Chapter 354 Compromise

boom!

The bright golden light flashed away, the magic power that shook the world slowly subsided, and the pressure like the power of God gradually dissipated.

The vampires at the lower level of the castle breathed a long sigh of relief as they were granted amnesty.

But their prince was staring at his chest with an ugly expression. There was a transparent wound as thick as a thumb, and he could see the scenery behind him.

"Just because you and I still have the same blood, I forgive you once, my brother!"

After changing positions, the two stood with their backs facing each other.

A blood mark on Abel Robin's face healed quickly, and his voice without fluctuations brought heavy pressure.

"But... there will never be a second time. Don't regard my kindness as weakness."

Bang~

A heavy disc quilt was still on the desk, and Abel Robin turned into a ray of light and disappeared into the room in an instant.

After a long time, the injury on Marcy Robin's chest squirmed and healed. He turned around with a sullen face and picked up the familiar disk on the table.

"Blood Moon Compass..."

His face became more and more ugly, and he gently rang the bell on the table, and soon a white-haired gentleman wearing butler's clothes pushed open the door and entered.

"Go and check the information about the Demon Party, especially the Tsimich clan. Why did their [Blood Moon Compass] fall into Abel's hands?"

"Also, Abel hasn't been back for decades. Why did he suddenly return to his ancestral land? Find out his purpose!"

"Yes, Your Highness."

The old housekeeper bowed slightly and closed the door gently.

Marcy's fiefdom was not far from Abel Robin's fiefdom, and soon pieces of information were gathered in front of him.

"Margaret Robin advanced to the Black Iron? Huh? Defeated one thousand three hundred and ninety-seven competitors and became the first Blood Bather to enter the [Blood Pool]!"

Looking at several familiar names on the defeated list, Marcy Robin's eyes flickered.

Being heard by him often means that these young people are the elites of various clans, and if he remembers correctly, his damn niece is only a teenager this year!

According to the vampire's lifespan, she is still in the "infant" stage of a toddler.

Abel would not let his daughter advance blindly, so... even he must have felt that she had accumulated enough!

Touching the limit as a teenager?

No wonder they can dominate this generation of vampire elites!

A soft light flashed in Marcy Robin's eyes, but was soon filled with disgust.

Dirty blood flows in her body. The more glorious she is, the more humiliated the vampires will be!

But when he saw the next piece of information, he couldn't help but feel a flash of horror in his deep eyes.

Abel beat the two Zmich princes into a deep sleep?

Jingle bell bell~

After ringing the bell, within ten seconds, an elegant old gentleman quietly appeared in front of Marcy Robin.

"Is this information accurate?"

"After multiple confirmations, it is basically true. After the two princes were defeated, they forced themselves to arrange the "future affairs." This is what many demon party members have witnessed with their own eyes."

Hiss~

Marcy took a breath and knotted her eyebrows.

Although he defeated the two Zmich princes one after another, judging from the state in which Abel faced him before, he could not tell that he had experienced any battle!

Therefore, the battle is likely to be a one-sided crushing one.

In a sense, Abel defeated not two princes, but three!

His fingers caressed his chest involuntarily, and Marcy seemed to feel the transparent wound that penetrated his chest and back.

After pondering for a long time, Ma Xi subconsciously placed his fingers on the [Blood Moon Compass] and rubbed it gently.

The complex patterns are filled with rich magic power, bringing a slight tingling sensation through the fingers.

The spoils of defeating Prince Zmich?

Demonstration? Or show favor?

Or is it a combination of kindness and power?

With a sneer, Marcy Robin picked up the [Blood Moon Compass] and played with it slowly, with a flickering look in his eyes.

It has to be said that Abel's method worked.

Use external violence to intimidate the inside, and at the same time win over the neutrals. If you accept the [Blood Moon Compass], it means that Van Zhuo's internal affairs are monolithic.

With the influence of the Vandro clan, at least within the Camarilla, no one can openly oppose that damn niece.

If this situation continues, it means that several major clans have acquiesced in Margaret Robin's status.

When she reaches adulthood, she might be eligible to compete for the title of Robin family!

It is even possible to inherit Abel's throne and fief!

His fingers unconsciously tapped on the [Blood Moon Compass], thoughts raced in Marcy's mind, and his vision seemed to see through time and space, seeing the future decades later.

After pondering for a long time, Marcy Robin suddenly laughed at himself and shook his head.

I think too much, there is a bloodbath every year, beating those immature young people is nothing, at best it can be called potential.

Moreover, advancing too early is not necessarily a good thing. My niece may not be able to break through the epic level in her lifetime, but I am considering the impact of her advancing to the prince level. It is simply unfounded worries.

With a flip of his wrist, the [Blood Moon Compass] disappeared from Marcy Robin's hands. He stood up leisurely, his eyes clear.

He didn't want to break up with the prince of his own clan. From now on, he could just ignore the annoying niece. Maybe one day she would die inexplicably in some secret realm, and there would be no need for him to take the initiative to do anything.

The benefits obtained are the real benefits. There is no need to take advantage of outsiders at the risk of civil war in Vandro.

After all... [Blood Moon Compass] is really fragrant!

………………

Hua Hua Hua~

Under the gushing water, Li Rui cleaned the chicken feet one by one, cut off the nails, and put them aside for later use.

On the other side, the water in the huge iron pot began to roll slightly. Li Rui added bay leaves, cumin, peppercorns, and old ginger. After it boiled, he added an appropriate amount of salt.

Smelling the light fragrance, Li Rui dipped a little of it into his mouth with his chopsticks and nodded with satisfaction.

But then he remembered that he had caught his sister out of the pot this morning, and the taste in his mouth suddenly didn't taste good!

With a long sigh, Li Rui shook his head and poured in all the dozens of kilograms of chicken feet.

When they were almost cooked, Li Rui took them out and put them in ice water to wash away the grease on them.

Finally, put the chicken feet into a half-person-high pickle jar, then pour in cold boiled water, pickled peppers, pickled ginger, salt, pickled pepper water, rice vinegar, and millet pepper, and finally seal the kimchi jar with water.

After doing this, Li Rui finally breathed a long sigh of relief and couldn't help but look at the same pickle jar next to him.

The chicken feet I soaked a few days ago should be ready, right?

In the living room, two lolita, one big and one small, were fighting desperately on the sofa, fighting for the TV remote control board.

"Watch the King of Kitchens fight for supremacy!"

"No! Look at the animal world!"

"What's so interesting about a monkey jumping around? You can't eat it!"

“It’s not like you can’t eat the dishes cooked by those chefs!”

"At least it will satisfy my craving!"