Divine Blood Warrior

"Did the Oliver family lose in the end? Waters was captured on the spot and paid 50000 gold coins?"

"The Oliver family, more and more back, will lose so badly. It seems that the Oliver family is doomed to hopelessness in the battle of the count."

Looking at the news from the spies sent to Viscount Oliver, viscount Locke, sten Locke, a man with conspicuous gray hair, said to himself.

"The Fergus family's attitude is very tough this time. It seems that the Fergus family really attaches great importance to this illegitimate child. The previous assassination plan needs to be delayed."

Viscount Shirley, a man with a hooked nose, looked at the information in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Interesting, let me see if your Fergus family is qualified to compete for the title with my richens family."

Viscount ASA richens, a handsome man, looked at the information about the territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family, with a confident look on his face.

"The Fergus family is another powerful competitor, but I won't lose in the title battle."

Isabel Bessemer, a beautiful woman with black hair, is the only woman in the six Viscount families. Her face shows no less self-confidence than men.

The territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family ended with the victory of the Fergus family and the huge compensation of the Oliver family, but the impact of this war is far from over.

The contradiction between the two families has intensified. For a long time in the future, the open and secret struggle between the two families will become extremely fierce.

The Oliver family will not simply swallow this tone, and the Fergus family will not let go of the family that wants to assassinate their own children.

The result of this war had been passed to the powerful nobles of the Marquis almost on the same day through various channels. Even the aristocratic families a little farther away had received the news the next morning.

It can be seen that other families attach importance to this news. The territorial war between the two Viscount families is no longer a small matter under the marquis.

For this war, the Locke family, the Bessemer family, the Shelly family and the richens family, the four family owners who also have the "battle of the Earls" with the Fergus family and the Oliver family, have different views, but there is no doubt that the subsequent strategies of the four families will be adjusted.

In contrast, a few days later, it was reported that the former Lord heck family was destroyed overnight. More than 30 people, including servants, were spared, but few families paid attention to it.

The nobles who heard the news just smiled indifferently, but they were the victims of the game between the two families.

Gray doesn't know the subsequent impact caused by the territorial war between the Fergus family and the Oliver family. With his current intelligence collection means, he is far from reaching the areas outside the territory of viscount Fergus, and Viscount Fergus obviously has no intention to let him participate in this aspect for the time being.

He continued to practice every day, and then lived a life he admired in his previous life.

Wearing expensive high-end clothes and following a beautiful maid at any time, she can serve every need, even physiological needs, all day long.

Had it not been for the fact that the body was still too young, gray estimated that he might have lost control of it.

Enjoy the delicacies carefully cooked by the exclusive chef of the castle every day, and one meal can eat the living expenses of ordinary civilians for several months.

Occasionally I will come to the horse farm next to the castle, ride on the horse farm and gallop.

If you are not worried about being assassinated again, you can occasionally go to the stone slope forest not too far from Fergus city to participate in hunting and enjoy the pleasure of hunting.

Such a life is too extravagant, at least from the perspective of his previous life.

The only unhappiness is probably that the crisis is far from over.

As long as the Oliver family is not destroyed, the crisis will not be lifted. If there is a chance to kill him, the Oliver family will definitely do it again without hesitation.

Moreover, even if the Oliver family was destroyed, there was a crisis from other Viscount leaders.

The Marquis of Sidney has a total of six Viscount families. Apart from the Fergus family and the Oliver family, there are four families. If these four families have the opportunity, I'm afraid they will not hesitate to kill him.

In the morning, Gray's usual practice space in the south of the castle.

Gray's feet are separated, his knees are bent, he is half squatting, his body is bent forward, his hands are naturally drooping, his palms are down, his head is raised, his eyes look into the distance, and his polar eyes look into the distance.

He kept this movement motionless, just like a wind wolf crawling waiting for prey.

In his body, bursts of crisp hemp spread all over his body, as if there were sea water rippling in his body.

Every time, his physical quality will be slightly enhanced. This is the wind wolf blood implanted in his body to temper his body with the blood cultivation posture.

A lot of sweat has slipped from his forehead, which is the third time of his blood cultivation, and he has maintained this posture for a long time.

As time went by, he finally got up from his stillness, stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and suddenly made a crackling sound like exploding beans all over his body.

"The first training posture for the third time has been completed. You can start the second training posture next time."

He spoke quite casually, but his words were enough to shock Viscount Fergus and even the whole castle.

Less than half a month after Viscount Fergus's last inquiry, he has been able to complete the first cultivation posture for the third time from the original first posture for the third time, which can only last for six minutes to the present ten minutes.

This progress speed is terrible. If you continue to cultivate at this progress speed, even if you don't take blood beast blood, a precious thing that can speed up the cultivation speed, you can complete the third cultivation and improve your strength to a medium blood warrior in three months at most.

In the case of blood animal blood assistance, this time will undoubtedly be greatly shortened, which should be shortened enough to within two months.

Carefully calculated, it has not been more than 20 days since he became the next blood soldier. If there is no accident, it will take him at most three months to cultivate from the next blood soldier to the middle blood soldier.

Gray didn't know how long it took Viscount Fergus to cultivate from the lower blood warrior to the middle blood warrior, but gray knew how long it took Bernal to cultivate from the lower blood warrior to the middle blood warrior.

Four years, it took four years, that is to say, his cultivation speed is at least ten times faster than Bernal. It can be imagined how terrible his cultivation speed is now.

"Master gray, please wipe your sweat!"

Seeing that gray had stopped practicing, Barbara, the maid waiting in the distance, came forward and respectfully handed over the towel.

She wore a black-and-white Maid Dress and a white cloth wrapped hair band on her head. She had white skin and slender legs. She was also the most beautiful among the many maids in the castle.

"Yes."

Gray wiped the sweat from his forehead and returned the towel to Barbara, the maid.

He glanced at the open space for ordinary cultivation. Because it was remote and the castle was too big, it was difficult for the servant to clean every corner of the castle. The stone slab smashed by his fist last time has not been replaced yet.

At the same time, there is a lot of dust on the ground. Every time you practice, it will inevitably raise dust.

He frowned slightly and ordered immediately.

"Let someone replace this slate, and then let a special person clean it every day. It's best to replace the slate before this afternoon. I have to practice in the afternoon."

"I see, master gray. I'll ask someone to inform housekeeper Nick and let him arrange."

Barbara, the maid, nodded to the extent that gray was now valued in the castle. As long as she said this, the housekeeper would naturally make good arrangements.

Then she said in a slightly playful voice.

"But, master gray, you may not be able to practice this afternoon?"

After getting along with gray for so long, she has already found that gray is a very easy person to get along with, so she occasionally talks in such a critical tone when she is the only one with gray.

"Well, why?"

Gray wondered, but he didn't recall what special arrangement he had this afternoon.

"Today is Saturday. In the afternoon, you are going to study noble dance with Mrs. Emma in Fergus city with Miss Sarah."

It's rare to see gray confused, Barbara smiled.

"Well, it's Saturday today?"

Gray learned that it was Saturday today.

The world, like his previous life, has a work and rest system of seven days a week, but gray rarely pays attention to the day of today.

In his previous life, when he was reading, he was particularly keen on the number of weeks. After all, it was related to the holiday.

After he went to work, he no longer paid attention to the day of the week, because his work at that time was a rotation system, not the one that rested every Saturday and Sunday.