The Mystery of the Mixed Blood at the Dangerous Earl's Mansion

Elan rushed to the earl's mansion overnight, because Kay didn't know when Roy was going to leave. In order not to miss it, he felt that it was the wisest choice to go there at night.

Roy and Camilla seemed to have fallen asleep, and the mansion was pitch black. Elan came to the carved iron gate and was hesitating whether to wait at the door overnight, but the light hanging outside the mansion door suddenly turned on .

With a soft "da", the iron door opened automatically. Elan looked at the interior of the mansion that was still in darkness, took a deep breath and walked in.

Camilla soon appeared behind the half-opened door. He was holding a three-pronged candlestick in his hand. Three candles were lit on the candlestick. The light from the candles diffused a soft orange in the air.

Camilla was still wearing his black butler uniform, looking meticulous, and seemed to have not fallen asleep yet.

"Good night, Mr. Field."

There was no sense of welcoming Elan in the indifferent voice, and Camilla's attitude made Elan hesitate, whether to go in and disturb now.

After hesitating for a moment, the desire to know the truth gained the upper hand. He looked at Camilla and asked, "Mr. Camilla, good night, is the count asleep yet?"

"No, do you want to see him?"

"I'd like to ask him something, if I may."

Camilla didn't answer any more, and turned sideways to let Elan in, closed the door and led the way from the beginning.

The mansion was so quiet that only the footsteps of two people could be heard. The candlelight dimmed on the carpet and stretched all the way forward. Camilla took Elan to the door of Roy's bedroom on the second floor and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." Roy's response came from inside the door, his voice was a bit vague, as if he was half asleep and half awake.

Camilla opened the door, went in, put the candlestick on the bedside table, and whispered, "Master, Mr. Field is here to see you."

Roy's bed is very big. According to visual inspection, it can accommodate at least four adults. The bedposts and headboard are also engraved with golden rose patterns. On the corner bedposts.

Roy had already fallen asleep. From Elan's perspective, he could see the dark pajamas he was wearing and the nightcap on his head. To be honest, the triangular nightcap made Elan want to laugh.

Roy sat up, looked at Elan with a wide smile, and said gently: "Mr. Field, I can still see you in the bedroom at such a late hour. It seems that this will be a wonderful night."

His tone focused on the words "bedroom" and "night", and he was sitting on the bed at the moment, looking at Elan with ambiguous eyes, somehow making Elan look, somehow This made Elan's heart beat a little unsteadily.

"Uh, Earl, I heard from Kay that you are going out. Are you going to Monte City?" Although standing in front of Roy's bed at this moment is a bit difficult for Elan, he knows that there are some problems that he cannot escape.

"You are very well informed."

"Are you...going to visit Iris?" After a moment of hesitation, Elan asked this question.

Roy raised his eyebrows, looked at Elan amusedly, and asked with a smile: "So you already know that I have friendship with Iris, did Minister Rockress tell you?"

Elan nodded honestly.

Roy shrugged, turned to Camilla and said, "Go and help Mr. Field prepare the guest room. We will set off for Monte City tomorrow."

"Yes." Camilla bowed respectfully to Lord Roy, turned and walked out.

Elan noticed that he left without a candlestick, so his night vision had improved too?

"Mr. Field, can you tell me the reason why you are going to see Iris?" Roy asked this sentence, got out of bed, walked to the wine cabinet in the room and poured himself a glass of wine.

It was still the kind of blood-red wine, reflected in the orange-red candlelight, showing a colder feeling, Elan frowned slightly, still unable to understand Roy's taste.

Not hearing the answer right away, Roy turned and walked towards Elan again. The pompom hanging from the tip of the triangular blue nightcap on his head would be a little bit funny when he walked.

Elan's eyes were fixed on the tip of the hat all the time, his smile became more and more unbearable, and finally he laughed.

"Count, why do you wear such a nightcap?"

"Huh? Isn't it pretty?"

"It just doesn't feel right for you." It's not just inappropriate, it's very inappropriate. I think it would be more acceptable to wear such a hat on Kai's head.

Roy smiled softly, raised his hand to touch the pompom on the tip of the hat, and said with emotion: "This is the last gift my father gave me before he passed away. I couldn't wear it when he gave it to me. Now It's fine to wear."

It was rare to see him showing such a calm and gentle expression with a slightly sad expression, Elan was slightly startled, and couldn't help but feel a little distressed in his heart.

It turned out that Roy had also experienced the pain of losing a loved one. He originally thought that a nobleman like Roy who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth would not have experienced any suffering.

Roy withdrew his hand, took a sip of his wine, and brought the topic back, "Okay, Mr. Field, tell me your reason quickly, otherwise Iris might be upset if I take a stranger over there casually." oh."

This argument is obviously sufficient. Elan thought about it and decided to discuss it with Roy.He nodded, raised his hand and began to unbutton his windbreaker. After quickly taking off the windbreaker, he went to unbutton his shirt.

Surprise flashed in Roy's eyes for a moment, and he drank the wine in the glass in two or three gulps, then narrowed his eyes slightly with interest.

Elan quickly took off his shirt, his naked upper body was well-structured, and his perfect carcass looked very attractive under the candlelight.

Roy watched his icy blue eyes faintly glow red under the reflection of the candlelight. He put down the cup in his hand, took a step forward, and pushed Elan directly to the bedside.

"Mr. Field, I'm really glad you took the initiative." Stretching out his hand towards Elan's toned chest muscles, Roy raised his eyebrows and smiled happily.

"Count, you misunderstood." Just before Roy's hand was about to touch Elan's chest, Elan suddenly stretched out his hands and firmly held Roy's shoulder.

Seeing the delicious food in hand fly away, Roy frowned with some regret, looked up into Elan's eyes, and asked with a smile, "Huh? Mr. Field, aren't you inviting me?"

Elan couldn't help being speechless, and then said helplessly: "Count, please don't always have unrealistic fantasies. I want to show you my wound. No, it should be said that it used to be the wound."

After saying this, Elan let go of Roy, raised his finger and pointed to his shoulder.

Roy blinked, staring at the shoulder that was intact without a single scar, lifted his chin and said, "Ah, it's recovered perfectly, Mr. Field."

"Don't you think it's too perfect? ​​It's less than 72 hours."

"Well, indeed, that's why you want to see Iris?"

"That's right, I think maybe he can give me the answer I want, or, Earl, are you willing to answer it for me?" Looking seriously at Roy's expression, Elan felt a little nervous after asking this question.

If his previous guess is correct, then there is a huge secret hidden in him, and whether he can bear the hidden things behind this secret, he does not know.

Roy didn't answer, he felt Elan's nervousness, and there seemed to be a slight tremor from Elan's fingertips holding his shoulders, which made him a little unbearable.

Let Elan approach the truth step by step, but he forgot to think about whether Elan can accept such a huge blow.

But things have come to this point, nothing can be undone, the gears of fate have started to turn, it is a huge force that even he can't stop.

"Count?" Elan shook Roy's shoulder, urging him to answer.

Roy raised his smiling face again, and said gently, "Let Iris tell you the answer."

"But……"

"Mr. Field, the guest room is ready."

A cold voice from the door interrupted Elan's words. Camilla was holding a set of clean pajamas in one hand and another candlestick in the other hand, looking at him as if with a stare.

Realizing that the appearance of himself and the earl was misunderstood again, Elan quickly let go of his hand, twitched the corners of his mouth, quickly got dressed, said goodnight to Roy, and turned to walk towards the door.

The guest room is on the second floor, not far from Roy's bedroom. Camilla sent Elan to the room and returned to Roy's bedroom.

The candles in the bedroom had been blown out by Roy. He was sitting on the window sill looking at the moon outside. Another full moon night was approaching. The big and round moon hung in the sky like a beautiful silver plate.

Hearing Camilla's light footsteps, Roy turned his head, and the long blond hair flowed down from his shoulders along with his movements. If the hat on his head was not too ridiculous, it would be a pretty sight.

He raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, and said briskly, "He's asleep?"

Camilla spread her hands, and said with a rare vivid expression: "In your enchantment, he can't sleep even if he doesn't want to."

Roy smiled softly and leaned his head against the wall, "How is Lucian?"

"There are reports of people mysteriously disappearing from all over the place. Lucian has already informed everyone to go back to the Land of Polar Night."

"Do you know who did it?"

"It should be a guy above the elder class."

Roy pursed his lips when he heard the words, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "There should be an answer from Kursa soon, telling everyone that they can start making preparations."

Camilla nodded. Seeing that Roy had no other orders, she asked in a low voice, "You seem to be a little shaken by your decision."

When Roy heard this, he scratched his head in a childish way, and almost grabbed his nightcap off. After a while, he replied, "I don't know why, but I feel a little cruel."

This answer made Camilla deep in thought, and the air in the bedroom gradually froze in such silence. Roy frowned slightly and looked out the window, as if forgetting that there was another Camilla in the room.

After a long time, Camilla cracked the knuckles of both hands, and said coldly: "Your appearance makes me really want to kill him. This humble human being has spent so much energy on you."

"Don't say that, Camilla, he's no ordinary human."

"so what."

Roy touched his chin, turned his head and smiled at Camilla, "Maybe one day he won't be human, do you understand what I mean?"

Camilla's usually expressionless face showed obvious surprise at this moment, and her slightly widened eyes were full of disbelief, and several words were abruptly blocked back when they reached her mouth, and she couldn't speak at all.

How could he not understand what Roy meant!

Roy didn't say anything more, but sighed helplessly. Some things, even if they knew that they would cause irreparable consequences, from his standpoint, he could only go on.

Outside the window, the first north wind began to ravage the earth, and winter came.

Elan woke up to the sound of a faint bell.

It sounded like the sound of the wind chime on the earl's horse woke him up suddenly, thinking that Roy set off without calling him, he opened his eyes suddenly.

A head of blond hair slipped into his eyes at that moment, and upon closer inspection, Roy's magnified handsome face was just above his head, and it was still approaching.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

Elan held back Roy who was about to kiss him with both hands, turned pale and said loudly, "My lord, what are you doing so early in the morning!"

Seeing that the sneak attack failed, Roy could only straighten up regretfully, sighed and said, "Mr. Field, I called you several times and you still haven't woken up. I thought you and Sleeping Beauty were waiting for the prince's kiss."

"What Sleeping Beauty, don't joke around, okay?"

"But you still owe me a kiss, don't you?"

What Roy said while blinking his eyes made Elan's heart stop, and he covered his face in pain.

God, how on earth did he let himself fall into Roy's trap like that?This is the end of the game, I don't know how long this handle will be caught.

What makes him even more embarrassed is that he is actually a person who cares a lot about promises and agreements.

So what is he going to do?Is it really necessary to let Roy take back the cheated kiss like this?How could it be possible!

Seeing his painful face, Roy seemed to be in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't worry, I will wait until the day you are willing."

Hey, what is the day of willingness?Please don't act like the heroine of a romance novel, okay?

Elan couldn't help but groaned in his heart, and sat up with his head drooping, well, anyway, it seems that Roy won't sneak up on him again for the time being, so he can finally feel at ease.

After breakfast, Elan and Roy got into the carriage together. This time it was the driver of the mansion who drove the carriage to Monte City. According to Roy, Camilla will stay in Novis to give to the Hunters Association. help.

It wasn't too far from Novis to Monte City, because the night of the full moon was approaching, and Roy didn't want to delay too long on the road. They drove almost overnight, and finally arrived at Monte City in the afternoon of the full moon.

I don't know if it's because of Iris's relationship in Monte City. There have been no vicious incidents in 200 years, and the mutants don't appear here this time.

Compared with Lovis, Monte City does not have the atmosphere of luxury and luxury. It is more of an atmosphere of art and humanity, so although it is the second most prosperous city in the north, it is completely different from Novis.

Elan looked at the clean and beautiful city outside the carriage, and felt very moved in his heart. He remembered that before Sayahua had not become a dead city, the third most famous city in the north was Novus, Monte City and Sayahua.

Now that Novis and Montai are still there, Sayahua has disappeared from the map.

"Mr. Field, have you been to Monte City before?" Roy noticed the change in Elan's mood, and smiled and brought up the topic to distract him.

Elan came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "Although I've heard about the name of this city of art, I haven't been here before."

"Then this time is really the right time. If you have the opportunity, you must take a good look at this city."

"Well, there must be a chance, after all this incident is settled."

Roy nodded slightly, and looked at Elan with soft eyes, which were calm and warm, like the gentle gaze between lovers.

Elan was slightly surprised when he met such gazes, but after being surprised, a kind of tension rose from the bottom of his heart.

Roy's gaze always made him feel nervous involuntarily, and he didn't know why.

"Master, we are here." Just when the eyes of the two were intertwined, the carriage stopped amidst a gust of wind chimes, the driver opened the door, and bowed respectfully to the two.

His voice made Elan startle, and his gaze, which was staring blankly at the count, suddenly turned away.

Roy curled his lips and said happily, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After getting out of the carriage with Elan, a small church with a red roof and white body appeared in front of my eyes. There was a cross on the steeple of the church, and exquisite angel patterns were painted on the stained glass on the side.

"Is this where Iris lives?" Elan stared blankly at the small but solemn and sacred chapel in front of him, feeling unbelievable about the question he asked.

Roy smiled and gave an affirmative answer, then strode towards the door of the church.

Elan was a little speechless, and hesitated for a few seconds before following. He couldn't imagine that an elder of a blood clan would actually live in the church.

Speaking of which, Lucian also slept in the church underground for hundreds of years before. For vampires, is the church a place where they can increase their strength?

The appearance of Lucian spreading his wings and stopping in mid-air suddenly appeared in his mind, and Elan suddenly discovered that the elders of the blood clan were actually very similar to angels, except that the colors of their wings were different.

With a soft "da", Roy pushed open the door of the church and led Elan in gently.

Extending in front of you are rows of wooden benches. Today, there is no one in the church, and those chairs are arranged quietly, showing a feeling of emptiness.

At the end of the gaze is the statue and the altar. On both sides of the statue are neatly arranged candlesticks. On the top of the church are large paintings of angels. Judging from the many small cracks on the surface, these paintings have existed for many years.

Noticing Elan's gaze, Roy smiled slightly and said in a low voice, "These paintings were painted by Iris' lover. She was a very famous painter in Monte City during her lifetime."

"Is that so? It's a good drawing. That's why Iris has been living here, right?"

"You can put it that way."

At this time, a low and hoarse voice suddenly came from the quiet church: "Count, you are here."

Roy and Elan turned their heads at the same time when they heard the voice, and saw someone appeared at the side door behind the candlestick on the left at some point.

It was a priest in a white robe. He looked to be in his 30s. His silver hair was tied into a bunch behind him. His appearance was very handsome, and his mature and steady temperament made him look very reliable.

That's Iris, the person they came to meet specially this time, he looks exactly the same as in the Who's Who of the Alien Race, even though the Who's Who of the Alien Race has been published for nearly 100 years.

The moment Elan saw him, the fact that this person had lived for more than 2000 years suddenly popped up in his mind, and he couldn't help being a little speechless. Only at this moment did he really realize what life means to aliens.

Immortality, the passage of time is meaningless to them, but what is the meaning of such a life that is repeated year after year?

Roy walked towards Iris and said with a smile, "Iris, long time no see."

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see you again in my lifetime."

What Iris said made Elan stunned for a moment. What do you mean I didn't expect to see Roy again in my lifetime?Is there any unhappiness between these two people?

Roy did not respond perfectly to these words, and still maintained his perfect and moving smile, and said after a while, "By the way, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Elan Field, a senior hunter from the Hunter Association. He I have something to ask you about."

Roy beckoned to Elan, beckoning him to come over.

"Mr. Iris, hello." Elan walked over quickly and bowed to Iris.

His expression was full of respect. To be honest, after learning that the story of Iris was true, he really admired the former elder of the blood race, although that was not enough to change his aversion to the alien race.

"Mr. Field, nice to meet you." Iris stretched out his hand to Elan, his fingers were well-knitted, and he looked a little bony.

Elan held that hand seriously, and then felt a tingling sensation as if he was holding ice. The temperature of that hand was so cold that he shivered.

Raising his head, he saw Iris looking straight at him. There was a trace of complex look in those eyes that he couldn't understand although they looked very young, but there were vicissitudes hidden in them.

Elan was a little surprised, and was about to investigate carefully, but Iris let go of his hand, turned around and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture and said, "Come with me, the church is closed today, no one will disturb us."

Roy nodded slightly with a smile, patted Elan on the shoulder, and followed Iris with him.

Passing through a corridor, they came to the yard behind the chapel. The yard was connected to a small house with the same red roof and white body, which seemed to be where Iris lived.

Entering the house, you can see that the furnishings in the house are very simple, except for some necessary furniture and daily necessities, there are almost no extra things here.

On the mantelpieces was a portrait of Iris with a young woman, presumably his lover.

The painting seemed to be many years old, but because Iris was still the same as in the portrait, it made Elan feel a little unreal.

Looking at the simple furnishings in the room, he couldn't help but frown. He couldn't imagine how Iris spent hundreds of years in this small and simple place.

Alice made black tea for them, and the faint aroma permeated the room, making the atmosphere very warm.

"Mr. Field, what do you want to consult? I will tell you if I know." As if thinking that the matter with the earl can be discussed later, Iris looked at Elan and asked with a smile first.

Elan was a little nervous, and correspondingly, the smile on his face became a little stiff, and he said after taking a deep breath: "It's like this, I saw you and your lover in "Legend of the Bloodline" written by Miss Shirley. According to the story, it mentioned that after your lover accepts your blood, he can use some blood race abilities."

Iris smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, alien races can enter into contracts with humans. After the contract is concluded, once humans accept the blood of alien races, they will be able to possess the power of alien races. This is different from mutations that occur after being bitten by alien races. The ability is stronger and more stable, and most importantly, the attributes of human beings will not be changed.”

"The so-called alien power refers to..."

"Speed, strength, reflexes, eyesight, the ability to heal wounds quickly, and if you make a contract with the vampire, you can also use our spells."

These words exploded in Elan's mind, his eyes widened, and he felt that something intolerable crawled into his consciousness, drilled back and forth in his mind, and put everything in his mind. Thoughts are messed up.

Speed, strength, reflexes, eyesight, the ability to heal wounds quickly... Aren't these abilities exactly what hunters have now?

Why do hunters have these abilities?Have they all made a contract with a foreign race and received their blood?Why didn't he know there was such a thing?

Elan clenched his fists on his knees, and a thought that seemed extremely absurd to him uncontrollably popped up in his mind at this moment.

Roy was sitting beside Elan, slowly drinking the black tea that Iris poured for him with two hands in his hands, his eyes kept on Elan's side face, carefully observing the changes in his expression.

"Mr. Iris, the Hunter Association... You have lived with humans for so long, you must know about the Hunter Association?"

Elan felt that he had to figure everything out here, and he couldn't bear to continue being confused without knowing anything.

At this moment, Roy put down the cup in his hand, Elan turned his head to look at him, and saw a trace of helplessness in his ice blue eyes.

"Mr. Field, are you sure you want to know? I don't think the answer to this question is good news for you." Iris sighed, looking at Elan with a heavy expression.

Elan's heart became very cold, and he could almost predict that his guess would become a fact.

But even so, he nodded very firmly.

Iris shrugged and watched Elan begin to narrate: "Perhaps you have already guessed that the reason why the hunters of the Hunter Association are stronger than ordinary people is because they accepted the blood of foreign races and signed a contract with them."

"As far as I know, since the end of the last jihad, some vampires and werewolves have begun to cooperate with the Hunter Association, and the way to gain power through contracts and receiving blood should be told by that part of the alien race to the Hunter Association."

"Through this approach, the Hunter Association has created a large number of hunters with special abilities, but the levels of blood that hunters can achieve are also different."