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"Your progress is truly astonishing, Mr. Aurelius."

In the brightly lit dance hall, the female teacher lifted her skirt and bowed to her partner before praising him. The latter bowed to her and humbly accepted her compliment.

"Thanks to your teaching, I was able to master the dance techniques in a short period of time."

The teacher smiled and said, "You are so modest. Few beginners are willing to put in the hard work to learn. You look like you have some experience in learning dance before."

"You are honored."

The red-haired young man had a very good attitude towards the teacher. Thanks to his good physical fitness, he didn't sweat much even after practicing dancing for a long time. Instead, he had a relaxed and lazy temperament.

Who doesn't like a patient and smart student?

The two chatted and laughed, and said goodbye outside the door. This teacher was an excellent tutor invited from outside, young but with excellent dancing skills. Looking at the back of the young man leaving, the teacher couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of a descendant of the Luo family, he must have received some education before. He is very tolerant of women."

The servant who led the way asked in agreement, "What do you mean?"

"When he dances, he usually doesn't support me, at most he just holds my waist with his arms. Such a child is either well-educated or has a pure personality. Looking at his face, I think it's the former."

Such a handsome face will definitely attract many men and women. Because of the threat of the dark fog, people are more open to enjoying themselves at any time and are more open in love.

The female teacher never considered the possibility that the other party was a virgin. Aureus, who was far away, suddenly sneezed, unaware that his reputation was damaged.

"Maybe I'm wearing too little... That's not right, the weather isn't cold."

The red-haired young man rubbed his nose and walked back muttering to himself. This was just the beginning of his feeling that something was wrong.

In the afternoon, Shaken came back from the meeting and changed his usual behavior. He even attended the history class, which he hated the most. Facing the young man's confusion, the blond noble said confidently: "My father asked me to accompany you. I can't neglect my duty, right?"

But you've never been with me before?

Mason hesitated to speak, but finally acquiesced. Walking on the road, he always felt awkward, and the number of people looking at him seemed to increase. This reminded him of the previous scene of being chased and blocked, and he became more alert.

When he returned to the house, he was even more shocked. In just one morning, the originally ordinary house became extremely luxurious. The walls were hung with priceless paintings by famous artists, all the furniture was replaced with new ones, and the floor was covered with long-haired carpets that could cover the ankles. Except for the location, the interior was renovated so much that Oleus almost thought he had walked into the wrong door.

He turned back and looked at Shaken hesitantly: "What's going on...?"

The blond noble said confidently: "What's the matter? If you don't like it, we can change it."

As the room where the ancestors lived, no matter how luxurious the decoration was, it would not be excessive. After the family meeting, Shaken had a new understanding of the importance of the other party and solemnly placed it at a new level.

This is a living ancestor who has seen Roland Agger I with his own eyes!

To the Luo family, this was like a giant dragon walking in the Dark Mist Age, a living fossil that could breathe. It was no exaggeration to praise it to the sky, let alone just changing a house.

No, rather, it would be a problem if the original ordinary decoration was still used. If the red-haired young man was not worried about being rejected, he would probably be the neighbor of the head of the family today.

Oreius, who finally understood the whole story, was very surprised. He never thought that just improving the story would have such an impact. The blond noble looked at him with shining eyes, and his face was full of requests for praise. The former could only perfunctorily praise him a few words, and the effect was quite good.

All I can say is that these people’s filters are too deep and there is no cure.

Oleus sighed and politely asked the other party to leave. In the next few days, such incidents became more and more serious. He still underestimated the strength of these die-hard fans. The Luo family, who confirmed his identity, seemed to have all their past emotions burst out. Even the coldest senior executives would greet him with a smile when they saw him.

Time passed in a flash, and before the freshman ceremony began, Oleus finally got the graduation permit from the seven teachers. His dress was also changed. When Oleus saw it for the first time, he didn't think about the price of the dress at all. He was afraid that he would sell it if he thought about it.

Shaken proudly introduced it to him: "This is a dress commissioned by Miss Violet to be made personally. It is inlaid with 152 rhinestones and the highest-grade gemstones. It is made of the finest snow silk. Various materials are added, and protective magic patterns are sewn into the lining. Wearing it can resist the attacks of A-level bloodlines. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, enough to create the most comfortable wearing experience."

From the brief introduction, it was clear how much care had gone into making this dress, and the effect was outstanding. When Oleus was done wearing it, the blond noble couldn't help but whistle at him, praising his own aesthetics with pride.

He was about the same height as Aurelius, and he wore the same outfit today, which made him look longer-legged, broader-shouldered, and more elegant. Wherever he went, he would attract a crowd of admirers.

The nobleman, who was always the center of the crowd, was willing to serve others this time and personally led Aurelius to the ceremonial hall. There were few servants in the corridor, and the red carpet swallowed up the footsteps of the two. When they walked to a closed door, Shaken smiled softly and said, "Are you ready? There are many people waiting for you outside."

Outside this door is full of glory, conspiracy and power. Open it and you will welcome your new life, master noble authority, or face sudden death one day.

Are you ready?

Facing Shaken's eyes, the red-haired young man answered without hesitation: "Of course."

The former smiled gently, raised his hand and opened the door to another possibility for him. The light and music of the crystal chandelier flowed in from outside the door, and Oleusmay walked in and saw countless faces looking at him, pairs of eyes of different colors looking in the direction of the open door.

At this moment, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

The magnificent hall was packed with people. The decorations that I had seen before were replaced with new ones today. The nobles crowded every corner and exchanged information in a low voice. From time to time, my eyes swept over the groups of people in the center. Not surprisingly, each of them was a noble who could control the lifeline of Partington City.

The Luo family had already been among the crowd, entertaining their friendly guests. The eldest son Arnold, who was good at business, had taken over the family's business activities early on. Many nobles would be jealous of him for money. The second son Dan yawned lazily, his aura was out of place but he cleverly blended into the banquet. He might be more interested in clearing the black fog than the beautiful ladies present.

When the door opened and they saw the two people arriving, all the family members present applauded and expressed their joy with their actions.

The first to appear was a blond noble with a tender smile on his face. Everyone knew him. As the most beloved youngest son of the head of the family, he had good connections with all the families. He even went deep into the black fog on his own, and after a hard battle, he obtained the rare bloodline of the Shadow Puppet!

But even such a person, today's only task is to open the door. The real protagonist walked down the stairs, the pure white fabric was like the fresh snow in the north, the waist was thin, and the clean fabric was inlaid with countless rhinestones and gemstones. The glittering but not complicated structure was just right, giving the dress a luxurious beauty without being too noisy.

The most exquisite design is the string of broken diamonds at the collar, which are cleverly arranged in the shape of branches and vines, with a dark golden gem at the end, which complements the owner's eyes. The tall patriarch nodded slightly after seeing him, and with a low cough, the whole audience fell silent.

"I am very happy to see you all today. As you all know, the Luo family will welcome a descendant who has been living abroad..."

The matter of the ancestors is a secret. Except for the families participating in the Round Table Council, it still needs to be kept secret. The family welcomes him as a lost bloodline. With Ron's introduction, the sensitive nobles have noticed something wrong.

Such a ceremony is too gorgeous and formal for ordinary tribesmen!

They each had their own plans, but they all looked very friendly. After the brief speeches, it was time to give out gifts.

The twelve families were naturally the first to present gifts. The first few were fine. When it was the fourth family's turn, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties stood up. He had a double beard and his eyes were as green as a snake. He was Ron's biggest concern, the father of the brothers Aybo and Eamon, and the head of the Garcia family.

The Luo family was as surprised as if they had eaten a fly when they saw him. They always felt that this guy was up to no good. As expected, the green-eyed noble clapped his hands with a smile, and the servants behind him presented a gift box inlaid with gold foil and broken diamonds. Judging from the packaging alone, this gift was worth a fortune.

"It's great news that the Luo family has a new member. I brought a gift this time, and I hope Mr. Oleus will like it."

He opened the gift box himself, revealing the beautiful jade inside. It was as clear as a stream of water, with a small golden fish swimming in it. The jade is a dead object, and the fish is a living thing, and the two are dependent on each other, forming a natural and stunning scene.

Some nobles who knew about this thing couldn't help but shout: "Is this a jade goldfish?!"

For the bloodline, purifying pollution and improving strength are the top priorities. If the former can still be purified by the temple's manpower, then the latter cannot be achieved without resources.

To move from the lowest level of bloodline to the top level step by step requires hard work, talent and a lot of luck. For bloodline people who want to break through themselves, going to the [Kingdom of God] for training is the best choice!

After the gods fell, their power remained, and countless changes occurred. The kingdom of the gods is full of treasures and monsters, opportunities and dangers coexist, and the most difficult thing is how to get the [Ticket].

Only the believers of the gods can enter their kingdoms, and to enter the kingdoms one must obtain the aura of the believers. But except for the twelve true gods, all other alien gods have been conquered. Even if the kingdoms of the gods still exist, how easy is it to enter?

To solve this problem, people would study the replicas of the "tickets" every time they found a kingdom of God. The Emerald Goldfish is one of them.

It corresponds to the kingdom of the alien god [Mother of Ten Thousand Stones], which is in charge of the mineral field. If you go there and take a look, you can get rich even if you don't improve your strength. It is the most popular kingdom of gods that have been conquered so far. This also means that its threshold is extremely high, and even the twelve round table families can only get a small amount.

The Garcia family is actually willing to take this thing out?

Not to mention the nobles present, even Ron's heart skipped a beat, wondering what the other party was planning.

The head of the family saw the dagger in his eye and said with a smile, "However, it would be boring to just give gifts. Why don't we both send people to compete, and this jade goldfish will be the prize. I wonder if everyone in the Luo family is willing to do so?"

He said Oleus's name, but his eyes were looking at Ron's face. The blond head of the family immediately turned pale. How could this be a question? This was a naked provocation! If they refused here, the news that the Luo family fled without a fight in the face of Garcia's provocation would spread throughout the streets and alleys the next day.

If I agree to it, what if I lose?

He glanced at the other person obscurely. Ai Bo was talking to his brother and didn't care what his father said. As the son of the head of the family, he was naturally qualified to attend the banquet. If there was really a competition, he would be the only choice to participate. If he participated, what else would he lead?

He was in a state of uncertainty, but finally gave the choice to the host of the banquet: "Aureus, are you willing to accept it?"

Thanks to the church library, he gained a lot of extracurricular knowledge, at least he had learned these common sense. The red-haired young man recognized what it was and nodded without hesitation, smiling at ease: "What do you want to compare?"

This calm demeanor made the Garcia family head suspicious. Seeing this, Ron said calmly, "Of course it depends on the Garcia family's proposal. In that case, I'll add some spice."

He took off a ring from his hand and threw it in the middle of the table. Everyone who saw this scene took a deep breath. Who doesn't know that every accessory of an SS-level bloodline is a sealed item? For the head of the family to wear it, this sealed item must be at least A-level, or even S-level!

The meaning of this competition suddenly changed. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot. The head of the Garcia family secretly calculated the account. He didn't believe that anyone of the same age could beat Ai Bo. After receiving training from the chairman of the parliament, the eldest son, who was already a genius, was now even more powerful. Even he himself could not ensure that he could completely suppress the opponent.

What about this young boy?

No matter how you look at it, he can't be as powerful as Ron.

The head of the Garcia family calmed down and called out, "Aibo, you just came back and haven't met everyone yet. This time, you will be this person's opponent. Young people need to interact more so that they can have good relationships in the future."

Are you afraid that you won't be able to win and lose face?

The nobles who knew the inside story had some grumbles in their hearts, but due to the difference in family power, they all smiled and praised the two family heads for their overall perspective.

Ron smiled and told the servants to take the guests to the training ground for viewing. He went with the head of the Garcia family. The two old foxes chatted hypocritically, followed by a group of young people. Oleus turned his head to look at Ai Bo. It was the first time for him to take a good look at this legendary genius.

Aybo looks similar to his brother Eamon, both with brown hair and green eyes. But compared to his brother, Aybo always has a faint smile on his face and a gentle and calm temperament.

In sharp contrast, Emon, who was standing behind him, was so angry when he saw the red-haired man staring at his brother. He took it upon himself to drag Abo behind him and stared back at him fiercely.

Shaken snorted coldly, blocked Oleus behind him, and glared back. The two men in front tried to fight with their eyes, and the two men behind them who were about to go on stage looked at each other and nodded politely. When they arrived at the door of the training ground, the two groups went to the dressing room separately. Someone had delivered the clothes in advance, and Shaken kicked the door shut, crossed his arms and looked unhappy.

"This is a conspiracy, and the Abbott family is like a monster. How can they win?"

The red-haired young man took off his clothes, revealing his lean back and strong waist, and changed into the clothes in the closet that were convenient for exercise. Without turning his head, he asked, "What is his ability?"

Shaken frowned, "I don't know. His bloodline is very special, and his abilities are always changing. Garcia keeps this a secret, so we can only select from the bloodlines we know about."

"What is certain is that bloodline has a certain replication ability. As long as the bloodline ability is used in front of him, it will be replicated, but the number is limited. Three years ago, he could only replicate three types, but now he should be able to replicate more."

This ability is quite terrifying and unpredictable. As long as it is properly matched, it can annoy all enemies. The blond noble sighed, briefly stated his opinion, and said solemnly before leaving: "Good luck."

After changing his clothes, Oreius needed to go through another door, which led to the passage leading to the stadium. There were servants waiting in the long and narrow passage. After the servants informed him to go on stage, the red-haired young man walked along the passage to the training ground.

The structure here is similar to a fighting arena, with a circular shape, and the stage is full of noble spectators. When he walked out of the passage, he happened to see Ai Bo walking towards him. Cheers and applause swept in from all directions, as if they were in the center of the world, which made their heart beat faster.

The two sides exchanged greetings, and the nobleman who was the referee announced the start of the match. Ai Bo smiled at him and said politely, "I'm going to take action."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aurelius felt a sharp pain on his cheek. When he looked at the other person again, he was already behind the young man. Blood was dripping from his slender white fingers, and his expression was not clearly visible under his hair.

So fast!

This speed has exceeded the limit of human reaction, and the nobles shouted in surprise. As expected of a strong man who was enthroned, Oreius had never seen anyone so fast before him.

What was even more surprising was that the [Holy Arms] that was supposed to be triggered by blood seemed to have encountered some kind of obstacle, and was firmly and decisively blocked by some force. Even if the opponent wiped the blood off his hands, he was unable to complete the control. For the first time, Oreus's blessing of success met an opponent.

Who is this guy?

The red-haired young man put aside his surprise, and his pupils, strengthened by blood, stretched vertically, concentrating on capturing every detail. He drew out his long sword, and his fingertips slashed across the blade, spreading out gorgeous thorn patterns.

Compared to the first time he used this ability, the thorns had now climbed up about five centimeters. Oreius just waved it lightly, and the sound of mournful wailing echoed faintly, flooding into the ears of everyone in the field.

Orelius, who was already used to it, swung his long sword horizontally, heading straight for the opponent's waist and abdomen. Aibo felt a pain in his head, and his right hand collided with the long sword, making a clanging sound. Then he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a forked snake tongue. Hissing whispers penetrated his brain like water waves, slowing down the red-haired young man's steps.

The Hart family head saw it and said, "Something is wrong... This should be the bloodline ability of the bell snake, [Seduction], which can influence the opponent through sound. I know that there is a guard beside the chairman of the council who has this ability."

During his explanation, Aibo's eyes suddenly became extremely deep. Oleus felt pain in his calf, and he kicked him in the stomach with an expressionless face. Aibo groaned and was kicked away, and a series of sparks flew from the sword and fingertips. The red-haired young man's calf was bleeding, and a small piece of bone pierced through the skin and clothes, and popped out with a creak.

Dan almost stood up: "Isn't this my ability?!"

His bloodline comes from some kind of contaminated undead creature, and his ability is to control bones, and he can regenerate or extract bones.

This ability may sound ordinary, but the young Dan turned it into a killer. As long as he thought carefully, he could even beat human bones. The white bone mountain once became a beautiful landscape in the battle.

Arnold also frowned. "After three years, Aibo's abilities have become more difficult to deal with. Oleus will have a hard time."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the red-haired young man calmly press the bone back. The blood soaked the clothes and bones, and they were armed according to his ideas. The nobles present were stunned, even Aibo was stunned.

He originally wanted to use the simplest method to defeat the opponent. For a Bloodline, such an injury would only take time to recover from. Although the battles of Bloodline were mostly bloody and brutal, he was truly a ruthless person to remain calm.

The turned-out flesh healed itself, and Oreius rushed forward and stabbed with his sword without blinking. When Aibo used his old trick to block the sword with his hand, he drew out [Aesthetics] with his left hand and fired three shots at the opponent at close range!

The bullets were fired with a sharp sound, and the series of actions were as fast as lightning and flowing water. The Owen family was still represented by the fiery-haired woman from last time, who asked jokingly, "Does your family have a grudge against him?"

The head of the Garcia family, who was sitting next to him, had a gloomy expression. When he saw the buttons on Aibo's collar flashing slightly, forming an invisible barrier to block the bullets, he snorted coldly: "It's just some tricks."

The two men moved away from each other. The red-haired young man's attack seemed tireless, and he struck one sword after another with an endless momentum, like towering mountains pressing down on him, bringing with it the bloody feeling of decisive killing. This was the momentum that only those who had experienced actual combat could have. Even though his blood vessels were strengthened, Aibo's fingertips were still slightly numb from the shock.

He no longer used his body to receive the sword, but turned his wrist and drew out a sword, the blade of which was only half the size of an ordinary long sword. With a press of his finger, a blue laser flashed out from the tip of the sword, and the energy physically competed with the knight's long sword, and the joint actually made a sizzling sound of high temperature corrosion.

A noble saw this scene and immediately felt envious: "The latest A27 laser sword from the Mechanical City, the Garcia family is really rich."

"Yeah, this one will cost tens of thousands of loppies. It turns out that the Twelve Round Table families are really rich and powerful."

"But this is a restricted tool. Normally it is used to kill monsters above rank A. Is it okay to use it in a competition?"

Of course there is a problem!

This evil boy! Using a laser sword in such a situation, wouldn't that just give others something to hold against him?

The head of the Garcia family was so angry that his beard was curling up. Ai Bohun didn't care what his father thought. He explained to the man in front of him with a gentle face: "I'm sorry, my father called me to the battlefield temporarily. I don't have any other weapons with me, so I can only use this to make up for it."

It seems that the relationship between the two fathers and sons is not very good. Oleus thought with mixed feelings, and it was difficult to describe his strong shock at this moment. It was like seeing the opponent suddenly take out a Gundam laser sword in a wizard duel. The red-haired young man replied dryly, "It's okay", and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with a sword. His mind was full of unbelievable things.

But Ai Bo didn't let him go and continued to chat with him: "You are very good, do you have a teacher?"

Oreius deflected the tip of his sword. "No."

Ai Bo sighed and snapped his left hand. Oleus' feet suddenly sank, and long vines broke out of the ground and entangled his feet tightly. "Then you are much better than me. I am often chased and beaten by the teacher."

The image of an old man with a white beard and a rage suddenly popped up in the red-haired young man's mind. Once the anger died down, the two men's fight became perfunctory. The red-haired young man dodged the pursuit, and with a sweep of his long sword, he cut off the living vines, and took the opportunity to distance himself from the opponent. You sword and I sword, it was like a fake match.

Ai Bo didn't take his father's instructions to heart at all, and there was a hint of curiosity in his conversation. He said a few more words, and seeing that the young man didn't want to say more, he didn't force him, and took the initiative to raise one hand and said, "I give up."

The genius's voluntary surrender shocked everyone. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two of them had not tried their best. The head of the Garcia family was particularly dissatisfied.

Aibo turned a deaf ear to the discussions on the stage. He put away his laser sword and shook hands with Oleus naturally. As they passed by, the brown-haired noble's voice reached the young man's ears softly, causing his pupils to shrink slightly.

"Has anyone ever told you that your abilities aren't bloodline?"

He turned around and looked, only to see the other person's back disappearing into the passage.

Oreius's ability comes from the blessing of the stars. Without a corresponding monster, it naturally cannot be considered a bloodline.

But how did Ai Bo know?