"The price of losing such a must-win battle is indeed very high." Zhan pondered, gently shaking the goblet in his hand.

"But you always have to make up for your own mistakes."

"The Exter Mission will enter the country next month. I'm afraid the manpower scheduled to be transferred from the Blood Bottle Gang will not be available." Zhan looked down at the wine in the glass and inhaled the aroma of the wine with a worried expression.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly unbuttoned his collar, and took another sip of wine.

With the wine in his throat, Zhan En looked up and saw his father's portrait.

That kind smile made Zhan En feel even more burdened.

"At least the Corleone family responded to your invitation as quickly as possible, and letters to others have been sent out secretly. Based on their relationship with Iris, I believe there will be a reply soon." Ashford said lightly.

"Hmph, the Corleone family, the head of the 'Lower Seven' in the Kingdom of Night, only has three people and some blood slaves here." Zhan frowned and poured the wine at the bottom of the glass, closed his eyes, and spoke softly.

Rubbing his temples: "This is not like their usual style."

Ashford lowered his head to indicate that he was listening.

"A wealthy family with a long history of blood-rich Dukes, when it comes to blood, is like a beggar in the lower city. Absorbing the blood of corpses is enough, but they can't wait to reach out for the blood of living people, and they also want mortal blood.

And super masters." Zhan slowly opened his eyes.

Zhan's eyes became darker and darker. He took Ashford's refill of wine and said quietly:

"What a shame."

"After all, you are the one who 'invited' them here, and you are the master who provided 'board and lodging.'" Ashford silently emphasized the sentence to remind his master.

"They concealed the truth - the truth about the current situation of the Corleone family." Zhan said expressionlessly. He closed his eyes and exhaled to calm down. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were already cold and stern:

"And any surprise could ruin our plans."

Just listen to him say solemnly:

"Let Seychelles and Cassian take four teams of knights to the Manor of Manor."

"First, talk to Nekra and give the Blood Bottle Gang a beating. As long as they don't cause trouble, Iris will guarantee their survival."

"Since you are the loser, why are you still jumping up and down?"

"Then there are those three vampires from the Eastern Continent."

Jenn Kelvindill's tone was decisive and unquestionable, and the expression on his round face was obviously calm, but also terrifying for no reason.

"Find out the secrets they're hiding."

"If they don't cooperate—"

"Draft a formal letter to the Temple of the Sun. The Kevin Deere family has always been loyal to Lord Sun. Enclosed are the heads of three vampires and their regards."

"Sending an intelligence line to the Eastern Continent - I want to know all the recent major events in the Kingdom of Night."

"These three vampires can no longer be used. Let's find someone else to do that."

Duke Jenn gently put down the cup in his hand.

Compared with this, King Kessel will be forty-eight next year. All previous kings chose their heirs at this age point (the time when the star of Lore reincarnates four times in the starry sky). This is a critical moment for the replacement of the throne.

, the tug-of-war and competition with the other five giants is the key.

If the bright star is destined to die.

Then let Leinster Kelvindir, who has always fought by the side of Tormund I, let his equally outstanding descendants and his three-color iris flag take over the oath of the Revival King.

That way, I can have enough power to...

Thinking of this, Zhan felt that his shoulders became heavier and stronger.

But when he thought of the fat Duke Cullen, Zhan's pupils moved slightly, and he chuckled, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Ashford put down the bottle of wine in his hand, made a perfect bow without showing any expression, and left as ordered.

"By the way, even though it's a small matter, let Seychelles ask Nekra."

Zhan raised his head and saw Duke Kevin Deere under the three-color irises. He added with deep eyes:

"How's the trial going at Mindis Hall?"

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Although cm had reminded me before that there were comments from book friends on Qidian, but I only found out after actually reading it (to The Glory of Iris Pattern: Yes, I was paying attention to the book review section on Qidian!). It turns out that there is such a thing on Qidian.

Many book friends are reading, collecting and leaving messages, and there are actually rewards (thank you, Anuoyou and God of God a?o, for the rewards)!

Oh my god, I’m so touched. A slow-burning Western fantasy that I had no hope of signing could actually attract a lot of readers~ (I posted the book on Creation, but what’s so embarrassing is that I

After checking, I found that the collection at the starting point is twice as much as my collection at Creation. Thales was probably born in the wrong child!)

Thanks to so many book friends! Wu Jian suddenly felt full of motivation! Unfortunately, Wu Jian’s author ID cannot be shared at the starting point, and it seems that there is no way to reply or refine ~ It’s nerve-wracking ~

It seems there is still hope to open a QQ group or something~
Chapter completed!