
How many demigods does this guy have under his command? Miss Succubus was a little surprised, and her assessment of Mi'er's strength and importance increased greatly.
Of course, maybe this is the real purpose of the old demigod.
"I'll do it." Seeing that Mi'er couldn't get any information out of her for a long time, Medea volunteered.
Compared with crude psychological searches, the manipulation rules were far more advanced. Under the influence of extraordinary power, the guerrilla leader soon revealed everything:
This guy's name is Francis Sinquemani, but surprisingly, he is not actually a member of the Sinquemani family.
Eighteen years ago, the Hauteville family invaded Sicily, and a large number of Sicilian native nobles rose up to resist. Of course, they were massacred by the Normans.
However, the matter did not end, because the Normans, who only knew how to fight and plunder, were not good at managing the estate economy. Under the harsh and cruel oppression of the new knight lords, a large number of serfs abandoned the land they originally cultivated and hid in the mountains.
Transformed bandits robbed the road.
Gradually, some bandits began to pretend to take noble surnames, for example, fabricating rumors such as "I am a descendant of the xx family, and I am a Sicilian brother, so come and kill me", attacked surrounding manors and forced more serfs to join them.
So just like that, the Sicilian nobles who had been slaughtered "resurrected", and then they were wanted and wiped out across the island by the Hauteville family, who were facing a formidable enemy.
The fate of these "Sicilian nobles" was usually captured or killed in months-long siege wars. A small number of them were lucky enough to escape overseas until order on the island was stabilized again.
Within a few years, the serfs who could not bear the cruel oppression once again ran away one after another, and then formed a banditry team, integrated and annexed each other, and began to assume noble surnames to build momentum, until they aroused the fear of the Hauteville family, and another massacre began.
Large-scale bandit suppression...
Such repeated cycles have almost become the biggest negative example of the Normans' governance ability. As for the guerrilla leader Francis Sinquemani in front of him, he is actually the "fifth generation Sinquemani", and he is the same as the previous four.
There is absolutely no blood relationship between the two generations of "Cinque Mani".
Medea:………………
Mi'er:………………
"If we count the time," Medea said dumbfounded, "Mia is probably, uh, an orphan of the second generation of the Sinquemani family?"
"Probably." Mi'er also smiled bitterly. The "Xinquemani" family was obviously born as serfs! They made a fortune by robbing families and then pretending to have a noble surname.
"So I felt something was wrong at the time." Medea said helplessly, "How can any nobleman embroider their last name on a baby's swaddling clothes? This is too tacky."
"It doesn't matter." Mi'er was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "It doesn't matter whether you are from a noble family or a serf. Anyway, all we want is to control the guerrillas. What's more, if they can pretend to take the noble surname, can't we?
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"You mean..." Medea's eyes lit up, and several conspiracies immediately popped up in her head.
"We are also creating a 'Cinquemani Family'." Mi'er said calmly, "The orphans of the Cinquemani family who fled overseas back then have returned to Sicily with the determination of revenge. How about it?"
"Furthermore, in order to avenge the Hauteville family, she began to secretly build and expand her own family power. In less than a month, she completely controlled the entire island's underground guerrilla forces and became a veritable Sicilian
Black Hand." Medea also smiled slightly and followed her lead and said, "People praise her name in fear..."