After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　A few years ago, the orcs crossed the Draenor Mountains and captured dozens of cities in the Kingdom of Nikara. All seven major clans suffered losses.

　　This time, in order to recover the lost land and drive out the orcs, the kingdom of Nikara is planning a big action.

　　There are rumors that the Seven Dukes have decided to join forces!

　　The authenticity of the news is unclear, but it still caused a national sensation.

　　One stone caused a thousand waves!

　　Because in the past, in the thousands of large and small wars between the blood clan and the beasts, the ancestors of the seven dukes never really set foot on the battlefield.

　　Some of them have been in retreat for thousands of years, some have been in retreat for even tens of thousands of years, and they have long since looked down on worldly disputes. The only goal in their hearts is to break through the shackles that have not been broken by the Duke for hundreds of thousands of years - the twelve-winged blood ancestors.

　　That is the prince!

　　It is precisely because of this that in the past, no matter how the vampires were defeated or bullied by the orcs, the ancestors of the duke were too lazy to do anything... unless the orcs went too far.

　　It is conceivable how shocking the news that the Seven Dukes of the Blood Race has joined hands to crusade the orcs this time is shocking.

　　Most people don't believe it.

　　……

　　In addition to the above two news, there are only some gossip news among nobles, such as a certain earl giving another earl to green, a certain princess being pregnant before marriage... and other boring news.

　　Fang Qingyan didn't pay too much attention.

　　crunch--

　　The coffin lid was gently lifted.

　　Fang Qingyan straightened up, and after taking a deep breath, the violent energy of qi and blood gradually subsided and dormant.

　　Feeling the blood in his body, he shook his head and murmured: "It's still a little bit. If I want to break through the six-winged marquis, I need at least ten drops of the Duke's blood."

　　In six months, he had absorbed more than thirty drops of the Duke's blood essence.

　　However, Qi and blood are still a long way from saturation and filling.

　　There are dozens of marquis in the Nikola Kingdom, but only the patriarchs of the seven major clans can reach six wings!

　　One can imagine how difficult the journey from four wings to six wings is?

　　And even the patriarchs of the seven major clans rely on the blood of the Duke's ancestors to irrigate, and it took more than a thousand years to break through to the six wings.

　　Heaven-defying talent and a steady stream of resources are both indispensable!

　　Fang Qingyan's cultivation speed is actually a miracle.

　　……

　　By the window, Fang Qingyan stood upright, staring blankly at the moonlight in the sky.

　　Petsha has not returned for six months.

　　Since the last time he gave Petsha three drops of the blood of the beast, it flew away and has not returned.

　　He was a little worried.

　　That guy won't fail to break through, be attacked, and die in a corner of a mountain, right?

　　"Ah~"

　　Fang Qingyan sighed.

　　He also doesn't know much about the advancement of Warcraft. The only thing that can help Petsha is to give it blood essence, and it has to rely on itself for the rest.

　　He learned in a book that the highest level of the night falcon recorded in history is "war beast", and it is almost impossible to advance further.

　　"Petricia, if you can't keep up with me, then we can only part ways... You fight for me and come back alive."

　　Fang Qingyan whispered to himself.

　　Say it.

　　He turned around and went downstairs, because his mental power had sensed that Elizabeth had come again with her maid Joanna. .

Chapter 45

　　"Edward, here I come!"

　　Elizabeth ran in happily, looking around, looking for Fang Qingyan's figure.

　　It's the monthly "story meeting" again, and whenever this day comes, it's her happiest time.

　　"His Royal Highness, what story do you want to hear today?"

　　Fang Qingyan grinned at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Elizabeth with his dark and deep eyes.

　　Seeing him appear, Elizabeth hurriedly dragged her white skirt and ran over, staring at Fang Qingyan with her beautiful eyes: "I will listen to whatever story you tell."

　　"Oh? Then I'll just talk about it."

　　Fang Qingyan raised her eyebrows at her, her handsome face was angular under the candlelight, and her smile was infectious.

　　"Ah."

　　She nodded, her pretty face was slightly red, and she subconsciously avoided Fang Qingyan's gaze, "You... have you been okay lately?"

　　Fang Qingyan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "It's always been good, why do you ask this?"

　　"I asked old butler Bud, you haven't left the library since you came here..." Elizabeth's beautiful and beautiful frowned slightly, and there was a hint of concern in her blue eyes, and hesitantly said, "I mean Yes...if you feel lonely, I can ask the housekeeper to change your job, such as...for example..."

　　She suddenly became very embarrassed, and rubbed her two little hands that had nowhere to put them, very nervous.

　　He seemed embarrassed to speak.

　　"Like what?"

　　Fang Qingyan narrowed his eyes.

　　The look on Elizabeth's beautiful little face hesitated for a second, then she gritted her teeth and made a decision, her eyes became firm, she suddenly raised her head, and met Fang Qingyan's sharp eyes without evasion:

　　"You...you become my knight!"

　　Fang Qingyan widened his eyes.

　　Joanna on the side opened her mouth wide... Calm down, princess!Do you know what a knight means?

　　The identity of a knight is undoubtedly higher than that of Joanna, a personal maid. Once she becomes Elizabeth's knight, it means that Fang Qingyan has become the person she trusts the most. On the other hand, Fang Qingyan must be absolutely loyal to Her Royal Highness... And only loyal to her!

　　The most important thing is that the two must get along day and night in the future, master and slave as one, inseparable.

　　Not "royal knights", but "princess knights".

　　If it was someone else, I would have fainted with excitement!

　　A small servant, a knight who has been promoted to the princess' highness, is similar to the little eunuch in the palace who suddenly becomes the emperor... It's such an exaggeration!

　　……

　　Elizabeth blushed so blushed that blood was about to drip, but she still looked at Fang Qingyan's face with anticipation and hope, waiting for him to reply.

　　Fang Qingyan was silent for a few seconds, thinking about a very serious question in his heart——

　　knight?Who shall I ride?

　　Ahem...end the cranky thoughts.

　　With an apologetic look on his face, he politely shook his head: "I'm sorry for disappointing you, Your Royal Highness, I don't feel lonely, on the contrary, I enjoy being alone. A quiet environment can calm people's minds. , clear-headed, and thus strong-willed.”

　　"But with such a big library, you are alone, how can you not be alone?"

　　Elizabeth was a little anxious, still trying to work hard, "The blood race is a group animal, be my knight, we can meet and chat every day."

　　...Actually, she simply wanted to see Fang Qingyan from time to time.

　　Every time after listening to the story and returning to the bedroom, she would feel empty in her heart, and it would be hard for her to sleep when she thought that she would have to wait another month to see each other.

　　I just don't know if Elizabeth is simply obsessed with Qing Yan's story, or if there is another reason.

　　"Maybe I'm an exception. I'm not suitable for group living. I like to be alone... There is no need for Her Royal Highness. If you still treat me as a friend, please respect my choice."

　　Fang Qingyan shook his head and firmly refused again.

　　Lions and tigers are always alone, only foxes and dogs are in groups.This shows that strong people are always alone, because they are strong enough to deal with all sudden changes and dangers alone.

　　This is what a writer named Hu Shi said.

　　Fang Qingyan took it seriously.

　　"Really not? You... you should think about it again."

　　"Not really."

　　"Then... well." In Elizabeth's beautiful eyes, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and her heart was full of loss.

　　Fang Qingyan frowned, wondering if her rejection was too ruthless, making her sad?

　　He hesitated for a moment, then showed a soft smile: "Your Highness, if you really want to hear stories, why don't you do this, I will tell you two a month."

　　He thought Elizabeth would be very happy.

　　But there was no smile on her face.

　　"I actually...I..."

　　Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, but she was hesitant to speak, and finally lowered her head silently.

　　I like you.

　　What a simple sentence, a line that appears in every love novel, she has seen countless girls in books say this to a man she admires, and she has seen countless men reply to me too.

　　But when it was her turn, Elizabeth couldn't speak.

　　He is just a servant of a family. If I say that suddenly, it will probably scare him, right?He would be terrified, terrified of being my princess, terrified of my father... Elizabeth's eyes flickered, and thoughts were racing through her mind.

　　In a society with strict hierarchy, it is destined to be painful for people with unequal identities to fall in love.

　　Like Camilla and Carstein.

　　Carstein is also a dignified earl, a great noble with a fief and a private army, but after falling in love with the royal princess, he still has blood on his face!

　　Fang Qingyan's status is now only a small servant, not as good as Carstein.