Thanks for the invitation. I am a parasite in Terra.

"Although I can't remember anything now...but I know...there are some things I must remember!"

She seemed to have made up her mind and whispered as she walked.

"Evil spirit, it doesn't matter if you don't tell me... I will find it myself, whether it's the part about Theresa... or the other parts!"

Vaguely, the doctor could feel that there was some important person whom he had not yet remembered.

(First of all, I wish everyone a happy Mother’s Day! I also wish a happy Mother’s Day to the PhD author of this book!)

(What? You asked me why I chose Dr. Zhu instead of Zuo? First of all, I don’t want a male mother! Secondly… Dr. Zhu already has a daughter named Little Bunny! A single mother is still a mother!!)

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Chapter 21: The nature of dragon...what?

The Earldom of Warwick...Oh no, it should have been renamed the Earldom of Dragonblood now.

Although I don't know why the title of this lord who took over the Earl of Warwick's legacy is so... ostentatious? Or is it more appropriate to describe it as arrogant?

Dragon Blood Prince........

It was as if it was specially used to indicate something, for example, regarding Victoria's current situation, there is another bloodline besides Aslan who represents the lion that is qualified to inherit the throne.

Draco, the symbol of the red dragon...

If it is really Draco who succeeded to the throne, I believe the living environment of the Tara people would be improved now, right?

The butler walked out of the manor house, trimming the greenery outside the mansion with a pair of shears as usual. This work had been handed over to this meticulous old man long before the original servants ran away. After all, for the Earl of Warwick, these planted plants might be the only aristocratic decoration in the entire manor.

It's just that...the Dragon Blood Prince didn't seem to have any desire for this kind of flower garden. The housekeeper could see that he strode into the manor and ignored the only flower garden around him that was exquisitely maintained and in standard Victorian aristocratic style. Instead, his eyes were always attracted by those cheap objects that looked expensive on the outside...but in fact, they were just easy to reflect colors because of the materials and sunlight.

The butler assured that he had tried his best to be tactful, but he recalled the way the other party entered the mansion with two other girls... perhaps partners or relatives, to choose a room.

To be honest, although it sounded unpleasant, he really couldn't find any other so-called euphemistic way to express it.

Although the Dragon Blood Earl gave him the feeling that his temperament was far superior to all the "nobles" he had ever seen, when he looked around the mansion, he felt like...

A country person without any sense of propriety.

You know, the Victorian aristocracy, to put it bluntly, is pretentious and cumbersome in its etiquette, but this kind of thing is indeed engraved in the bones of every old aristocrat.

Warwick may have spent little on his mansion, but his daily behavior was undoubtedly in line with Victoria's aristocratic image.

But this guy...his aura is stronger than that of ordinary nobles, but his attitude is not like those of nobles. It seems as if he always wants to raise his neck and tell some "high-level anecdotes" that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

It was as if he believed, like most people, that nobles should decorate their residences with luxurious minerals and precious metals...

Wait....ores and precious metals...gems and gold?

The butler was suddenly stunned, then he touched his chin as if he suddenly remembered something... In this way... this seemingly ostentatious title made sense.

After all, the ancient documents that have been handed down all record that red dragons are all keen on using these to decorate their palaces. Apart from these, the only things that can attract their interest are women or men.

.......

......

"Sister, what is this?"

In the building of Londinium, Lavshini looked at her sister with some confusion. The latter was leaning on the sofa, holding a lavender gem in her hand in a trance.

"I wonder what's so attractive about this thing."

"Where did the gem come from?"

"Zuo Jian found it on the wardrobe in the room on the top floor. It seems to be a decoration for a suit. I asked him about it and he had no objection."

Abrana glanced at her sister and spoke calmly.

"But sister, you don't seem to be very interested in it."

"That's right. I was wondering, since this thing has no resilience at all, and can neither be used as a weapon nor enhance the efficiency or power of spells, why do those old books say that it has a huge attraction to red dragons... to Draco?"

"To be honest, it's hard to say whether this kind of book is authentic because it's so old that its origin cannot be traced. It's probably the same as the distant history of Yan Country, which said that fat was beautiful in a certain dynasty." Ravshini just lowered her head and continued to flip through the book in her hand that she got from somewhere.

Abrana turned around and casually put the gem in her hand aside, thinking that she would put it back later. She really didn't feel any attraction to this thing.

After all, how could Draco, who is so powerful and noble, be attracted by such a broken stone?

..........

...

Absolutely! This Dragonblood Prince might be a Drake!

Otherwise, how to explain his focus on cheap objects that reflected bright light? Could it be that before this, he was just an ordinary person who had nothing to do with the so-called nobility and imagined that the emperor would use a golden hoe to plow the land?

"No....Huh....What on earth am I thinking about."

The butler lowered his head and let out a long sigh.

While the Dragon Blood Duke was out on business, some of the residents who had originally left the Earldom gradually returned.

They said that when they were planning to leave, they met the Iron Duke's soldiers at various checkpoints. The soldiers informed them that the Iron Duke was willing to guarantee to the Tara people with his own honor that the newly appointed Dragon Blood Duke would not suppress or exploit the Tara people.

He might even do better than the Earl of Warwick.

After saying this, the Iron Duke's soldiers did not take any other action. It did not seem like they were making big promises first and then asking them to come back "voluntarily". It seemed as if they really just came to inform them.

What a joke, this is the Iron Duke! They even suspected that they had heard it wrong. Not to mention the Iron Duke, it was simply unthinkable for any duke to use his reputation to guarantee a group of Tara people.

Although there are still some people who think that this is just a disguise of the nobles and insist on leaving, considering that in today's era, most nobles are actually too lazy to even pretend when facing the so-called commoners, so there are still many Tara residents who return because of this.

Therefore, the butler understood that it was meaningless to speculate about the intentions of the new earl...or the future duke.

He would have been better off agreeing with the last Earl of Warwick in this respect of the people of Tara.

That's all the butler needs to know.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that maybe he had underestimated Lord Longxue's taste. After all, what the historical scrolls said might not be true. People's attention was focused on those shiny, cheap objects. Maybe this meant that he just liked this kind of furniture produced by ordinary people, right?

The rumors that Draco is cruel, brutal, greedy, and licentious might just be some old rumors!

Just as the butler was thinking about it, a land vehicle suddenly drove over from a distance, and then drifted to a stop at the door of the mansion.

"This is the residence of Lord Longxue. May I ask who you are..."

The butler stepped forward and noticed that the woman driving the car was one of the girls who had entered the mansion with Lord Dragonblood before.

"Ah, it's you, Miss. May I ask if the master has come back..." The butler said, looking towards the back seat of the car. When he thought he could see that familiar face...

But I found that there were many women lying in the back seat! !

Wait wait wait wait!

The housekeeper rubbed his eyes and looked at the unconscious women in the back seat...

One was a girl I had met before, who came with the Dragonblood Prince. Her name seemed to be Laurentina.

There were also three Sarkaz women, one of whom was an unknown race but had short black hair and looked pretty.

This person did not seem to lose consciousness at the moment, but his face was flushed and he was still breathing heavily...it seemed that he had experienced some strenuous exercise.

As for the one in the driver's seat... Although there seemed to be nothing wrong, the sharp-eyed butler could still see that Skadi's limbs were still trembling slightly from time to time...

one two three..

Six?!

Oh my god.... Should I say that he is worthy of being called Drake? He actually has such a strong physique... He is indeed different from those traditional Victorian aristocrats who seem strong but have been hollowed out by alcohol and sex!

"Um, Miss Skadi, may I ask, where is the master? And who are these people..." Although he had already guessed most of the situation in his mind, the butler still asked calmly.

"Lord Dragonblood still has some unfinished business. Let's go back to the mansion and rest for a while. As for them... they are Lord Dragonblood's friends."

At this moment, the Doctor slowly stood up and spoke as if he was calming his breathing.

"Please... place these three... no, these two in the mansion as well."

The doctor started by pointing at the strange white-haired pardoner, Liz, and Theresa.

But after just a moment’s hesitation, he changed the number of people and excluded Theresa.

"The remaining two..."

"Skadi and I will move..."

Although the doctor was a little weak, he still jumped off the lander, and then he and Skadi moved Theresa and Laurentina back to the room.

The butler stood there, watching Skadi and the unknown lady, one on each side, supporting the other two, and slowly returning to the mansion.

The other two Sarkaz girls just lay on the back seat of the land vehicle, showing no sign of waking up.

When he thought of this, the old man swallowed unconsciously.

Is this...the strength of Lord Dragon Blood?

He didn't dare to think too much, but carefully supported the two strange Sarkaz women and walked into the guest room step by step...

(It’s about to begin, it’s about to begin! I’m about to start writing the main storyline of His Highness and Zuo Jian.)

(Oh my! I like it

(By the way, there are no lilies, no lilies, no lilies. I must say this three times.)

Chapter 22, Left Room: Children, I am not back

Laurentina had forgotten the last time she returned to this space where there was no object in sight.

If she remembered correctly...her earliest memory was when she first underwent the Deep Sea Hunter transformation surgery.

The side effects of the transformation caused her to be unconscious for an unknown period of time, but it was much easier than the next time.

Ah, she remembered that the last time her consciousness sank here was because the Deep Sea Church tried to enter.

She was conducting an experiment to fuse with Originium, and the intense pain caused her to fall into a coma.

Then... then... her consciousness was trapped here, and she kept venting her anger at the scum of the church... and then...

Ah, yes.

Then, Zuo Jian came to his side.

Left room.....Left room....

Where is the left room?

Laurentina suddenly opened her eyes and realized that the voice that had always existed in her mind had completely disappeared at this moment. There was no echo, no perception, as if... it had never existed.

Only then did Laurentina realize that the surrounding environment was strange yet somewhat familiar to her.

The Duke of Warwick's house? The room she and Skadi had chosen together?

Her brain woke up in an instant and gave the answer to her doubts. The moment this thought came into her mind, her perception continued to spread out, just like the wavelength of a radar continued to spread invisibly. At this moment, all the humanoid creatures in the mansion were sensed by Laurentina.

She could even feel that this ability to detect could continue to extend.

Her body also became... more flexible, as if in just a moment, the flesh and blood could expand into any shape she needed. In the distance, she could even sense scattered dots flashing.

Is that Xiutina and the others? At this moment, he could even sense them directly and give orders together, as if every piece of flesh and blood that spread out was derived from his own hands.

She had never felt so good before...as she did today.

No one shared everything in this body with her, and every part of her flesh and blood was completely obedient to her at this moment, as if... as long as she wanted.

A drop of blood dripped from Laurentina's fingertips. It was captured by gravity in mid-air, tumbling to the ground. Then, it began to roll and spread in her eyes, like a beast accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity to tear the cage apart.

She felt that with just a thought, these bloods would instantly transform into an army that devoured everything. They would not stop, were not afraid of death, and would devour everything until they had painted the entire land with scarlet color.

Zuo Jian had previously given her most of the control, and she had been curious about what it would be like if she completely suppressed Zuo Jian.

But she never thought that... when Zuo Jian completely left her side, everything she controlled him to leave behind would be... like this.

His departure was like unlocking the last valve, releasing all the so-called "power", making her feel as if she could overturn the entire earth with just a thought.

But...but....

Laurentina suddenly bent her body, huddled on the edge of the bed, and covered her chest tightly with her hands.

"Zajian...where have you been...I..."

She certainly knew how much this power could drive people crazy, how much it could drive people into insane levels of madness from which they could not extricate themselves.

Yes, the power that can make the earth tremble with just a wave of his hand, how desirable it is. This power has always existed in his body until he left and Laurentina took over and controlled it... But... But...

The white-haired girl hid in the blind spot outside the window where the two moons shone. At this moment, she did not look like a powerful person who mastered the power of natural disasters and world destruction... Instead, she looked more like an ordinary girl who had lost something precious.

"Za...Where have you been..."