The next day, a group of three people came to the location of the lord. The lord is the manager of this piece of land. Most of them are blood clans of five generations. The lord handed over part of the land under his jurisdiction to some dukes for management, and these dukes were generally Six generations of blood.
The elders belong to the blood family of four generations, and the prince belongs to the blood family of three generations.
By analogy, the seventh generation is generally a marquis, the eighth generation is generally a viscount, the ninth generation is generally a baron, and below the baron are commoners, with the largest number of commoners.
The blood clan has grown from Cain alone to its current scale, but the blood clan system is very simple. This pyramid-like class distribution has also led to resentment among some civilian blood clans at the bottom.
The life of the blood race is very long, which also leads to the shackles of the blood race's development.
The long existence of the blood race has made the people of the blood race live slowly and do nothing, and the class division has been completed when they were born. They look stronger than humans, but more confused than humans.
Human life is very short, but because of the short life, human beings cherish the only hundred years. And because of this short life, human civilization has progressed rapidly, from the primitive people who could not wear clothes at the beginning, to the races all over the world today, which shows the strength of human beings.
Humans are fragile, yet they are the strongest.
The knowledge comprehended by human beings has not disappeared with the change of generations, but has continued to accumulate.
Human beings don't have the fangs of wild beasts, sharp eyesight, and swift speed, but human beings gradually occupy the whole world.
The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates. This is the strength and fear of human beings.
Humans are the only race in the world that can fight against the blood race, which also makes the blood race very puzzled.
Human beings thousands of years ago were obviously fragile and vulnerable, and could only serve as their things, allowing them to slaughter and confine them.
Thousands of years passed slowly, and the blood race discovered at this time that when they were confused and had no pursuit, human beings had already undergone earth-shaking changes during these thousand years.
The wisdom of human beings has been continuously improved, and groups, tribes, cities, and countries have emerged among humans.
Surprised by the development of human beings, the blood race began to study human beings.
The blood race is jealous of human beings, they are so fragile and small, but they have a strength different from the blood race.
Humans fear the power of the blood race, but the blood race envies the fearlessness of human beings.
But the blood race is an extremely proud race, and their envy and jealousy finally turned into deep contempt and anger.
It's just mere human beings, it's just their food!
The blood race began to capture humans, not only for food, but also to turn humans into their servants.
They captured human beings into the realm of the blood clan, gave them their first embrace, and let the human beings who are neither human nor ghosts cultivate and cultivate this land.
But human beings have become half-bloods, and the crops they grow will only taste like chewing wax. The vampires drove humans to hunt and kill humans, revealing their ferocity.
In order to resist the vampires and vampires, alchemists and priests were derived from human beings.
Humans are tenacious beings like locusts, they can never be wiped out. Not only that, in the face of harsh environments, humans are the fastest race to respond.
At that time, humans and blood races fought endlessly, causing casualties, which was called "bloody battle" in history.
After the bloody battle, the number of blood clans dropped a lot. The Blood Emperor finally ordered that under the prince there should be a lord, and under the lord there should be four princes, dukes, marquises, sons, and males, each of whom would manage their own territory. No one is allowed to leave the blood clan without the consent of the lord and prince.
As a result, the blood race settled down for a thousand years, and after a thousand years, it gradually regained its vitality.
Therefore, the lord is equivalent to the king of a place, and the earl can only be regarded as the prince.
If Curtis brought the two of them to the lord's palace, they were stopped by the guards as soon as they reached the gate.
The guards looked at several people suspiciously, and finally locked their eyes on Curtisino.
Curtis may have reduced his aura to that of a sixth-generation blood race, and his strength has been even more hidden. When the guard saw Curtisno's blond hair and blue eyes, there was a flash of contempt in his eyes—a mixed-race mongrel.
"Who's here?" the guard asked loudly.
Curtisno said, "I am the patriarch of the Vander family, the sixth-generation blood family Curtisno von Laus Vander. I used to come here as a guest, and today I am here to visit the lord."
The guards who could hear the voices around them all blinked, and a series of memories were implanted in their minds.
The guard slapped his head, "It turns out to be Lord Curtisino, please come inside."
Speaking of which, the guard made way for the passage, and walked ahead to lead the way for a few people.
Following behind the guards, the three were taken to a side hall.
"Master Fander, the lord is dealing with important matters in the study, please take a rest here first, and I will pass on a message."
Curtisno nodded, and the guard left in a hurry.
Seeing the guard leave, Curtisno sat on the sofa and closed his eyes.
Seeing his movements, Yafisol wondered what this guy was going to do with a mental attack. Originally wanted to play tricks on Curtisno, who was now defenseless, but Yafisol gave up after thinking about it.
Forget it, anyway, there will be plenty of time in the future, so why bother to let people see a joke on the outsider's chassis.
Hey, strange, why did I say "outsider's territory"? Isn't Curtisno's castle the territory of outsiders
Yafisol rubbed his forehead, only felt that a very important memory flashed in his mind, but the memory only flashed for a moment, and then disappeared again as fast as lightning, which made him disappear before he caught it.
Yafesol rubbed his head irritably, walking back and forth in this side hall anxiously.
Seeing this, the old housekeeper, Chloe, smiled amiably and said, "Master Yafesol, you might as well sit down and rest. The master will be back in a while, so you don't have to think about it too much."
Yafesol: "..." Old man, which eye of yours sees that I miss him
Glancing at Yafisol's hidden expression, the old butler was not angry, but instead smiled, "Silly boy, what's so awkward. If you like it, you like it, but don't let yourself regret it in the end. I see you two That's fine."
"..." The old butler matched the two seriously, and Yafesol's head was shaken again, as if a long time ago, there was also an old man who also matched himself with someone.
someone? Who is it
With severe pain in his head, Yafesol stumbled and sat next to Curtisno, unconsciously resting his head on Curtisno's shoulder.
Curtisno's consciousness was attached to the guard, and he followed the guard to the study.
The western area is the territory of conservatives, and this area is relatively stable, but it is not rich. The Hawks are strong and strong, occupying the best southern part of the Blood Race, and they have the most resources to enjoy.
Curtisno shuttled from the guard's consciousness to the lord's consciousness, and when the lord heard the guard's report, he slapped the table happily, "Okay, it turns out that Curtisno is back, I'll go meet him now , you step back first."
After sending the guards away, the lord suddenly looked in a trance, and his eyes suddenly changed. The kind and kind eyes just now had turned cold.
Curtisno took over the occupant's body and glanced at the invitation letter pressed in his hand.
"Respected Lord Alsina, His Majesty the Blood Emperor will hold a court party on July 29, 7016 in the blood calendar, and you are sincerely invited to participate."
July 29, 7016, three days later.
A light flashed in his eyes, and the lord Yuanyuan smiled, very good and interesting.
Curtisno withdrew his spirit, and felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.
Stunned for a moment, Curtisno looked sideways.
I saw Yafesol was leaning on his shoulder with a pale face, his brows were tightly frowned, and cold sweat was streaming down his forehead.
Curtisno's heart tightened, and he quickly hugged Yafesol in his arms, and called out softly, "Yaffesol?"
Yafesol said "huh" twice, which was a response.
Curtisno glanced at Chloe, only to see the old butler shrug his shoulders, "We had a good chat just now."
"What are you talking about?" Curtisno put his head on Yafesol's forehead as he hugged Yafesol's sides with both hands, without forgetting to ask.
"Talk about the outlook on life, values and feelings."
Curtisnow: "...I'll talk to you later."
But Di Sono ignored Chloe, and put his spirit into the mind of Yafisol.
As soon as his thoughts entered Yafesol's mind, he was hit by a huge storm.
Curtisno looked at Yafesol's ocean-like memory compression, and was startled.
These memories are all chained, but now they are like beasts trying to escape from the chains.
The more the memory tries to break free from the chains, the harder the chains will be.
The two forces were fighting each other, which caused Yafisol to have a splitting headache.
Although he didn't know why these memories were sealed, Curtisno knew that if such memories hit Yafesol all at once, it would definitely cause secondary damage to Yafesol.
From mild to headache for several days, severe from coma.
For the sake of Yafesol's safety, Curtisno's mental power suddenly attacked, pressing back the memories that were about to spew out.
The memory was oppressed by Curtisno, and it came slowly and gently, and returned to the ocean. The ocean in my mind was calm, without a trace of waves, as if the stormy battle just now had never happened.
After Curtisno withdrew his consciousness from Yafesol's mind, Yafesol had already fallen into a deep sleep.
His brows were still tightly wrinkled because of the headache just now, his cute little mouth was pursed downwards, and there were two teardrops hanging from the corners of his eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged.
At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the chubby lord walked in with a smile, "Curtisno, it's been a long time."
Curtisno picked up Yafesol, stood in front of the lord, and said in a low voice, "Give me two places, and I want to participate in the blood feast in three days' time."
The lord's eyes froze, and he nodded firmly, "Okay, okay, I will reserve two places for you."
Seeing that the lord agreed, Curtisno didn't talk nonsense, and left in a hurry with Yafisol in his arms.
Chloe glanced at the still sluggish lord's figure, and shook her head, "It's just ten thousand years later, and the blood race has fallen to such a level, hey!"
After saying this, Chloe quickened her pace and quickly caught up with Curtisno who was leaving.