Don't be crazy, don't wear fast

Chapter 57 The Little Lord's Personal Maid (23)

Seeing that the Hangte dispatchers around were not at all surprised by his existence, one could know that it was definitely not accidental that he appeared here.

"In order to catch him, we have already sacrificed a lot of people. I think the operation to catch him should be put at a later stage, and a more rigorous plan should be made at the same time!"

"That's right, our people can't make such a worthless sacrifice!"

Many vampires are more cautious about continuing to capture Lance.

It was mainly because of the last time and the previous few strongholds were wiped out, which caused them to lose a lot of clansmen.

And since the battle in the palace, the hunt for them outside has also reached an extremely harsh level.

Although ordinary people are as inoffensive as chickens in front of them, being too conspicuous all of a sudden will only make it more difficult for them to move forward.

After all, they also need to eat, drink and have fun, and they need to buy a lot of things.

Having enjoyed the prosperity of human society, once human beings no longer provide them with those enjoyments, their life is meaningless.

"Lance must be caught. From him, we may find the code to revitalize our race!"

"Then we must also think about ourselves. If we continue like this, our ethnic group may be about to die out before we can rejuvenate!"

"If sacrificing some people can make the clan better, I think that is valuable!"

"It's nice to say, the sacrifice can't be on you, right! If you have the ability, you lead the team!"

"Do you think I don't want to? As long as you give me five first-class knights, I dare to touch that maid!"

"Oh, I almost believed what I said! Five first-class knights? Do you know how much time and energy it takes to train one?"

Everyone had their own opinions and quarreled together below.

Finally, the prince sitting on it grew impatient.

"Enough!" he said solemnly.

Everyone immediately lowered their heads one by one, bowed and stood without arguing.

Prince Wang Heng snorted coldly: "What's the use of arguing here? If the arguing can produce results, I agree with you to quarrel here every day!"

Everyone lowered their heads even lower, not even daring to breathe.

The coercion of the blood clan at the prince level is no joke, even a vampire with a shallow blood may be stunned alive.

Seeing that they were all quiet, Wang Heng snorted coldly again: "That Lance must be brought to our clan. In recent years, the number of people in our clan has been decreasing, and there are almost no new blood clans born. If we can decipher the method of transforming humans Password, our group will expand countless times!"

"Why do humans occupy the center of this world even though they have no strength? Isn't it because they occupy a strong position in terms of numbers?"

"If our blood race can also have the number of human beings, then this world will be ruled by our blood race!"

"At that time, we can raise the vampires in captivity and let them provide the freshest and high-quality blood, without having to go hunting every day, and without worrying about drinking disgusting blood full of tobacco poison, virus, alcohol, and three highs!"

The prospect the Prince had painted was too captivating.

Thinking about the blood that their special mission has hunted in the past ten years, they will be choked to death by the disgusting extra things in the blood from time to time.

They are also suffering, okay?

When it comes to "winning the lottery", they are particularly envious of those old Yinbis of the Pisces.

Thinking about how they can get the best quality blood supply just by putting on a smiley face in front of human beings, there is no room for reasoning!
"Your Highness, what you said is absolutely correct. It's just..."

Wang Heng looked at the subordinate who spoke: "Just what?"

The man trembled, but he still said bravely: "We have lost too many clansmen in recent conflicts."

The prince did not get angry, but frowned and nodded: "You are right. Every one of our clansmen is very precious and cannot be spent in a fearless place. Wait for the arrest beforehand, there is a more accurate and safe Let’s talk about the plan later. By the way, who is the maid you mentioned just now?”

Another vampire quickly stood up and explained to him: "My lord, there is a personal maid by Lance's side. I asked the clansman who transformed Lance, and he said that the maid took out a strange sickle and emitted The coercion is very strong, so he will flee in a hurry."

"Sickle? What kind of weird method?" Wang Heng became interested.

"Uh, he said that only nobles can exude that coercion."

What he didn't say was that the vampire's original words were about the level of coercion that only Her Majesty the Queen and Her Majesty the Prince can have.

He didn't have the guts to say that.

Could it be that he said that a maid has the energy comparable to his own queen and prince?
Regardless of whether what was said was true or false, whether it was a hallucination from being frightened or something real, it was impossible for anyone with a little brain to speak the original words in front of the prince.

The number of blood clans is already small enough, so he should save his life to increase the number of clansmen!
The prince didn't know his mental activities, and rubbed his chin to think about the authenticity of his words.

"You mean, a maid has the pressure of aristocrats? Is she also a vampire?"

"This...I'm afraid not. She doesn't have the breath of our blood race on her body."

"Is that a member of other dark races?" the prince asked again.

This stumped all the vampires present.

"We haven't figured this out yet. Judging from her appearance alone, she should be human. And we did some research on her, and found that she was originally a human child, and was later sent to the castle for training. But I don't know Why does she have such strong power?"

This is also the place where everyone who knows about Si Yin's existence can't figure it out.

It stands to reason that human beings are their food, how could they have such unreasonable power?
The mysterious power should be entirely inherited by their dark race, no, it should only be inherited by their blood race!

"What happened to the maid's scythe? I have never heard of any race using a scythe as a weapon." The prince asked.

Each dark race has its own familiar weapons.

Generally they prefer to use their fangs and claws.

I really haven't heard of any race that likes to use a scythe, something that only appears in death legends.

Finally, he waved his hand: "Keep an eye on them first, and find the right opportunity to get them over. It doesn't matter even if you pay some price."

With that said, he stood up and looked out of the window.

"Our race has been silent for too long!"

"Yes!" Everyone bowed and saluted, looking forward to the day when they ruled the world again.

If that day does come, they won't have to huddle in these dark places anymore.

They can freely enjoy the sunshine and rain, enjoy the seductive and pure blood of beauties and young children, just like the old yinbis of the Pisces without "selling laughs".

(End of this chapter)