Chapter 852: Does the Red Knight dream of flesh and blood butterflies?

“Yes, very similar!”

Standing two meters away, Acatlan of the Sicheng Hermitage stared at the wolf girl with angry eyes.

As soon as he took a step forward, Shilov immediately transformed into a Spinosaurus: “Afu!”

The old blood slave pushing the wheelchair rushed out quickly and kicked Acatlan to the ground with a sweeping kick.

Horn watched from afar as the old blood slave stepped on Acatlan and rubbed him, but he did not stop him.

Around him, Madeleine, Maester Kelburn and René formed a circle, with loyal heirs patrolling around the outside.

René, who was sitting opposite him, was reporting to him the latest intelligence received from the front line.

“…During the evacuation from Tinsmith Ferry, out of the mercy of the Holy Father, Captain Jeshka also took away many of the fleeing citizens of Xialu City who were scattered among the reeds…”

“…Among these citizens, there was a man named Giovanni, who used to be a butcher in the city of Chalu. It was from him that we learned this news…”

Horn stroked his smooth chin and said, “What do you think he means? Are the Red Knights blood slaves like Ah Fu?”

“I don’t think so.” René had obviously done a lot of research in this area, “The creation of blood slaves will harm vampires, and only human elites will be promoted to blood slaves.

In a broad sense, we call all humans in the royal court blood slaves, but not everyone can be a true blood slave.

With such a large number of blood slaves, it would probably drain the blood of several vampire dukes.

Besides, most blood slaves are intelligent, but these red knights, I can only say, are as stupid as pigs.”

At this time, Shilov drove over in a wheelchair and said, “I did an autopsy this afternoon. It was a living person, but the spine seemed to have been refined by blood magic.

Furthermore, the blood magic consultant of Black Snake Bay told me that this not only has traces of blood magic, but also traces of alchemy.”

The spine was refined by blood magic and alchemy? Horn’s face became serious.

“What do you mean?”

“Meaning, they’re pretty much like living zombies.”

I never expected that you, King Jiji, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would also betray the Holy Lord?
“The royal court is involved?” René’s face suddenly became serious.

On the other side, Madeleine showed a look of delight. Now there would be no shortage of topics for at least four or five issues of Pravda.

Maester Kelben scratched his head and said, “When did the Flesh Court have this technology? Why haven’t they used it on the Kush River Plains?”

“That…” A hoarse voice came, and everyone turned around, only to see Acatlan being stopped by Tadashi.

“Let him come over, don’t get close.” Horn waved his hand, signaling Zhongsi to let him go.

“You’ve met Shilov.” Horn turned to Acatlan, and the wolf girl drifted behind Horn and put her arm around his thigh.

“I saw it and I am satisfied.”

“Don’t say it in such a disgusting way…Did you gain anything?” Horn didn’t want to say this in front of the wolf girl, but after thinking about it, she had to accept it slowly.

Acatlan scratched his head, dandruff falling like snowflakes: “She should be Serfaye’s adopted daughter, but I don’t know why, she and Serfaye really look alike.”

“How?” René took out his notebook and quill.

“I can’t explain it. Her face doesn’t resemble Serfaye at all, but when she looks at me, it’s as if she’s being looked at by Serfaye…”

“Okay, okay, let’s not talk about this topic anymore. I saw you coming over here, as if you have something to say?” Feeling that the wolf girl’s hands around his thighs were gradually tightening, Horn hurriedly called a halt.

Acatlan nodded: “Sir, can you give me some blood…”

“Alright, get him out. No one is allowed to enter the 50-meter range of the Mechanical Palace without a trick…”

“Wait, wait, I have information about Xia Lure…” Acatlan shouted hurriedly after his arms were hugged by the four loyal descendants.

The wolf girl poked her head out and grabbed Horn’s shirt with one hand: “Wait.”

She looked at Acatlan, “What do you want my blood for?”

“Research, I suspect you are… ahem, doing research related to witches…” Seeing Horn’s bloodthirsty eyes, Acatlan quickly swallowed the second half of the sentence, “I can accept supervision.” Shilov nodded at Horn.

“Okay, I can give it to you. What information do you have?”

“The Summer Green Fever virus is not something that was designed recently.” Acatlan took out a stale parchment scroll from his arms in a flattering manner.

Horn picked it up with two fingers and handed it to Bonard, who had a bitter face.

“Your Majesty, to put it simply, the Xialu Fever Plague was originally known as the Living Dead Potion, and it was something created by the royal court.” Acatlan didn’t care, he took out a shiny apple from his dirty coat and took a bite.

“Why did the Flesh Court create this plague? To cause destruction?” Maester Kelburn asked immediately.

“After the Holy Grail of the Blood Clan was destroyed by Myrcella, the vampires have been having problems with the inheritance of offspring and the decreasing power.

In other words, high-level vampires can only give birth to low-level vampires, but cannot give birth to vampires of the same level.

You see, a vampire’s power is capped from birth.

The Plague of the Living Dead is an attempt to purify the Flesh and Blood Court, turning ordinary blood slaves into vampires, and low-level vampires into high-level vampires. “

The so-called Holy Grail of the Vampires was destroyed by Myrcella, as recorded in the Gospel.

After Myrcella settled the Aiel people, she returned to the Western Continent and fought her way back to the vampire court at that time, smashing the holy grail that the blood clan used to breed high-level vampire offspring.

In the Priory of the Balance’s narrative, it was Myrcella who killed the thirteen vampire apostles with her fists, but accidentally allowed Lilith to escape by transforming into a bat.

In his impotent rage, he was able to shatter the Holy Grail of the blood clan, causing the high-level vampires to die one by one, and it was almost impossible to replenish new ones.

Based on Horn’s reading of history and verification by various historical materials, he speculated:

In the Hundred Years’ War, it was not the Empire that defeated the Royal Court, but that both the Royal Court and the Empire were defeated.

The empire’s economy and old social structure could no longer bear it. In addition to the economic collapse of the royal court, many vampire dukes were killed.

There are more and more Grand Knights in the Empire, but fewer and fewer Vampire Dukes.

Finally, the king’s court, which was even more desperate, chose to negotiate peace.

Otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the empire did not receive any compensation after the victory and fell into a chaotic period of civil war.

“Your Majesty, look.” While Horn was still thinking, Bonard pointed to a passage of text on the parchment and whispered.

Coming back to reality from his thoughts, Horn leaned over his head in confusion, only to see the words written on the parchment:

“…The specific method of taking it is as follows: low-level vampires first take the venom of the living dead, and then take the heart blood of high-level vampires after fasting for three days…”

First take the venom of the living dead, then take the heart blood of a high-level vampire…

Hiss, why does this process sound so familiar?
Horn looked at the wolf girl. There was suspicion and surprise in her eyes, and her tail was tucked under her butt.

Seeing that everyone was silent and thoughtful, Madeleine couldn’t help but ask, “Is this thing useful?”

“Of course not, if it was useful, wouldn’t the Flesh and Blood Court have used it long ago?” Acatlan burped and explained, “This plague of the living dead cost so much money, but it’s useless.

The vampire ancestors at the time were furious and exiled the initiators. Later, they modified the historical records as if nothing had happened.

A lot of the venom later spread to the people and turned into a plague. This thing is rare even in the royal court.”

“Then how did you know?” Horn’s low voice came.

Looking up and seeing Horn’s shining eyes, Acatlan shuddered: “Serfaye was going to improve this, but failed.”

“Then how did it appear here?” Madeleine exclaimed as soon as he spoke, “This, this is evidence that Jinigis is colluding with the Flesh and Blood Court.”

“There is another possibility.” Acatlan shook his head and looked at Shilov.

As if she realized something, the wolf girl’s ears stood up high and her body leaned forward unconsciously.

“Perhaps, your mother is still alive. Perhaps, she is in Leia’s army right now.” Acatlan’s eyes were burning with enthusiasm. “Except for her, no one else has such advanced blood magic and alchemy to create a work like the Red Knight!”

(End of this chapter)