The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 134 Gold Medal Hunter VS Blood Earl (5)

Fable would have left.

But a few people just passed by behind her, and mentioned a name that caught her attention very much.

"I heard that Earl Bruch is about to wake up?"

"It should be. Three days ago, Prince Nofil was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep for no reason. It may be related to this incident."

"So Count Bruch did it? He's already woken up?"

"I don't know. You can go to the third floor and have a look. I heard that Prince Bruch is here today."

"Forget it, I'm afraid of him..."

The sound is getting smaller and smaller.

Fable withdrew his attention, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is Prince Bruch here?"

"Ah."

Saya was wearing the overalls of the bar. She was doing some chores in the back, and she didn't often appear in front of people, and she was relatively safe.

"Prince Bruch is waiting for the auction to start on the third floor. It is said that the Holy Grail will appear in tonight's auction."

Speaking of the two words 'Holy Grail' that would cause an uproar, Saya's tone was extremely flat.

Because she has heard it too many times in this bar.

Just saying that the Holy Grail will appear on the auction list today, she has heard it several times, and she doesn't know if it is a publicity method created by the auction house, or something else.

The Holy Grail was originally the sacred weapon of the blood race. Two thousand years ago, the blood race fought against humans, and the Holy Grail accidentally fell into the hands of the hunter family, Karl.

Since then, it has been guarded by the Karl family.

However, after the demise of the Karl family 300 years ago, the news of the Holy Grail disappeared along with it.

It is said that the Holy Grail is in the hands of the only blood of the Karl family.

This is why, possibly the only gold medal hunter 'Karl' of the Karl family, has been hunted down by the blood clan and the blood hunter for so long.

Saya has never asked about her identity, and she really couldn't hold back her curiosity today.

"Will the Holy Grail really appear tonight?"

Fable lazily said: "Who knows."

Saya entered behind the counter, poured Fable a glass of wine, curled her lips, "There are rumors outside that you are the last blood of the Karl family."

Fable said "Oh", casually, "Really."

Saya: ...

I really can't ask anything.

Saya looked at the black eye revealed by Fable, and felt that she would not be the last blood of the Karl family.

As the auction time drew closer, more and more people entered the bar.

Saya tidied up her overalls, "I'm going to the back, you get out of here quickly."

Fable was silent.

It is said to be the third floor, but in fact the auction house is a complex building composed of the third and fourth floors.

Below is the hall, and directly in front of it is a round platform more than one meter high. On the round platform stands a cylindrical jade stone, which is used to display auction items.

Below the round platform are rows of seats.

The second floor is in the shape of a ring, and there are boxes one after another. Through the one-way viewing glass, you can clearly see the bottom.

Those who own the box are all dignitaries of various ethnicities.

Prince Bruch is on the list.

Bruch looked about 30 years old, very young, with long silver-gray hair, fair-born appearance, sword eyebrows and star eyes, scarlet lips with a hint of coolness, he wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, the lenses refracted The cold light that came out made him look elusive.

He has a slender figure, and he is dressed in a white suit, making him look like an elegant nobleman.

The subordinates on the side lowered their heads, their trembling legs could see his current state, and they were terrified.

"My lord, the earl is coming here."

Bruch supported his temple with one hand, and was heading towards the auction platform below, with an elegant and gentle voice, "Did you just get the news?"

The coercion that could belong to purebred blood quickly spread in this box.

"Pfft!"

The subordinate suddenly knelt down, "Yes."

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Bruch said, "Go down."

"Yes." The subordinate came out of the box, only then dared to breathe a sigh of relief for the rest of his life.

Bruch narrowed his ruby-like eyes slightly, and muttered to himself, "Are the wings stiff..."

In the corridor outside, Jing Fei was hurrying to the box.

Just passed the door of a box.

"Crack-"

The door of the box opened from behind.

There was no one in the corridor, and there was some silence.

For some reason, Jing Fei stopped in his tracks as if feeling something in his heart, and turned his head to look.

The woman in black with a mask came out from the box behind him and stood in the corridor looking at him quietly.

Jing Fei froze for a moment, lowered his head, his long black hair covered his silver-gray right eye, remained silent, turned and left again.

Fable watched his back disappear.

Prince Bruch's box was the last one.

Pushing open the door of the box to go in, the coercive pressure pressed towards him from all directions, Jing Fei almost couldn't support himself and knelt down.

He spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the scarlet liquid from his lips with his snow-white fingertips, and closed the door behind him with his other hand, "Father..."

"Heh~" Bruch chuckled, still looking at the auction table below, restraining his coercion, "Even Nofiler is asleep, I thought you slept, you are good at it."

"Just a fluke."

"What a fluke." Bruch looked at him with a smile on his lips, but his red eyes couldn't see through, "Come here."

Jing Fei paused, walked over, and knelt down beside Bruch's legs.

Bruch looked him over from top to bottom.

Jing Fei had been sleeping for decades this time, but when she reappeared, she was just like yesterday, with black robe and long hair, red lips and white teeth, too beautiful and exquisite.

Bloch stretched out his snow-white long fingers, stroked the wet blood on the hem of his clothes, smiled, and stopped looking at him.

"Tell me, when did you wake up?"

"Five days ago." Jing Fei put her hands on her thighs, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her beautiful face looked obedient and quiet.

"Really?" Bruch's voice couldn't tell whether he believed it or not.

"Yes."

Bruch was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked down at Jing Fei's face, "Then tell me, what happened to Nofiler's deep sleep?"

"I woke up five days ago. As soon as I came out of the castle, I was attacked by Prince Nofele. I was seriously injured and fled to Shuguang Town. I stayed there for two days. After I recovered from my injuries, I reported back to Prince Nofele." He said flatly. Faint.

But what he injured was a prince with a pure bloodline, whose strength was unpredictable.

Bruch: "How did it hurt?"

Jing Fei still answered, "It's a fluke."

Bruch didn't ask any more questions this time, and the gaze fixed on Jing Fei's face never caught the change in his expression.

I don't know whether it is open and aboveboard, or the heart is forbearing.

Bruch found that he was beginning to lose sight of this young man.

Oh, that's interesting.

Bruch's mysterious and magnificent eyes suddenly became very aggressive, and he pinched Jing Fei's chin directly, making him look up at him, "Then tell me, since I woke up five days ago, why didn't this king wake up?" Got news? Huh?"

In the end, the voice was exceptionally soft.

Jing Fei looked at him, the dark red eyes seemed to be an abyss, and that silver eye, even if it had no emotion, was so clean that it seemed to reflect the darkness in everyone's heart.

(End of this chapter)