Spoiler

Logically speaking, this battle, which is enough to determine the fate of mankind, should be widely spread and known to all.

But in fact, except for a few people who were present at the time, the news did not leak to the outside world.As for Duke Rosser, no one cares about him now, he is locked in the dungeon, and the monitoring is blocked layer by layer to prevent him from leaking the news.

Bloodlines.

As soon as Yi Xiu stepped into the castle, Esther greeted him.

"His Royal Highness, your guest came here not long ago." Esther bowed and said in a gentle tone: "He also sent a human to come, saying it was a gift of apology for you."

Yi Xiu responded coldly, "What about others?"

Esther said: "After the person was sent, the guest left. He said" Esther paused, and continued: "I wish you success in your next engagement."

Yi Xiu's complexion did not change, but a smile quickly flashed across his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

"Well, I see. By the way, where is that human?"

Although he tried his best to control it, Yi Xiu's tone still involuntarily slowed down a bit, not as cold as before.

Esther said: "In the room where the human lived before."

The Holy Son's blood does have the effect of restraining the blood race, but the Holy Son himself has a weak physique, which is not as good as that of ordinary people, let alone priests.

This is a secret of the church, except for the top members of the church, Yi Xiu and Laikes know it well.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Esther regards the Son as an ordinary human being.

Yi Xiu walked towards a certain room on the first floor.

squeak~

Yi Xiu pushed open the door and met a pair of golden eyes.

This young man revered by the church as the Son of God is no different from what is recorded in the information.

Blonde hair and golden eyes, exquisite facial features, and a tall figure, even though Yi Xiu was still some distance away from him, the moment he met the young man's eyes, he felt as if he was bathing in the sun and listening to a hymn.

The difference between genuine and copycats is really not one or two points!

Yi Xiu felt dark in his heart.

But on the surface, his face was calm, and there were no emotional fluctuations.

He closed the door with his backhand, walked straight to three meters in front of the young man, and stopped.

"Three days later, the archbishop and I will meet at the border between the two tribes. Would you be interested in watching the battle?" Yi Xiu's lips seemed to have a hint of a smile, and his voice was soft.

The young man leaned against the head of the bed, the corners of his lips curled up slightly when he heard the words, and he said calmly: "May I ask His Royal Highness, what is the bet?"

The young man's face was calm, and he couldn't see the slightest panic.

Yi Xiu nodded slightly, and said slowly: "Of course, after all, you are my guest."

"I have an appointment with the Archbishop. If the Archbishop wins, I will send the Holy Son back. If I win... the Holy Son wants to know?"

The Holy Son lowered his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and said: "His Royal Highness's bet is interesting, betting on the fate of the two clans? It really is a big deal."

Yi Xiu smiled, he really thought so.

After all, he has not forgotten that his mission here is to complete the plot line.

The plot line of this world itself is incomplete, and the recorded plot line has been completed before he came, and the rest, the system has no dead rules on how to proceed.

Then, as the current blood race, he can't help humans in turn, can he?

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

He is familiar with these words.

He was indeed a human before, but he was not an idiot. Even if he helped human beings eliminate blood races, how would he live the next few hundred years?

Will humans really accept him?Do not make jokes!

He didn't want to live in hiding for hundreds of years.

Only blood race is his best choice.

Archbishop, must die.

Yi Xiudao: "What do you think, Your Excellency the Holy Son?"

The Holy Son looked at him and said calmly: "His Royal Highness is so kind, I will naturally not refuse."

Yi Xiu pursed his lips, and said: "In the past few days, I have wronged His Excellency the Holy Son." After saying that, Yi Xiu pulled open the door and left, and told Esther who was guarding the door: "Take care of the Holy Son for me." Your Mightiness."

Esther bowed: "Yes."

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Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The boundary between humans and blood races.

Under the suppression of the two parties, the news did not spread.Yi Xiu took the Son and arrived at the border on time.

Not far away, the archbishop had been waiting for a long time.

"Your Excellency, Holy Son, for your safety, you should stand here and watch the battle." When he was still a few hundred meters away from the archbishop, Yi Xiu stopped and looked sideways at the steward.

"Esther, protect Your Excellency Son, and don't let other people disturb the Son."

Esther nodded slightly, and said gracefully: "Yes, Your Highness."

Yi Xiu was quite relieved about Esther's strength, as long as the pope didn't show up, Esther could easily deal with other priests.

Yi Xiu felt relieved, and quickly moved towards the archbishop.

After Yi Xiu left, Shengzi looked sideways at Esther who never left, and smiled warmly: "Mr. Steward, you seem to have...respect for His Royal Highness?"

Esther returned the same gentle smile: "Of course, Esther only serves His Highness the Prince in this life. Your Excellency Son, you should watch the battle."

On the other side, the Archbishop glanced at where the Holy Son was, and turned to Yi Xiu who had just arrived: "Prince Iseus, what do you think of the Holy Son?"

"Very good." Yi Xiu spoke briefly, "Archbishop, you don't mind if I bring the Holy Son to watch the battle?"

The archbishop smiled kindly: "Even the Holy Son needs to grow up."

.........

After a long time.

On the open flat ground, Yi Xiu supported the ground with one hand, his face pale.

There were more than one wounds on his body that were burned by the power of light.

Corresponding to it is the archbishop who is already more seriously injured and dying.

Yi Xiu's blood-stained lips lifted up slightly, and his eyes were full of smiles.In this fight, he still won in the end.

Not far away, the figures of the Pope and others rushed towards this side quickly, but there was no one behind Yi Xiu.

Except for Esther, the blood race didn't even know about this battle.Yi Xiu can't trust those guys whose interests are paramount.

If he was found to be seriously injured, what those guys wanted to do the most was probably to suck his blood dry to restore their own blood to their ancestors. If they were of the third-generation blood family, they might be able to transform into the second-generation blood family directly.

"Hey, if you don't come out again, I can't hold it anymore."

Yi Xiu smiled lightly.

"Relax and sleep. I will take care of the rest for you."

Lyce's voice rang in his ears, but Yi Xiu didn't see anyone.

He could only feel his body being gently hugged, and his warm breath came to his ears: "My Prince."