Lanhuadis 38
Bai Ya stayed here obediently for the entire day and found out Ning Ren's family background.
As a playboy with disordered sleep, he had obviously adapted well to the Lanhuadis's schedule.
When night fell again, the Herbert family began their first meal.
As a "toy", the white crow naturally had no chance to sit at the table to eat. He just took a bowl and happily found a small corner to eat.
Because it was a third-party perspective, during the meal, he had a deeper understanding of how much Ning Ren was valued in the family.
Bai Ya has been wandering around outside for many years and has seen a lot of good things. Just the seemingly simple meal that Ning Ren had eaten cost no less than ten thousand gold coins, and they were all top-quality ingredients that could nourish the body.
He would also pick out the food he disliked, and then, under the coercion, inducement (crossed out) and slight coaxing of his second brother, he would eat the food he disliked but was nutritious.
In comparison, although the food of Carlos and Kamimi is also rare, it is not as good as that of the little prince.
He is really like someone who is held in the palm of his hand for fear of dropping him, and held in his mouth for fear of melting him. Errigalan, Felix's youngest son, is a second-generation prince who was completely spoiled in a nest of power and wealth.
It didn't grow crooked.
Bai Ya found it incredible.
If he were this young prince, he would have been lawless and arrogant enough to cause trouble in heaven.
After dinner, Carlos wiped his mouth and said, "Xiao Qi, your sixth brother and I are going out for a while. You stay home and talk to the housekeeper if you have anything."
Ning Ren is well behaved.
"Is the 'toy' still obedient?"
Ning Ren: “…Yeah.”
Carlos's eyes were gentle. "Second brother has found some foreigners for you. They're good-looking, have clean backgrounds, and are very obedient and sensible. Pick a few and send them as servants. You can do whatever you want with them."
Ning Ren's pupils trembled: "?"
Carlos: "I heard there are people in the Northern Territory who love singing. You can ask them to rehearse the storybook for you at home... well, in the words of the Northern Territory, rehearse a play."
He patted his brother's head. "It's a great way to pass the time. Your hobby is the most economical in our family."
How come he didn't know when he developed this hobby?
What on earth was his second brother imagining!
"No, Brother Fuji, I didn't. I didn't—"
Carlos: "Don't worry, I personally checked and selected them, so they can be good."
After he settled his younger brother, he looked at the disappointing Kamimi and his expression suddenly changed. It was stinky and cold. "Let's go."
Jia Mimi hurriedly finished the last bite of rice: "Here it comes!"
"Brother Xiaoqi is leaving. I'll bring you some delicious and fun things when I come back!"
Gamimi blew him a kiss and then followed Carlos out of the castle.
Ning Ren waited for a while on purpose, told the housekeeper that he was tired and wanted to go back to his room to rest and not allow anyone to disturb him, then he pulled Bai Ya and locked the door together.
The time has come.
Ning Ren changed his clothes, tied his hair into a high ponytail with a hair tie, cut open his clothes and pieced them together to make a new cloak, and wrapped himself in it.
The ponytail was raised up a bit, making his back look taller.
Bai Ya compared his height with his, "You're still very short."
Ning Ren feigned anger: "It will grow taller!"
After thinking for a while, he pulled out a few handkerchiefs, folded them, put them in his boots and jumped around a few times. In this way, he looked like a handsome young man.
Everything was ready, and he asked, "I'm curious. Haven't you always been indifferent to me? Why are you suddenly so nice to me?"
Bai Ya: "I'm curious too. Why do you give me the feeling that we've known each other for a long time?" Before Ning Ren could think of any way to fool him, he shook his head and smiled, "Why so many whys? When we reach the end of the road, everything will be clear. Overthinking now will only add to your troubles."
He slapped his forehead to shake off his sleepiness, and said to Ning Ren with full energy, "Let's go?"
Ning Ren: “Yeah!”
Bai Ya looked in the direction Carlos left and said, "I am like a reed or willow, accompanying you."
A question mark popped up on Ning Ren’s forehead.
A mysterious blue light spread all over Bai Ya's body, enveloping Ning Ren and disappearing in an instant.
Ning Ren heard his smiling words: "It's just tracking. My words are not very serious, please forgive me~"
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Carlos showed mercy to Gamimi and brought him to an area that was not the worst affected by the riots, but only considered moderate.
The shadows of the military base can already be seen here.
There are also low-level royals guarding the place.
But even with the pressure of the royal bloodline, small-scale riots still occur from time to time.
The serious imbalance of resources, strong physique and strict bloodline hierarchy sometimes give rise to not civilization but barbarism and ignorance.
No king appeared for twelve years.
Some members of the royal family who hated them were incited by rumors and interests and became very excited:
"This is a curse!"
"It's because these royal families have lived too long that our new king hasn't appeared!"
"The crack in the sky is clearly a miracle, but they blocked it from happening. The gods are punishing us so that we will never have our own king again. Kill those royal families, kill them!!"
"Felix is a sinner! His children are sinners too!"
"The Third Army is surrounding us. They want to kill us. Why? Because we know the truth! Because we told the truth!"
Under the pressure of the royal family, they could not fly, so they held up iron rods and torches, looking as ferocious as demons crawling out of hell.
They cried to the sky, their faces were broken, and they knelt tremblingly, praying for the new king to come.
If a king really appeared during their prayers, they would probably regard it as a grace and do it even if they were asked to commit suicide on the spot.
Under the military suppression, casualties were inevitable, wailing was everywhere, thick smoke billowed, families were separated, and people were displaced.
In a country without a master, chaos is rampant.
Before Bai Ya's tracking technique was completely attached to Carlos, he changed his words and moved himself and Ning Ren to a tree branch that was neither too high nor too low, where the view was wide and there were few people, and hid his figure in the process.
In the cold autumn weather, a big pot was cooking below, stewing meat with a lot of medicinal herbs, and steam was bubbling out of it.
The flame burning under the pot came from a blue crystal, and surrounding the pot were adults holding eggs in their arms and with tears in their eyes.
There are no royal patterns on the eggs, they are just ordinary eggs.
Ning Ren was puzzled.
What was this doing? Was it some kind of pre-meal ritual of the tribe that he didn't know about?
He patiently continued to watch.
Even as the pot boiled, the meat inside remained uncooked, a swirl of red and white blood, with occasional bones bubbling out, streaked with light red. When the pot's surface was completely covered in red, the adults holding eggs lined up with their bowls to receive the food.
One big bowl per person.
After receiving the half-cooked red and white soup, they soaked the eggs in their arms in it, knelt on the ground, faced the pot, and muttered something.
The moment Ning Ren saw the bones in the pot, he was horrified. He listened attentively and heard what they said:
"...My unhatched child, please be grateful for the clan master's sacrifice. Please absorb the blood and bones of your ancestors. Before you break out of your shell, please grow a king pattern in this nourishment and escape your miserable fate."
When the wind blew, black feathers that were not completely buried under the weeds were revealed. These feathers had lost their beautiful luster and were the wings of an old man from the same tribe.
Thinking about the meaning of these words in this situation, the hairs on Ning Ren's forearms stood up.
Seeing this, Bai Ya wanted to cover Ning Ren's eyes, but paused and covered Ning Ren's heart.
Ning Ren shuddered, and after realizing what was happening, his head was full of question marks. He lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing?"
Bai Ya also said: "I'm covering your little heart. Didn't you say you have eyes in your heart? I can cover it, right? You are a half-grown child, don't watch this kind of scene."
“…”
No matter how frightened Ning Ren felt, the chill dissipated a little after being interrupted like this.
Bai Ya covered his heart and took him to another place where there was no one, then let him go.
"I've read in ancient books that you Lanhuadis have a forbidden technique that can deprive your fellow tribesmen of the energy in their flesh, blood, and bones, allowing you to upgrade your own royal patterns. I originally thought this unholy method was just nonsense, but I didn't expect there would be people here who actually believed in it and carried it out..."
Ning Ren: "I don't know, how did you know?"
It's no wonder he was wondering. These six years were really boring. He had read countless books, including countless ancient books, but he didn't get a single word from any of them.
"Of course, it's best to eliminate this forbidden technique," Bai Ya said calmly. "If you were the ruler here, would you solemnly pass it down? It's normal that your tribe doesn't have any records of it. I'm an outsider, so I know more about these things than you do."
"Their actions are useless. If boiling flesh and blood in a pot could succeed, it wouldn't be called a forbidden technique."
Ning Ren thought it made sense.
If he were the king, these things would have to be destroyed. Not only destroyed, but also eradicated from the root.
The young man lowered his head slightly, his fingers unconsciously scratching the trunk of a nearby tree. Bai Ya saw that he was lost in thought and asked, "What are you thinking about? You're thinking about so much bitterness and hatred."
Ning Ren subconsciously said, "The Lanhuadis ruling system is too distorted. The chances of most of the people below climbing the ladder are almost zero. They sacrifice the flesh and blood of the elders of the family just to make a bowl of soup. Their only goal is to make the unhatched eggs produce king patterns."
The royal pattern and bloodline level are the ladder to climb up.
Even if there is only one royal mark, the fate of the entire family will be different.
"But this is not right..."
Bai Ya hummed, "That's quite wrong. This is the drawback of your Lan Huadis's natural bloodline, but it's also a strength. Otherwise, the Eastern Territory wouldn't be dominated by just your clan. In our Northern Territory, for example, there are four clans competing against each other."
Ning Ren pondered: "It would be great if there was a way to solve this problem that would satisfy both parties."
Bai Ya was puzzled: "Even if there is, what does it have to do with this half-grown child? You are not the king of Lanhuadis. This is his concern."
Ning Ren was stunned for a moment before realizing that the role he had just brought into thinking about the problem was the identity he had been avoiding for a long time, so he was speechless for a moment.
boom--!
There were loud explosions not far away, and Ning Ren suddenly covered his ears: "It seems like a fight has started over there, let's go over there and take a look!"
Bai Ya grabbed him and said, "Hey, let me remind you, your two brothers are probably over there."
Ning Ren said confidently: "It doesn't matter! I'm in disguise! They definitely won't recognize me!"
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