Divine Blood Warrior

"Very powerful, brother. Do you think I will be as powerful as sister Jolie Bessemer in the future?"

Hearing Viscount Fergus's description of the Bessemer family, Sarah's eyes lit up and looked at gray with expectation.

Although she was young, she was quite smart. In the past six months, the great changes in her living environment made her realize the importance of strength. Therefore, her heart was full of expectations for the cultivation of blood soldiers.

"Yes, certainly."

Gray smiled and affirmed.

With gray throwing out the topic, the atmosphere created by Baron Harris was broken, and gray and Sarah could finally participate in the conversation.

However, the atmosphere became a little subtle. Baron Harris twitched slightly. Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Gray's anti guest approach, but gray didn't care about their attitude at all.

The respect between people is mutual. Since the other party doesn't respect the two of them first, he doesn't have to respect the three of them.

After all, it was the Harris family who caused it. He was just a passive counterattack.

An hour later, a servant came and informed that dinner was ready, and they moved to the Harris family restaurant.

The dinner consisted of fried fish in green water, sweet and sour salad noodles and musk beef soup. It can be seen that the Harris family still worked hard to prepare this dinner.

Green water fish is raised and sold by Ford family. While its meat is delicious, it has no fishy smell of ordinary fish. Just fry it with sesame oil and it can immediately become delicious food.

Salad not only has vegetables, but also has fruits, with a little sour and sweet taste, with a unique flavor.

Musk beef soup should be cooked with wild musk beef for several hours. It tastes very strong. When you drink it in one mouthful, it is full of strong fragrance between lips and teeth.

Gray had a good appetite, quickly but gracefully finished his share, and then said to the maid who served next to him.

"Another one!"

Finally, he ate three full servings before he stopped.

"This amount of food...? sure enough, half of the civilian blood is flowing in the body."

Baron Harris frowned slightly, and his heart became more and more indifferent to gray. Kevin Harris and Mrs. Beth almost wrote their contempt on their faces.

Gray didn't care about it at all. Baron Harris didn't want to see him, and he didn't care about their views. Of course, the most important thing is that he must have enough to eat.

Not only because I don't want to be hungry in the middle of the night, but also because of the need to improve my strength.

The second transformation that is taking place on him will consume a lot of nutrition every day. If the nutrition can't keep up, it will affect his cultivation progress.

Compared with the progress of cultivation, the views of Baron Harris are almost irrelevant.

At the end of the dinner, Bernal, Ellis and Caroline were called into their bedroom by Kevin Harris. They didn't call gray and Sarah. The meaning of alienation is self-evident, and gray and Sarah didn't plan to join the fun with thick faces.

"Bernal, I didn't mean you. You're too tolerant to the guy with Dalit blood. The more you are, the more he will think you're bullied."

In Kevin Harris' room, Kevin Harris frowned and said.

"Yes, brother is usually too tolerant, which makes that guy more and more rampant. Last time, he robbed my blood share..."

In this atmosphere, Ellis remembered the losses he had suffered in Gray's hands during this period, and his resentment against gray broke out in an all-round way.

"Cousin, this time you have to help me vent my anger with my eldest brother."

"Don't worry, it will definitely make him look good this time."

Hearing what Ellis said about gray, Kevin Harris said coldly in his eyes.

"Cousin, don't --"

Bernal made a voice to stop, but Kevin Harris immediately interrupted him.

"Cousin Bernal, I know you take the overall situation into consideration and don't want to easily conflict with him, but being a cousin can't make you and Ellis so angry in vain. You just need to look at it."

"Cousin, you will make it difficult for me."

Bernal smiled bitterly.

This is the Harris family. He can't stop his cousin from doing anything. If he informs gray, he will hate his cousin. After all, my cousin is venting his anger for him, although the way is a little out of line.

Caroline glanced at Kevin Harris, frowning slightly, and then relaxed a moment later.

More than a year apart, seeing her cousin again, she was a little less friendly and a little more distant, and she didn't agree with each other's practices.

Although the cousin's doing so can embarrass gray, it will certainly break the trust relationship established between the eldest brother and gray. It can be said that it is extremely disadvantageous now that he is about to face the "challenge" from other Viscount families.

If there is a disagreement between the two people and they can't work together to meet the challenges of other Viscount families, the Fergus family will eventually lose.

And she doesn't think her cousin can really "get" gray easily.

After getting along with gray for more than half a year, she has some understanding of gray. Although she usually doesn't look like a mountain without dew, she is definitely a kind of person with great means.

Last time, Ellis robbed his blood share of the blood beast. He turned around and invited Lord Linde, who was usually neutral, to stand out for him. We can see that he is definitely the kind of person who does not lack means.

The most likely thing to "clean up" gray this time is that he failed to clean up gray, but let himself down.

It was late at night. After taking a bath in the Harris family bathroom, gray, who had changed his clothes, went to the bedroom arranged by the Harris family under the leadership of a Harris family servant.

The dress was sent to be cleaned by the servants of the Harris family and should be ready tomorrow morning.

Most noble families have clothes drying rooms, which are equipped with runes that can quickly dry clothes. Even in low temperature seasons, heavy clothes can dry overnight.

Led by the valet, gray came to the innermost bedroom in the corridor on the second floor of Harris castle.

"Master gray, this is your room."

The male servant is a young man in his early twenties. After taking gray to the bedroom door, he immediately turned and left. He didn't even open the bedroom door for gray. It's very impolite for servants of any family.

He raised his eyebrows. Although he felt that the servant of the Harris family was very impolite, he was not a servant of the Fergus family after all. Gray was too lazy to care about these, so he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open.

However, the next moment, he looked cold, suddenly turned back and looked at the servant who had left more than ten meters.

"Wait a minute."

"Master gray, is there anything else?"

The young servant stopped and looked back slowly. His eyes were a little guilty and asked.

"Are you sure this is my room?"

Gray said with a gloomy face and cold eyes.

"Yes, yes..."

Being stared at by Gray's sharp eyes, the young servant seemed to be stared at by a beast more powerful than a tiger and a leopard, and his words were a little clumsy.

This is also normal. With the strength of Gray's current middle blood warrior, how can ordinary tigers and leopards be comparable? The most important thing is that he has participated in actual combat, killed people and wild animals, and has accumulated some murderous Qi.

Usually, these murderous spirits are not easy to detect, but when they are angry, these murderous spirits are aroused, which immediately cools the young servants who are ordinary people.

"It seems that the Harris family is not ordinary thrift."

Gray's eyes were cold.

Just now, when he opened the door, he immediately found that the sheets and plush quilt in the bedroom were very worn, and even many sewing marks could be seen.

It's just that. It's a little shabby. As long as it can be used, he won't care.

During his stay at Fergus castle, although he lived an aristocratic life, he did not become picky and could not stand the patched sheets and plush quilts.

But what made him more angry was that there was a musty smell from these sheets and plush quilts.

If you sleep in such a room for a night, I'm afraid you'll smell moldy tomorrow.

There is no doubt that this is deliberately correcting him.