Chapter 256 The Vampire Queen

Above the gray mist, inside a palace that looks like a residence for giants.

"Moon" Emlyn seriously thought about which part of the history of the blood race should be told to Mister Fool.

He and the ancestor are old friends, and he must know the things before the cataclysm very well. I don’t need to repeat it... In the fourth and fifth eras, the glory of blood races is not uncommon. There are too many histories worth telling, but the most important The most critical thing is... Emlyn quickly had an idea.

According to his current cognition, "The Fool" is likely to be an ancient god before the cataclysm. For some reason, he did not fall, fell asleep until now, and gradually recovered.

This can well explain why there has never been a similar hidden existence in the records of the blood race in the long history of thousands of years ago, until the other party's honorable name suddenly spread.

After a little deliberation, Emlyn straightened his back and said:

"After the cataclysm, the blood race left the center of the historical stage of the northern and southern continents, and became nobles of different empires and dynasties as individuals rather than ethnic groups, or governing a territory, or guarding castles in key areas.

"It wasn't until our queen, the 'Queen of the Blood Moon' Olnia who led us out of the dark age, became the wife of the Night Emperor of the Trunsost Empire, that the entire blood clan united and became an important supporter of this dynasty, that At that time, Augustus of Loen and Einhorn of Fusac must respectfully call our Queen Her Majesty the Queen.

"In that era, Queen Olnia was a symbol of beauty. If there was a magic mirror that could answer questions, then the answer to 'Who is the most beautiful woman in the world' can only be her..."

The more Emlyn spoke, the more proud he became. The more he spoke, the more proud he became, from cautious to eloquent.

The magic mirror that can answer questions, isn't this Arrods? I don't know if there are any members of "Mechanical Heart" who are so idle that their crotch hurts. Let me say "Mirror Mirror, tell me who is the most beautiful woman in the world"... What kind of answer will Arrodes make? ? Klein's sitting posture remained unchanged, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, thinking divergently.

After talking a lot, Emlyn's expression turned serious:

"All this was shattered in the 'Battle of the Four Emperors'. The Night Emperor fell, the Queen fell, and the Blood Race suffered a heavy blow. After winning the final victory, the Seven Gods supported Augustus and Einho En, Sauron, and Castilla, the four nobles, divided up the empire and destroyed the royal family that lacked high positions. Our blood race can only retreat into the uninhabited mountains and hide in dark corners to maintain the continuation of the race."

It's almost as I expected... The Seven Gods, they were already the Seven Gods during the "Four Emperors' War"... Klein thought of the statue of the Six Gods in the underground ruins of the Tudor family.

"Fortunately, at that time, the Seven Gods split and the four kingdoms attacked each other. After paying a certain price, we finally got rid of the calamity." At this time, Emlyn was very energetic.

He looked at Klein with piercing eyes and said:

"Dear Mr. Fool, do you still have time to listen to me tell the story of the life story of the 'Blood Moon Queen' and the glory that the blood race once had? It is a heavy tome composed of pages of glorious chapters, and I can repeat every part of it." part."

It seems that you can still talk about it for a day and a night... I used to think that you were a shame for a vampire who likes dolls. I don't know much about history. I didn't expect you to be so professional and academic... No wonder you always think that vampires are noble, And proud of it... This kind of guy who doesn't like to go out really became interested in what field,

It is true that in-depth research will be done, and the lifespan of a vampire is long enough... Klein thought about it, and prepared to decline Emlyn's kindness.

Although he does not lack interest in those histories, time does not allow him to listen to the other party's long speeches here.

"It's enough." Klein said with a slight smile, "I like equivalent exchange, and I won't let you state without gain. When you have a chance in the future, you can use the corresponding history to exchange what you want from me."

"...Okay." Emlyn was still a little disappointed for a moment.

This is the first time he has the opportunity to tell other people the glory of the blood race.

Usually, in order to hide his identity, he can't show it off to humans, but inside the blood race, everyone knows what they need to know, and it's not his turn to be in charge of the education of newborns.

Klein didn't say any more, and resumed his condescending attitude:

"Okay, you go back."

A crimson light suddenly lit up in front of Emlyn White's eyes, quickly engulfing him.

After a short period of dizziness, he found himself still sitting in the moving rental carriage.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the illusory parchment, and gained the knowledge of how to pray to the "fool" for help through secret agreement rituals.

When I was free at noon, I returned home, and immediately held a ceremony, asking Mister Fool to relieve my psychological hint... Emlyn suddenly became agitated.

When the carriage arrived at the Harvest Church, he calmed down and paid the fare.

After entering the church and seeing Bishop Utravsky preaching to the few believers there, he was no longer as distressed as usual, and felt quite relieved.

In this state, he inexplicably thought of something:

Father Utravsky never seems to stop me from finding a way to relieve the psychological suggestion... What is he thinking...

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East District, in a coffee shop with greasy tabletops.

Klein, who arrived at the scheduled time, was enjoying the oatmeal bread dipped in the stewed lamb soup with tender peas, while listening to the old Kohler talk about the news he had collected in the past week.

It's a pity that there is no information of great value in it.

After the other party finished speaking, Klein thought about it, took out another two-pound note, and pushed it over.

"You gave it to me just now!" Old Kohler was taken aback and waved his hand in astonishment.

Klein smiled lightly and said:

"Within this week, I will go to the South for vacation. After a year of hard work, it's time to take a break.

"I may not be back until two or three weeks, so pay you the corresponding reward in advance, hehe, don't forget to help me collect information."

"Okay, okay!" Old Kohler took the banknotes happily and gratefully.

At this moment, he has already thought about how to spend the New Year.

He planned to buy the cured ham that he was reluctant to buy before, and use it to match his bread.

Can't wait... Thanks Detective Moriarty! He swallowed unconsciously.

Klein picked up his hat, thought it over and said:

"You should be aware that the Eastern District has been a bit chaotic recently.

"Don't let yourself take risks just to inquire about the news. If you find something wrong, hide immediately and don't get involved."

The things surrounding Prince Edsac made him quite worried, so he wanted to remind the old Kohler.

"I understand." Old Kohler patted his chest and said, "I'm very timid, I won't take risks."

"Very good." Klein praised.

He immediately remembered Liv, the laundry woman, and her two lovers of reading, and hoped that

The daughters who hope to change their destiny, Freya and Daisy, said in a deep voice:

"Pay attention to Liv's family. Don't let them be bullied. If there is a riot in the East District, take them to a safe place."

"Riot...you mean the workers' struggle?" Old Kohler asked a little puzzled.

"Almost." Klein responded vaguely.

This is the limit of what he can disclose, otherwise it is easy to be suspected by people or sealed items.

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In the room with dolls of all sizes, Emlyn White, who returned home at noon, sat on a chair, enjoying the darkness caused by the curtains.

He looked around, shook his fist and said:

"Come on for me!"

After speaking, he rummaged through to find spiritual materials, and began to write the honorific name of "The Fool" and the corresponding symbols and magic signs.

After a lot of busy work, he tried the secret agreement ceremony, and his spirituality gradually drifted away, as if he had reached an infinite height.

Indistinctly, he saw countless shadows with indescribable shapes, seven rays of light that seemed to contain a lot of knowledge, and the gray-white mist high above them.

Above the boundless gray fog, there is an ancient palace that cannot be seen clearly, and a figure shrouded in gray fog sits in the palace.

Then, Emlyn saw a majestic and sacred golden figure, and saw the black wings covering the sky and the sun behind him.

Before he had time to count the number of pairs of mysterious wings, he felt himself floating up quickly and came into contact with the golden figure.

"what!"

He screamed out, covered his head and rolled all over the ground, and there were bursts of blue smoke coming out of his body.

It took a while before Emlyn calmed down, and heard the deep voice of "The Fool" echoing in his ears:

"Your psychological suggestion has been lifted."

Is this the feeling of lifting the psychological suggestion? What a pain... Emlyn sat on the ground, gasping for breath, his neatly combed hair was messy and drooping.

Above the gray fog, Klein nodded thoughtfully and said to himself:

"Sure enough, the purification and dispelling effects of the 'Sun Brooch' will harm vampires simultaneously."

He had calculated in advance that the "sunshine" needed to remove the weakened psychological suggestion was not enough to seriously injure Emlyn, so he didn't bother to change to a complicated method. Now it seems that the result is consistent with expectations.

After dealing with this matter, Klein took off the citrine pendant in the cuff of his left wrist to divination for his next plan.

"This afternoon is suitable for going to Red Rose Manor."

After reciting it seven times, he opened his eyes and saw that the pendulum was still there without spinning.

When it comes to "0" level sealed items or corresponding experts, divination is too difficult to obtain effective revelation... Klein sighed as he roughly understood the reason.

Immediately afterwards, he started divination whether it would be advisable to go to Red Rose Manor tomorrow afternoon, and failed again.

I have always said that divination is not a panacea, and now this sentence is confirmed... I have to make my own decision... This step must be taken, otherwise there is no way to leave the stage without being noticed and go behind the scenes... The sooner the better, There can be no delay, or the matter may not be cleared up... Amidst the ups and downs of his thoughts, Klein made a decision.

He immediately returned to the real world, put on a double-breasted long dress and a half-height silk top hat, and walked out of No. 15 Minsk Street. The destination was the Red Rose Manor of Prince Edesak.

ps: I just finished the author salon, and I came back from Japan, and I was exhausted, so I didn’t update in advance in the early morning, it’s still a normal time, but please ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday~ Well, I have to make up the manuscript tonight, otherwise I can’t guarantee the update time up.