They all call me master.

Chapter 783 Blood Secret IX

There is a difference between deception and concealment.

To deceive, you only need to deceive yourself, and then you can basically deceive everyone else.

But concealment is different.

No matter how you hide it, there will always be loopholes.

Even if you hide a leaf in the forest, you will encounter elementary school students wearing glasses and high school students with pigtails who will tirelessly look for differences.

If you meet an adult smoking a pipe and wearing a deerstalker hat, then congratulations, you have won the jackpot.

'Blood Drinker' Heber experienced something similar.

Therefore, when faced with its absolute 'fatal point', it chose to 'forget'!
That's right!

Just forget!

When it used 'distortion' to change 'the blood of its descendants can kill it' to 'the blood of its female descendants within five generations will cause fatal harm to it', it forgot part of it!
That part is extremely critical!
It is also hidden layer by layer!

That part is——

Only members of the 'Blood Clan' who possess the blood of its female descendants within five generations can cause fatal damage to it.

In this part, the 'Blood Drinker' Heber used the secret technique of the 'Blood Clan' to make himself forget.

Then, it will remember when it comes into contact with its own female descendants within five direct generations.

besides?

There is no possibility of being spied on.

After all, it doesn't remember.

"As expected of me!"

The sudden emergence of memories in his mind almost made Blood Drinker Heber laugh out loud.

It admires its own decision.

It even laughed at the ignorance of the Nanlos medium in front of it.

finally--

"Hahaha."

This former demigod couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The complacency and sarcasm in his laughter, and the micro-expressions on his face, made Arthur's mouth curl up.

Arthur also chuckled.

"why are you laughing?"

'Blood Drinker' Heber stopped laughing, with doubt in his eyes.

"Why are you laughing again?"

Arthur asked rhetorically.

"I laugh at ridiculous things!"

'Blood Drinker' Heber narrowed his eyes.

"Same, same, I am also laughing at ridiculous things."

Arthur's eyes narrowed slightly.

Looking at the appearance of Nanlos's medium, 'Blood Drinker' Heber always felt that something was wrong. Almost subconsciously, the demigod wanted to temporarily distance himself from him.

but,
late.

In its vision, a hint of blood appeared in the eyes of the young Nanlos psychic.

That is the symbol of a member of the 'Blood Clan'.

Heber recognized the 'Blood Drinker'.

How could a psychic like Nanlos be a member of the 'Blood Clan'?

Subconsciously, the demigod looked at Arthur's left hand that was not holding the sword - that hand was not only tucked into his sleeve, but also covered by his torso.

The demigod couldn't see everything clearly.

However, this demigod was certain that the fingers of that hand were wearing the [Blood of Drowned]!
The demigod didn't know where the young Nanlos psychic got the [Blood of Drowned], nor did he know why it didn't sense the incomplete blood-sucking ancestor.

After all, none of this matters anymore.

What’s important is that the demigod wants to know how the Nanlos psychic discovered it!

It is clearly hidden perfectly.

why?
Why can the Nanlos psychic in front of us discover it?
With reluctance, the demigod spoke—

"How did you know?"

Arthur smiled.

He answered as a matter of course.

"I am a psychic." Hearing such a matter-of-fact statement, 'Blood Drinker' Heber was speechless, or rather, he was reduced to ashes and could not refute it at all.

Arthur would never tell the other party that the quick exit of the ‘Descendant of Blood’ was just some of his guesses in his heart.

For a suspicious guy like Arthur, since the 'Blood Drinker' Heber has distorted his own weaknesses and caused the conditions to change, he wondered whether the distortion would be bigger and the conditions would change more.

For example: add the entry 'Blood Clan'.

After all, the end result won't change, so why not make the conditions that can change more stringent?
With this premise, Arthur will of course be more careful.

After the 'Descendant of Blood' left the stage, he asked his dog to bring him the [Blood of Doting].

This is just in case.

Even if it's wrong, so what.

But what if it’s right?
Arthur lowered his head and looked at the gradually dissipating ashes, then shifted his gaze and looked at the [Spider Claw] in his hand.

A chilly feeling of heat emerged from the bottom of my heart.

The appearance is ice.

The inside is wrapped in flames.

In just a moment, Arthur's eyes changed -

In the luxurious manor, handsome and beautiful young men and women were arguing while playing with him like a doll.

"enough!
We don't need those extra conditions!

If it weren't for the Marquis's interest in the port's management rights, you wouldn't have become my wife!"

The young man impatiently stopped his wife from speaking.

"Humph!

Do you think that if the Marquis had not come to visit and expressed his sincerity, I would have married a 30-year-old "blood clan" like you who can't even enter the rank?"

The beautiful wife spoke while baring her teeth fiercely.

The sharp teeth like those of a wolfhound represent the status of the "blood clan", and the scarlet shadow faintly appearing behind him further indicates his wife's identity as an "enterer".

Faced with the scarlet shadow, the young and handsome man retreated again and again.

This caused his wife to laugh at him.

The angry husband rushed out of the door.

Only the idle wife was left.

Dress up their son?
It was still quite interesting just now.

Now?

Without that one person to ridicule, everything becomes boring.

It would be better to find a male servant to play some fun games.

"Hyber, put on your clothes and boots, and remember to tie your tie nicely.

If you can't do that...

I'll lock you up with those bloody pigs."

In response to his mother's words, Heber acted quickly.

He didn't want to be locked up with the bloody pigs.

But in the end, he screwed up.

The three fingers that his mother had broken last night made it impossible for him to tie a bow tie properly.

He was not taken to the party.

After being slapped twice by his father, he was still locked up with the blood pigs - the women who provided fresh blood for the "Blood Clan" were called blood pigs.

Most of them are girls who have made mistakes.

A small number of them were young girls bought at high prices.

He and a bought girl, Elizabeth, were locked up in the greenhouse - in order to ensure the deliciousness of the blood, the living environment of the blood pig was not bad, and the food was also extremely high-quality, even if it was mainly vegetarian.

But many people think that the blood pig should be thankful to enjoy such treatment before death.

However, this does not include Elizabeth.

Elizabeth didn't want to die.

So, Elizabeth kidnapped Heber.

The girl believed that as the son of a great man, Heber could buy her a way out.

But, unfortunately...

Heber's parents wished he were dead.

(End of this chapter)