Three days later, the Blood King’s palace in the Imperial City of Blondur, was looking extremely lavish. The royal banquet is held once every hundred years, with each Lord bringing a hundred of his offspring to the banquet.
It was also a banquet of introductions, where young Bloods with potential over the century were introduced to other Bloods, or where newly grown children were introduced to their elders.
Curtisno and Yaphisor mingled in the procession, following Lord Alsina into the city of Blondur.
The royal feast takes place over three days, with a different program each day for the three days.
And on this night, it was a feast of drinks.
The Blood King brought the freshest and purest virgins to the feast to give their fresh blood in front of all the Bloods and give it to his favoured newcomers.
The feast had already begun when they entered the castle, and the hall was lit by candles and shadows. The Bloods were handsome, all dressed in fancy clothes, the younger ones following behind the older ones as they greeted and introduced themselves to each other.
The air was filled with the rich smell of grape wine, interspersed with the fishy-sweet smell of blood that could not be ignored.
Both Yaphisor and Curtisno frowned gently, Curtisno because he could not bear the stench of blood and Yaphisor because he was disgusted by the sight at the top of the dais.
In the great hall, the Blood King leaned back in his chair, elegant and casual in his blood-red robes, while not far from him, a beautiful young human boy lay naked and on his back on a stone bed. His wrist had been slashed and blood was gushing downwards.
And beneath the wrist rested a clear glass vessel in the shape of a wine barrel. Not a drop of the young boy’s blood had been wasted as it poured into the glass vessel.
The Blood King was bored and snapped his fingers at the maid serving him. With a slight bend, the maid took a goblet and poured half a cup of blood from the vessel and handed it to him.
The Blood King looked haggard but was still in good spirits. He looked about fifty or so in appearance, as thin as a bone, and his thin face was set with two scarlet, dazzling eyes.
He saw Lord Alsina, who had just come in, and beckoned pleasantly to him, “Alsina, come here.”
The fat-headed Lord Alsina sprang to his feet like a deer and scurried to the Blood King. Dragging the Blood King’s hand to his mouth and kissing the back of it, he said respectfully, “My dearest Blood King, it is an honour to meet you.”
The Blood King snorted and reached out to point at the two Bloods whose scents were unfamiliar; “Who are those two?”
Alsina half-kneeled beside the Blood King and hurriedly replied, “The one with the golden hair is the sixth generation of Bloods in the domain I belong to, Duke Curtisno. He left for the human world just as he came of age, and has only now returned to the Bloods after a thousand years. The dark-haired, green-eyed boy beside him is his descendant, a seventh generation. ”
The Blood King nodded, “I see. Someone, reward them both with the blood of a virgin.” With that, the Blood Emperor lifted the cup of fresh virgin blood that the maid had just received and gave it to Alsina.
Alsina hurriedly bent down to thank him and took it as being dismissed.
The scantily dressed maid poured two more cups of blood from the vessel and followed Lord Alsina to Curtisno and Yaphisor to present the blood to them.
Curtisno and Yaphisor hesitated for a moment and bowed to the Blood King on the dais before taking up their glasses.
After lifting their glasses, the two of them wandered around the hall leisurely, walking around to a corner where no one was, before giving each other a disgusted look and pouring the cup of the girl’s blood into the corner.
After pouring out the blood, the two of them came out of the corner, only to run into Lord Alsina.
Lord Alsina also emerged from the darkness with an empty glass in his hand. He flinched slightly at the sight of the two men, and then scanned the glasses they were holding. The three looked at each other and smiled, slowly holding up their empty glasses as they returned to the Great Hall.
Placing the glasses on the servant girl’s tray, Alsina came to the two men with a glass of red wine and said, “There is no harm in having some wine. It is sweet and aromatic, so you can go and have a glass. It would be a bit abnormal to always be so non-drinking. ”
Yaphisor nodded to Alsina and made his way to the wine.
He was halfway there when he was suddenly stopped by someone, and Yaphisor looked up to see that it was Orvis, whom he had not seen for a long time.
Orvis had changed his appearance. His eyes were scarlet, and he was looking at Yaphisor with a puzzled look, “You have become a Blood?”
Yaphisor gave him a sidelong glance and said, “Don’t you Bloods have a good nose?”
Orvis sniffed at his words, “Seventh generation blood?”
His eyes went to Curtisno in the distance, “So he’s a sixth-generation Blood? It is impossible. How can a sixth-generation Blood be that powerful? ”
Everything has a good and a bad side, so who says sixth-generation Blood has to be weaker than a fourth-generation Blood? Wasn’t your precious third generation of Bloods also stronger than the second generation and treacherously killed them? ”
“How dare you!” The red in Orvis’ eyes slowly stretched to the whites of his eyes, “Who gave you this right to judge the third generation of blood lords?”
Yaphisor shrugged and said indifferently, “It was just an analogy. If you doubt it, you can ask Lord Alsina, who brought us here. He is the lord of the largest land in the Western Territories, so, there is no need for me to lie, right?”
With these words, he easily walked past Orvis to the table and fetched two glasses of red wine and returned to Curtisno.
Handing the red wine to Curtisno, Yaphisor looked around and noticed that Orvis had gone to the Blood King at some point.
He was whispering in the Blood King’s ear and occasionally glancing over his shoulder.
The Blood King’s eyes flickered, and he nodded and gave Orvis a cup of virgin blood before closing his eyes.
When Yaphisor saw the Blood King close his eyes, he had a bad feeling.
It seemed that Curtisno had also closed his eyes when he had invaded Lord Alsina’s mind that day.
He tugged at Curtisno’s sleeve, intending to warn him, but then Curtisno smiled softly, and a few scarlet flashes appeared in his blue eyes.
With a shushing gesture, Curtisno shook his head and allowed the Blood King to invade his spirit.
The Blood King came into Curtisno’s consciousness and took a closer look at his memories.
All it showed was that his family had fallen on hard times and he had moved to human territory, where he had survived for a thousand years before returning to the Blood clan.
It seemed that what Orvis and the Prince had told him was no more than that, and drawing his consciousness back, the Blood King plunged into the Yaphisor’s mind.
Yaphisor was about to reject his mental invasion when his hand was suddenly held by Curtisno. The moment he took his hand, Yaphisor felt two consciousnesses that were not his suddenly rush into his mind, one of them full of malice and probing, the other warm and protective.
The two consciousnesses collided several times in his mind before the one filled with malice drew away.
The Blood King slowly opened his eyes, disdain flashing in his eyes, and never looked at the two of them again.
This Yaphisor had been a priest before, but he was cowardly and foolish by nature, and even after he was turned by Curtisno and became a Blood, he was still cowardly.
He didn’t see why Orvis was afraid of him, however……
When he thought about what Orvis had just said about Curtisno’s mental attacks, it did concern him a little.
Mental attacks were an ability that only people with an extreme level of mental power could possess.
He originally did not know these abilities either, and it was only after unintentionally discovering the tricks and secrets in the manuscript of a second-generation Blood that he deliberately strengthened his training in this area and got these achievements.
Without this ability, he would not have survived the struggle of the three generations of Bloods thousands of years ago and stepped on the blood of others to become the Blood King.
Although he had the power to extinguish the minds of others at any time, the opposite was true, and he lost his health after that.
His body grew weaker, and his originally strong physique atrophied more and more, growing thinner as time went on.
Originally, he was the youngest of the third generation of Bloods, and the one who would fall into eternal sleep last. According to pinch calculations, he should still have a hundred years to go before eternal sleep, but his current body would only last him another year.
The Blood King glanced at Elder Orvis, who was talking to the Prince of the Hawks faction on the side, and there was a calculating gleam in his eyes.
He had promoted Orvis three or four times over the years, leaving important matters in his hands, but it was not just out of admiration.
Orvis was the youngest but most promising of the fourth generation of Bloods. He had just probed his mind and discovered not only the power of the Bloods but even the power of the alchemists, a Blood that could dominate demons.
After the death of the Blood King and the three princes, Orvis, who had been so favoured, must have been the obvious choice for the next Blood King.
And by that time, he would have taken over Orvis’ body, carried on his memories, and seamlessly replaced him.
The Blood King lowered his head and sneered. It’s thanks to the second generation of Bloods, who left him such a mysterious manuscript of spiritual power.
The highest level of spirituality was to transition one’s spirit into a new body when one was about to die and take its place.
He had taken a fancy to Orvis as a body early on, and while others only thought he had high hopes for him, he was saving him for the future.
“Someone, send another cup of virgin blood to Elder Orvis.”
The Blood King looked at Orvis for a long time, and his spirit, which had been tired because of his health, greatly improved.
Orvis was being led by the Hawks Prince to exchange pleasantries with the Bloods around him when he saw the lady-in-waiting bring up a cup of warm virgin blood and present it with both hands.
There was a collective sigh of envy, and the greetings to Orvis became more cordial.
Orvis smiled coldly at the fake smiles, but raised his glass and drank the warm blood without leaving a drop.
So what if the blood of a virgin was not a tenth of Cusi’s? What about the flattering smiles of these men? Not as good as Cusi’s charming smile.
It had only been a day since he left Cusi’s smile, and he was already missing him.
The feast would not be over for another two days, and he would not have left the tantalizing smell of Cusi if it had not been for the search for Prince Wales and the investigation into Curtisno’s identity.
As the hours marched on, the blood of a virgin had been drained.
The Blood King coughed and pointed to the dying virgin from the top of the dais, “This human virgin was found by my men in a sea of flowers after careful selection. He is sixteen years old and at the height of his youth. Would any of you like him to be your blood servant? ”
This was another part of the banquet; the once-in-a-century royal banquet had the highest quality of virgins chosen, not only in terms of blood taste but also in terms of face and figure.
These drained virgins don’t just die, but are taken by the clans and turned into blood servants.
The part where the virgins are offered is also the most anticipated.
No sooner had the Blood King spoken, than one of them took the lead, “I beg Your Majesty to reward me with this virgin.”
The Blood King looked over and saw that it was an Earl of the Hawk Faction.
This was a once-in-a-century treasure, so after his words, several more people came forward one after another to ask for it.
The Blood King laughed, “Okay, the usual rules apply then. Let’s go to war, youngsters. This child will go to the one standing at the end. ”
The Blood King clapped his hands and the guards came forward to clear an open space in the middle for people to fight.
The crowd of vampires saw that a good show was coming and gathered around to watch.
Yaphisor and Curtisno were no exception, standing in the outer circle and watching the wild fight.
Half an hour had passed by now, and the Bloods were getting a little drunk and revealing their true nature, embracing and kissing each other, and even Bloods and Bloods were seen biting each other’s necks and drinking each other’s blood.
Their eyes were dazed with madness, liberating and paralysing themselves in this carnival feast.
The fighting nobles certainly added a new additive to the feast, making the Bloods even more frantic.
They clapped their hands in the outer circle, shouting frantically at several of them.
Finally, only one man was left on the field, wobbling.
The Blood King let out a loud laugh and, with a happy snap of his fingers, rewarded the virgin, who had fallen unconscious, to the Blood.
The Blood took the virgin and, with a smitten look, rushed to the corner with her in his arms and bit her on the neck.
Although no more blood could be released from his arm, there was still some blood inside the virgin.
He sucked greedily, leaving no drop for the virgin.
The human let out a faint groan of pain, but could not come to his senses in any way.
All Yaphisor could see was the Blood’s throat rolling as he gulped and wolfed it down.
After about a dozen swallows, he could no longer suck in anything. Only then did the Blood let go and bit through his wrist to pour his blood into the boy’s mouth.
The boy swallowed mindlessly, and Yaphisor saw his body begin to change.
What had been round ears turned into pointed ears, and his body was spasming uncontrollably. Covering
Yaphisor’s eyes, Curtisno leaned down and whispered, “There’s nothing to see here. Let’s go elsewhere.”
Yaphisor nodded and allowed Curtisno to lead him away from the bloody feast.
“Do you think Prince Wales may be at this feast as an offer?” Yaphisor asked Curtisno after a moment’s thought.
Curtisno nodded, “Most likely, we’ll see later.”
Yaphisor frowned and peered up the steps through the slit in Curtisno’s arm.
The night was still late and the orgy had just begun.
A virgin had been rewarded, and he would not be the only one.
Sure enough, a few moments later, he saw another man being brought up completely naked. The man was handsome, with short light brown hair, and it was Cusi!
Yaphisor’s eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed to the platform and yelled softly, “It’s Cusi.”
“This little thing was found by my guards not far from the entrance to the Blood territory. He is sixteen years old and exuding youthfulness, just the kind of drink we dark dwellers love. ” The Blood King smiled softly and stood up, pinching his chin, and said, “Not only that, but this boy is a priest, an intermediate priest.”
At these words, the whole room erupted in cheers.
“A priest? Kill him!”
“The blood of a priest is the most delicious tonic, Your Majesty, shed his blood!”
“When his blood is drained, I will turn him into my blood servant so he is enslaved by me day after day!”
Cusi was young and had a smooth sail growing up, when had he ever suffered such an insult.
His face turned red and there was anger in his eyes, “You filthy vampires, the God of Light will not forgive you!”
Yaphisor covered his face when he heard Cusi’s power-filled shout and thought, “Brother, you’re still so arrogant even in someone else’s territory. Aren’t you courting death? Or is this the law of the protagonist’s shamelessness?”
“Huh, strange. Why am I thinking the law of the protagonist’s shamelessness?”Shaking his head, Yaphisor looked over to Orvis, who looked nervously at his side.
There’s no need to worry about Cusi. Orvis would surely not sit still upon seeing Cusi in danger.
Sure enough, shortly after Cusi had been brought up, Orvis stepped forward and knelt beside the Blood King and said reverently, “Your Majesty, I have an unpleasant request to make.”
The Blood King didn’t lower his head for a minute, only his eyes moved to glance contemptuously at Orvis, “My dear Orvis, what is it you want?”
” Majesty, this is the Child that I am optimistic about who has not yet received his first embrace. He was waiting for me outside of the Blood territory, and I ask that Your Highness the Blood King reward me with this child. ”
The moment Orvis spoke, Cusi recognised him and his eyes widened as he looked at Orvis with disbelief, “Orvis… you… Yaphisor was right! You are indeed a Blood?!”
The Blood King laughed at Cusi’s words, “Orvis, this little thing doesn’t seem to know you’re a Blood, so how can you make your Child? He killed two Thirteenth Generation Bloods just outside the boundary. ”
Orvis looked up and frowned at Cusi and continued to bow his head, “I will go back and educate the boy properly, dear Blood King.”
The Blood King chuckled, a wry shape curving his thin face as he sighed slightly, “Well, who made you, my most beloved child. Since you have pleaded for him, I will not make him a drink. However, this is the maximum I can do to back off. I command you, Elder Orvis, to give this Child his first embrace now, or I will kill him immediately and distribute his blood for all to taste. ”
The Blood King pointed in Yaphisor’s direction, “I think this child and Marquis Yaphisor should be friends. Yaphisor has already been primed to become a Blood, so why not let this friend of his become a Blood as well, and the two will be good company for each other. ”
Orvis gritted his teeth and finally nodded in compromise, “As you command, Your Majesty.”
Cusi’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Orvis, who had used to care for him at every turn but had now turned out to be a vampire, but a fourth-generation one at that.
When Yaphisor was leaving before, he touched his shoulder and then used a light spell to tell him that Orvis was a Blood.
He did not believe it, so he put a tracking spell on Orvis as he left, but lost track of him at a turn.
He had been in the clearing for a while when he saw five 13th-generation Bloods coming together.
Humans and vampires were bitter enemies, not to mention the fact that he was a priest who specialized in punishing them. The 13th generation vampires were among the youngest, and he was more than capable of handling them.
When he was sure that there was no problem, Cusi used a light spell to kill two of them in three blows.
The vampires never expected such a sudden turn of events, and one of them immediately sent out a distress call.
Cusi never thought that he was at the entrance to the Blood territory, and as soon as the distress signal was sent, a group of vampires rushed out from the boundary and caught him in the act.
…………….
——–The day of the feast came as scheduled, and Orvis said goodbye to Cusi and set off on his way back to the Bloods.
Orvis had been behaving erratically for a few days, and when Cusi saw how dazed he looked, he secretly put a tracking spell on him.
He chased him to a place where his scent suddenly disappeared.
While he was searching, five 13th generation Bloods appeared.
After a battle, the vampires blew up a distress signal, and Cusi was captured.
That night, Cusi was stripped naked and met Orvis, the pointed-ear, red-eyed Orvis, at a lewd banquet.
When Orvis saw that Cusi had been brought out as a drink, the consciousness that had been suppressed in his mind came back and fought for control.
The energy generated by the struggle between the two forces attracted the attention of the Blood King, who made an immediate decision and probed Orvis’s consciousness.
The consciousness in Orvis’s mind felt the killing intent and fought back. The two powerful forces collided with each other, and the Blood King spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed back into his chair.
And to his amazement, Orvis regained control of his body. Taking advantage of the commotion caused by the Blood King’s sudden vomiting of blood, Orvis quickly evacuated the scene with Cusi in tow.
The Blood King covered his chest and roared in the direction Orvis had left, “Orvis has colluded with the human priest and attacked this King. From this day forward, Orvis is a traitor to the Blood Race. Kill him on sight! ”
Three days later, the Blood King’s palace in the Imperial City of Blondur, was looking extremely lavish. The royal banquet is held once every hundred years, with each Lord bringing a hundred of his offspring to the banquet.
It was also a banquet of introductions, where young Bloods with potential over the century were introduced to other Bloods, or where newly grown children were introduced to their elders.
Curtisno and Yaphisor mingled in the procession, following Lord Alsina into the city of Blondur.
The royal feast takes place over three days, with a different program each day for the three days.
And on this night, it was a feast of drinks.
The Blood King brought the freshest and purest virgins to the feast to give their fresh blood in front of all the Bloods and give it to his favoured newcomers.
The feast had already begun when they entered the castle, and the hall was lit by candles and shadows. The Bloods were handsome, all dressed in fancy clothes, the younger ones following behind the older ones as they greeted and introduced themselves to each other.
The air was filled with the rich smell of grape wine, interspersed with the fishy-sweet smell of blood that could not be ignored.
Both Yaphisor and Curtisno frowned gently, Curtisno because he could not bear the stench of blood and Yaphisor because he was disgusted by the sight at the top of the dais.
In the great hall, the Blood King leaned back in his chair, elegant and casual in his blood-red robes, while not far from him, a beautiful young human boy lay naked and on his back on a stone bed. His wrist had been slashed and blood was gushing downwards.
And beneath the wrist rested a clear glass vessel in the shape of a wine barrel. Not a drop of the young boy’s blood had been wasted as it poured into the glass vessel.
The Blood King was bored and snapped his fingers at the maid serving him. With a slight bend, the maid took a goblet and poured half a cup of blood from the vessel and handed it to him.
The Blood King looked haggard but was still in good spirits. He looked about fifty or so in appearance, as thin as a bone, and his thin face was set with two scarlet, dazzling eyes.
He saw Lord Alsina, who had just come in, and beckoned pleasantly to him, “Alsina, come here.”
The fat-headed Lord Alsina sprang to his feet like a deer and scurried to the Blood King. Dragging the Blood King’s hand to his mouth and kissing the back of it, he said respectfully, “My dearest Blood King, it is an honour to meet you.”
The Blood King snorted and reached out to point at the two Bloods whose scents were unfamiliar; “Who are those two?”
Alsina half-kneeled beside the Blood King and hurriedly replied, “The one with the golden hair is the sixth generation of Bloods in the domain I belong to, Duke Curtisno. He left for the human world just as he came of age, and has only now returned to the Bloods after a thousand years. The dark-haired, green-eyed boy beside him is his descendant, a seventh generation. ”
The Blood King nodded, “I see. Someone, reward them both with the blood of a virgin.” With that, the Blood Emperor lifted the cup of fresh virgin blood that the maid had just received and gave it to Alsina.
Alsina hurriedly bent down to thank him and took it as being dismissed.
The scantily dressed maid poured two more cups of blood from the vessel and followed Lord Alsina to Curtisno and Yaphisor to present the blood to them.
Curtisno and Yaphisor hesitated for a moment and bowed to the Blood King on the dais before taking up their glasses.
After lifting their glasses, the two of them wandered around the hall leisurely, walking around to a corner where no one was, before giving each other a disgusted look and pouring the cup of the girl’s blood into the corner.
After pouring out the blood, the two of them came out of the corner, only to run into Lord Alsina.
Lord Alsina also emerged from the darkness with an empty glass in his hand. He flinched slightly at the sight of the two men, and then scanned the glasses they were holding. The three looked at each other and smiled, slowly holding up their empty glasses as they returned to the Great Hall.
Placing the glasses on the servant girl’s tray, Alsina came to the two men with a glass of red wine and said, “There is no harm in having some wine. It is sweet and aromatic, so you can go and have a glass. It would be a bit abnormal to always be so non-drinking. ”
Yaphisor nodded to Alsina and made his way to the wine.
He was halfway there when he was suddenly stopped by someone, and Yaphisor looked up to see that it was Orvis, whom he had not seen for a long time.
Orvis had changed his appearance. His eyes were scarlet, and he was looking at Yaphisor with a puzzled look, “You have become a Blood?”
Yaphisor gave him a sidelong glance and said, “Don’t you Bloods have a good nose?”
Orvis sniffed at his words, “Seventh generation blood?”
His eyes went to Curtisno in the distance, “So he’s a sixth-generation Blood? It is impossible. How can a sixth-generation Blood be that powerful? ”
Everything has a good and a bad side, so who says sixth-generation Blood has to be weaker than a fourth-generation Blood? Wasn’t your precious third generation of Bloods also stronger than the second generation and treacherously killed them? ”
“How dare you!” The red in Orvis’ eyes slowly stretched to the whites of his eyes, “Who gave you this right to judge the third generation of blood lords?”
Yaphisor shrugged and said indifferently, “It was just an analogy. If you doubt it, you can ask Lord Alsina, who brought us here. He is the lord of the largest land in the Western Territories, so, there is no need for me to lie, right?”
With these words, he easily walked past Orvis to the table and fetched two glasses of red wine and returned to Curtisno.
Handing the red wine to Curtisno, Yaphisor looked around and noticed that Orvis had gone to the Blood King at some point.
He was whispering in the Blood King’s ear and occasionally glancing over his shoulder.
The Blood King’s eyes flickered, and he nodded and gave Orvis a cup of virgin blood before closing his eyes.
When Yaphisor saw the Blood King close his eyes, he had a bad feeling.
It seemed that Curtisno had also closed his eyes when he had invaded Lord Alsina’s mind that day.
He tugged at Curtisno’s sleeve, intending to warn him, but then Curtisno smiled softly, and a few scarlet flashes appeared in his blue eyes.
With a shushing gesture, Curtisno shook his head and allowed the Blood King to invade his spirit.
The Blood King came into Curtisno’s consciousness and took a closer look at his memories.
All it showed was that his family had fallen on hard times and he had moved to human territory, where he had survived for a thousand years before returning to the Blood clan.
It seemed that what Orvis and the Prince had told him was no more than that, and drawing his consciousness back, the Blood King plunged into the Yaphisor’s mind.
Yaphisor was about to reject his mental invasion when his hand was suddenly held by Curtisno. The moment he took his hand, Yaphisor felt two consciousnesses that were not his suddenly rush into his mind, one of them full of malice and probing, the other warm and protective.
The two consciousnesses collided several times in his mind before the one filled with malice drew away.
The Blood King slowly opened his eyes, disdain flashing in his eyes, and never looked at the two of them again.
This Yaphisor had been a priest before, but he was cowardly and foolish by nature, and even after he was turned by Curtisno and became a Blood, he was still cowardly.
He didn’t see why Orvis was afraid of him, however……
When he thought about what Orvis had just said about Curtisno’s mental attacks, it did concern him a little.
Mental attacks were an ability that only people with an extreme level of mental power could possess.
He originally did not know these abilities either, and it was only after unintentionally discovering the tricks and secrets in the manuscript of a second-generation Blood that he deliberately strengthened his training in this area and got these achievements.
Without this ability, he would not have survived the struggle of the three generations of Bloods thousands of years ago and stepped on the blood of others to become the Blood King.
Although he had the power to extinguish the minds of others at any time, the opposite was true, and he lost his health after that.
His body grew weaker, and his originally strong physique atrophied more and more, growing thinner as time went on.
Originally, he was the youngest of the third generation of Bloods, and the one who would fall into eternal sleep last. According to pinch calculations, he should still have a hundred years to go before eternal sleep, but his current body would only last him another year.
The Blood King glanced at Elder Orvis, who was talking to the Prince of the Hawks faction on the side, and there was a calculating gleam in his eyes.
He had promoted Orvis three or four times over the years, leaving important matters in his hands, but it was not just out of admiration.
Orvis was the youngest but most promising of the fourth generation of Bloods. He had just probed his mind and discovered not only the power of the Bloods but even the power of the alchemists, a Blood that could dominate demons.
After the death of the Blood King and the three princes, Orvis, who had been so favoured, must have been the obvious choice for the next Blood King.
And by that time, he would have taken over Orvis’ body, carried on his memories, and seamlessly replaced him.
The Blood King lowered his head and sneered. It’s thanks to the second generation of Bloods, who left him such a mysterious manuscript of spiritual power.
The highest level of spirituality was to transition one’s spirit into a new body when one was about to die and take its place.
He had taken a fancy to Orvis as a body early on, and while others only thought he had high hopes for him, he was saving him for the future.
“Someone, send another cup of virgin blood to Elder Orvis.”
The Blood King looked at Orvis for a long time, and his spirit, which had been tired because of his health, greatly improved.
Orvis was being led by the Hawks Prince to exchange pleasantries with the Bloods around him when he saw the lady-in-waiting bring up a cup of warm virgin blood and present it with both hands.
There was a collective sigh of envy, and the greetings to Orvis became more cordial.
Orvis smiled coldly at the fake smiles, but raised his glass and drank the warm blood without leaving a drop.
So what if the blood of a virgin was not a tenth of Cusi’s? What about the flattering smiles of these men? Not as good as Cusi’s charming smile.
It had only been a day since he left Cusi’s smile, and he was already missing him.
The feast would not be over for another two days, and he would not have left the tantalizing smell of Cusi if it had not been for the search for Prince Wales and the investigation into Curtisno’s identity.
As the hours marched on, the blood of a virgin had been drained.
The Blood King coughed and pointed to the dying virgin from the top of the dais, “This human virgin was found by my men in a sea of flowers after careful selection. He is sixteen years old and at the height of his youth. Would any of you like him to be your blood servant? ”
This was another part of the banquet; the once-in-a-century royal banquet had the highest quality of virgins chosen, not only in terms of blood taste but also in terms of face and figure.
These drained virgins don’t just die, but are taken by the clans and turned into blood servants.
The part where the virgins are offered is also the most anticipated.
No sooner had the Blood King spoken, than one of them took the lead, “I beg Your Majesty to reward me with this virgin.”
The Blood King looked over and saw that it was an Earl of the Hawk Faction.
This was a once-in-a-century treasure, so after his words, several more people came forward one after another to ask for it.
The Blood King laughed, “Okay, the usual rules apply then. Let’s go to war, youngsters. This child will go to the one standing at the end. ”
The Blood King clapped his hands and the guards came forward to clear an open space in the middle for people to fight.
The crowd of vampires saw that a good show was coming and gathered around to watch.
Yaphisor and Curtisno were no exception, standing in the outer circle and watching the wild fight.
Half an hour had passed by now, and the Bloods were getting a little drunk and revealing their true nature, embracing and kissing each other, and even Bloods and Bloods were seen biting each other’s necks and drinking each other’s blood.
Their eyes were dazed with madness, liberating and paralysing themselves in this carnival feast.
The fighting nobles certainly added a new additive to the feast, making the Bloods even more frantic.
They clapped their hands in the outer circle, shouting frantically at several of them.
Finally, only one man was left on the field, wobbling.
The Blood King let out a loud laugh and, with a happy snap of his fingers, rewarded the virgin, who had fallen unconscious, to the Blood.
The Blood took the virgin and, with a smitten look, rushed to the corner with her in his arms and bit her on the neck.
Although no more blood could be released from his arm, there was still some blood inside the virgin.
He sucked greedily, leaving no drop for the virgin.
The human let out a faint groan of pain, but could not come to his senses in any way.
All Yaphisor could see was the Blood’s throat rolling as he gulped and wolfed it down.
After about a dozen swallows, he could no longer suck in anything. Only then did the Blood let go and bit through his wrist to pour his blood into the boy’s mouth.
The boy swallowed mindlessly, and Yaphisor saw his body begin to change.
What had been round ears turned into pointed ears, and his body was spasming uncontrollably. Covering
Yaphisor’s eyes, Curtisno leaned down and whispered, “There’s nothing to see here. Let’s go elsewhere.”
Yaphisor nodded and allowed Curtisno to lead him away from the bloody feast.
“Do you think Prince Wales may be at this feast as an offer?” Yaphisor asked Curtisno after a moment’s thought.
Curtisno nodded, “Most likely, we’ll see later.”
Yaphisor frowned and peered up the steps through the slit in Curtisno’s arm.
The night was still late and the orgy had just begun.
A virgin had been rewarded, and he would not be the only one.
Sure enough, a few moments later, he saw another man being brought up completely naked. The man was handsome, with short light brown hair, and it was Cusi!
Yaphisor’s eyes widened in surprise, and he pointed to the platform and yelled softly, “It’s Cusi.”
“This little thing was found by my guards not far from the entrance to the Blood territory. He is sixteen years old and exuding youthfulness, just the kind of drink we dark dwellers love. ” The Blood King smiled softly and stood up, pinching his chin, and said, “Not only that, but this boy is a priest, an intermediate priest.”
At these words, the whole room erupted in cheers.
“A priest? Kill him!”
“The blood of a priest is the most delicious tonic, Your Majesty, shed his blood!”
“When his blood is drained, I will turn him into my blood servant so he is enslaved by me day after day!”
Cusi was young and had a smooth sail growing up, when had he ever suffered such an insult.
His face turned red and there was anger in his eyes, “You filthy vampires, the God of Light will not forgive you!”
Yaphisor covered his face when he heard Cusi’s power-filled shout and thought, “Brother, you’re still so arrogant even in someone else’s territory. Aren’t you courting death? Or is this the law of the protagonist’s shamelessness?”
“Huh, strange. Why am I thinking the law of the protagonist’s shamelessness?”Shaking his head, Yaphisor looked over to Orvis, who looked nervously at his side.
There’s no need to worry about Cusi. Orvis would surely not sit still upon seeing Cusi in danger.
Sure enough, shortly after Cusi had been brought up, Orvis stepped forward and knelt beside the Blood King and said reverently, “Your Majesty, I have an unpleasant request to make.”
The Blood King didn’t lower his head for a minute, only his eyes moved to glance contemptuously at Orvis, “My dear Orvis, what is it you want?”
” Majesty, this is the Child that I am optimistic about who has not yet received his first embrace. He was waiting for me outside of the Blood territory, and I ask that Your Highness the Blood King reward me with this child. ”
The moment Orvis spoke, Cusi recognised him and his eyes widened as he looked at Orvis with disbelief, “Orvis… you… Yaphisor was right! You are indeed a Blood?!”
The Blood King laughed at Cusi’s words, “Orvis, this little thing doesn’t seem to know you’re a Blood, so how can you make your Child? He killed two Thirteenth Generation Bloods just outside the boundary. ”
Orvis looked up and frowned at Cusi and continued to bow his head, “I will go back and educate the boy properly, dear Blood King.”
The Blood King chuckled, a wry shape curving his thin face as he sighed slightly, “Well, who made you, my most beloved child. Since you have pleaded for him, I will not make him a drink. However, this is the maximum I can do to back off. I command you, Elder Orvis, to give this Child his first embrace now, or I will kill him immediately and distribute his blood for all to taste. ”
The Blood King pointed in Yaphisor’s direction, “I think this child and Marquis Yaphisor should be friends. Yaphisor has already been primed to become a Blood, so why not let this friend of his become a Blood as well, and the two will be good company for each other. ”
Orvis gritted his teeth and finally nodded in compromise, “As you command, Your Majesty.”
Cusi’s eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Orvis, who had used to care for him at every turn but had now turned out to be a vampire, but a fourth-generation one at that.
When Yaphisor was leaving before, he touched his shoulder and then used a light spell to tell him that Orvis was a Blood.
He did not believe it, so he put a tracking spell on Orvis as he left, but lost track of him at a turn.
He had been in the clearing for a while when he saw five 13th-generation Bloods coming together.
Humans and vampires were bitter enemies, not to mention the fact that he was a priest who specialized in punishing them. The 13th generation vampires were among the youngest, and he was more than capable of handling them.
When he was sure that there was no problem, Cusi used a light spell to kill two of them in three blows.
The vampires never expected such a sudden turn of events, and one of them immediately sent out a distress call.
Cusi never thought that he was at the entrance to the Blood territory, and as soon as the distress signal was sent, a group of vampires rushed out from the boundary and caught him in the act.
…………….
——–The day of the feast came as scheduled, and Orvis said goodbye to Cusi and set off on his way back to the Bloods.
Orvis had been behaving erratically for a few days, and when Cusi saw how dazed he looked, he secretly put a tracking spell on him.
He chased him to a place where his scent suddenly disappeared.
While he was searching, five 13th generation Bloods appeared.
After a battle, the vampires blew up a distress signal, and Cusi was captured.
That night, Cusi was stripped naked and met Orvis, the pointed-ear, red-eyed Orvis, at a lewd banquet.
When Orvis saw that Cusi had been brought out as a drink, the consciousness that had been suppressed in his mind came back and fought for control.
The energy generated by the struggle between the two forces attracted the attention of the Blood King, who made an immediate decision and probed Orvis’s consciousness.
The consciousness in Orvis’s mind felt the killing intent and fought back. The two powerful forces collided with each other, and the Blood King spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed back into his chair.
And to his amazement, Orvis regained control of his body. Taking advantage of the commotion caused by the Blood King’s sudden vomiting of blood, Orvis quickly evacuated the scene with Cusi in tow.
The Blood King covered his chest and roared in the direction Orvis had left, “Orvis has colluded with the human priest and attacked this King. From this day forward, Orvis is a traitor to the Blood Race. Kill him on sight! ”
