Chapter 169 Gray's Strange Metaphor

The night is as cool as water, and the main gate of the palace is magnificent.

The pale-faced black-haired beauty lifted her red rose-like skirt and bowed gracefully.

Immediately, Lisa raised her beautiful red eyes and said softly:

"Please allow me to address you as Lord, Baron Yeats. I await your summons at any time and look forward to the day when I can return to Morningfrost Ridge with you."

Ye Zhi nodded slightly and said, "You should know healing magic, right?"

"Yes, before I became a vampire, I learned healing magic from my teacher." Lisa's red eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "In fact, becoming a vampire has one advantage, which is that I can use blood magic."

Speaking of her expertise, Lisa's tone quickened slightly: "Blood magic and healing magic are used together, and can be applied to surgical operations, biological anatomy, etc...."

"In short, please believe in my ability." Lisa smiled. "Although I am a vampire, I am also an excellent doctor. After all, people believe that the souls of doctors who dissect corpses will eventually go to hell, and I am not afraid."

In the Middle Ages, the understanding of medical knowledge was still quite backward, and doctors left the profession of surgery to barbers, which was closely related to the ignorant ideas spread by the church.

Although Lisa is a vampire, she is dedicated to medicine... Ye Zhi thought to himself... With her joining, the medical construction of Morning Frost Ridge will hopefully be promoted.

The Snowy Owl folded its wings, stood on the steps, and tilted its head: "Gu?"

Blood magic?

I don't think I've heard of this kind of magic in the eight major schools of magicians? Ye Zhi conveyed Snow Owl's confusion to Lisa.

"I know your magical pet. It has caused a great sensation in Jianhe University." Lisa said with a smile, "Its understanding is correct. Blood magic is indeed not one of the eight major schools, because the source of blood magic is a being called [Blood Lord]."

All magic in the eight major schools, except the School of Necromancer, comes from the Magic Network and the magic goddess Minerva.

The power of the School of Necromancer comes from the goddess of death.

Ye Zhi had a vague impression of the [Blood Lord] that Lisa mentioned, and murmured, "It doesn't sound like a righteous god."

"I learned of His name from a book when I was following my teacher to investigate a blood magic incident."

Lisa recalled the past, forced a smile, and said:

"From what I understand, the Blood Lord may be a demon god living in hell. He has a high status and is the devil worshipped by all vampires."

The King of the Wild Hunt once mentioned that there are seven Lords of Original Sin in Hell who represent the deadly sins.

The Blood Lord is most likely the alias of one of the Lords of Original Sin.

Ye Zhi did not continue to ask. After all, Lisa could not have a deeper understanding of the Blood Lord. She changed the subject and asked curiously:

"I heard vampires are afraid of silver, garlic, and crosses?"

Lisa shook her head. "Most of those rumors were fabricated by the church to expand its influence."

The implication is that vampires are not afraid of garlic.

Ye Zhi thought to himself…No wonder Lisa ate so happily just now!

"After I became a vampire, the only thing I couldn't adapt to was my fear of light," Lisa said. "The sun will burn the skin of vampires, but from the results of my investigation with my teacher, high-level vampires can move freely even in the daytime."

"Higher vampire?"

"In the vampire race, there is a set of standards for judging strength, from low to high, there are barons, viscounts, earls, marquises and dukes. Earls are not affected by sunlight, and unless they are exposed, they are no different from humans."

Lisa smiled wanly. "My teacher suspects that vampires have infiltrated the noble classes of the various kingdoms and have formed secret societies to worship unspeakable demons."

"And I am just a victim who was bitten by a blood bat while investigating the association." Lisa raised her eyes and looked at Ye Zhi, with a grateful luster in her eyes, "I am really grateful that you are willing to take me in."

The Blood Lord, the Vampire Society... It seems that Lisa, like the Necromancer Rishi, is an important NPC with her own plot line.

Yeats couldn't help feeling a little headache.

By recruiting Lisa, she will definitely be involved in these related events in the future.

But it's no use regretting now.

Ye Zhi was provoking the Wild Hunt King Void into battle in his mind.

"The Blood Lord, right? My foster father, the King of the Wild Hunt, can beat ten of them!"

Ye Zhi offered to see Lisa off, but Lisa shook her head slightly: "How dare I trouble you to see me off in person... Actually..."

Lisa was about to speak but stopped herself. She bit her red lips with her crystal teeth. After hesitating for a long time, she warned Ye Zhi: "In fact, your guard's blood should be extraordinary."

"Even I can feel the difference in her blood, which means that she may attract the covetousness of powerful vampires." Lisa said seriously, "Your Excellency Baron, I hope you will be careful."

Ye Zhi nodded slightly.

Gray's blood is mixed with dragon blood, which is fatal to high-level vampires, which is a troublesome thing.

but.

From the werewolf incident, we can infer that the blood of the Bronti family in me will also attract the covetousness of various evil gods' believers.

"I feel sorry for Gray."

Compared to himself, Ye Zhi felt that Gray, who was blessed with destiny, would upgrade much faster, and he couldn't help but start fantasizing.

"I'll just keep developing in the early stages... Once I raise Gray to the ninth ring, I'll have the Blood Lord and the Seven Great Apostles!"

At this moment, the door behind her was pushed open. Gray looked at Lisa who was leaving in the night and said:

"Has she decided to come to our territory?"

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "She should have a combat power close to the third ring. With the help of blood magic, she is much stronger than an ordinary second ring mage. She is also a force that should not be underestimated."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

"I feel like there are more and more weird guys in Morning Frost Ridge." Gray sighed, crossing her arms.

Ye Zhi: “…”

You are one of the weird ones too! The dragon girl's ponytail swayed in the evening breeze. She stared at Lisa's disappearing back and spoke softly:

"In fact, I feel sorry for her. A vampire transformed from a human, she can't find a place to stay anywhere..."

Ye Zhi glanced at Gray: "I thought you didn't like her."

"I don't like her because she seems to be targeting you!" Gray raised her head and muttered, "I just think that she and I are very similar."

"Where?"

“I don’t know where to go, and I don’t know where to stay.”

Gray spoke in a rare deep voice, with a twinkling look in her eyes, and said, "But——"

“Dragonborn, vampires, necromancers…homeless people have come together because of you, Ye Zhi.”

Under the bright moonlight, the dragon girl looked up at the night sky, her eyes sparkling and the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"I want to learn from you, Yeats. When I become a sanctuary in the future, I will build many, many houses so that homeless people all over the world can have a place to stay!"

Ye Zhi was shocked. He didn't expect Gray to have such a high level of ideological awareness. He asked, "So, you want to be an architect in the future?"

"Stupid Yeats, the house here is a metaphor, you don't even understand that!"

Gray made a face at Yeats, then burst into laughter with a clear and beautiful smile.

Ye Zhi couldn't help but smile and said:

"You're quite good at metaphors."

Gray smirked and said, "Hehe, as good as a polar bear catching a seal!"

Yeats said seriously, "You are right, but more than 50% of a seal's weight is fat. Its hind limbs have degenerated into flippers, so it can only bend and crawl on the ice, or move by bouncing on its fat layer. It uses all its strength just to crawl, and it doesn't want to be eaten by a polar bear. You don't know that, and you only care about yourself."

Gray shouted, "Who would understand what you are saying?"

The next moment, Yeats laughed out loud.

Gray looked at Yeats with her sparkling eyes and then smiled.

In the darkness of the night, the snow leopard swallowed its saliva and made a low snoring sound.

“Woo!”

I'm hungry just listening to this!

Ye Zhi: “…”

We are all leopards, why are we so anxious to fight each other?

(End of this chapter)