In the evening half a month later, in the Viscount Fergus Castle restaurant.

On the ceiling, huge lotus-shaped crystal lamps sprinkled brightly, and just one lamp illuminated the wide restaurant as bright as daytime.

The crystal lamp is not the kind of grease lamp in Grey's room, but a rune lamp made by a rune master.

If you look closely, you will find that the center of the huge lotus-shaped crystal is surrounded by winding strange runes.

Some of these runes look like wild beasts lying on their backs, some look like sacrifices, some look like snakes standing up... and more, there are no strange lines that look like.

This kind of rune lamp is extremely expensive. Even with the foundation of the Viscount family, it is impossible to place one in every room. It can only be placed in some important rooms, such as a banquet hall, a restaurant, or a conference room...

Under the lights, there were seven people sitting around a long dining table...

On the main seat is a middle-aged blonde wearing a long coat with two rows of breasts on his chest and a raba collar around his neck.

He has a little golden beard, a pair of blue eyes, and a sense of self-righteousness. He is Viscount Emesen Fergus, the owner of Viscount Castle.

Sitting opposite him was a brown-haired woman.

The woman was wearing a low-cut black gauze skirt and a huge sapphire necklace hanging around her neck, making her look elegant and luxurious.

Although her face is a little old, she can vaguely see her beauty when she was young, but her lips are slightly thin, which inevitably gives people the impression of being mean.

This man is Milan Harris, the wife of Viscount Fergus, a woman from the Baron family.

On the right side of Viscount Fergus, there were two young men and one woman sitting, one woman and three young men, namely the eldest brother of this body, Bernal Fergus, the second brother of this body, and the third sister of this body, Caroline Fergus.

Both of the first two inherited the blond and blue eyes of Viscount Fergus, while the latter inherited the eyes of Viscount Fergus, but the hair color was inherited from Viscount Fergus. They were about one year older than Gray, tall, tall and straight nose, and had the excellent genes of Viscount Fergus and Viscount.

Sitting on the side of Viscount Fergus' left hand was Grey's sister Sarah Fergus, who was the same father and mother.

Both of them have black hair colors, inherited from their depression-dead mother and their eyes are blue, which is inherited from Viscount Fergus.

Dingding!

The sound of the table knife colliding with the white porcelain plate sounded softly.

In the restaurant, Viscount Fogs and others had finished their meals, but only Gray was still eating. This was his second dinner.

This is the first time that Gray has come to the restaurant to eat since he was injured.

When they saw Grey who was eating the second dinner, some people looked calm, such as Viscount Fergus and his wife, such as Grey's nominal elder brother Bernal, because they had already found out from their servants that Grey's appetite has increased significantly in recent days and they would eat two servings for each meal.

Some people stared at Gray in surprise, such as Caroline, the third sister with this body, who was more indifferent and indifferent to the brother, sister and two illegitimate children brought back by her father, because the other party had almost zero influence on her.

bite!

Putting the knife and silver fork flat on the porcelain plate, taking the table cloth handed over by the maid next to him, Grey rubbed his lips and hands, and said with a slightly cramped look.

"Sorry, father and madam, my appetite has suddenly increased recently."

Originally, he planned to eat only one serving and was going back to the bedroom and let Barbara get one, but thinking that his appetite suddenly increased in the past few days, he probably had already known Viscount Fergus, so he stopped hiding.

"It's okay."

Viscount Fergus spoke lightly.

"You are growing now, so you should eat more."

Viscountess Fergus Milan said with a faint smile on her face.

The smile on his face was perfect and impeccable, with a sense of intimacy, and there was no sign of alienation at all.

But Gray knew that all this was disguise. The original owner and sister of the body were taken into this castle. She was probably the one who was most unhappy. After all, the two were the children of Viscount Fergus' lover. Which wife would be happy to live with her husband's lover's children?

Moreover, if that assassination really came from some of the four, the viscountess's traction thread would probably be indispensable. After all, if she wanted to mobilize Viscount Fergus without disturbing Viscount Fergus, she could only let her parents take action.

"How is your injury recovering?"

Viscount Fergus asked again.

"Thank you for your concern, it's almost done."

Grey said with a slightly "excited" look.

After saying this, even he felt goosebumps himself.

Now the one who dominated this body is no longer the original Gray. There is no father-son reality between him and Viscount Fergus. However, in order not to show abnormality, he had to "express" this way.

Now, he is facing the threat of the mastermind behind the scenes and cannot do without Viscount Fergus' protection. If he loses Viscount Fergus' protection, the assassin may arrive immediately, so Viscount Fergus' protection umbrella cannot be lost.

Moreover, he did not think that Viscount Fergus was really good to the original owner of this body, at least not always. In his opinion, Viscount Fergus was a person who paid more attention to interests than family affection.

In the past year, Viscount Fergus almost ignored the Gray brother and sister, and visited them at a few times. It was precisely because of this that their mother died of depression.

When Gray showed excellent blood warrior talent, she suddenly felt as if she was conscientious and connected the two of them into the castle. Obviously, everything was because of Gray's talent. After all, it was because Gray's current talent had value that deserves his attention.

"That's good."

Viscount Fergus seemed very satisfied with Gray's performance, and said with a faint smile on his face.

"You can ask your elder brother Bernal in your cultivation. He is now a median blood warrior."

"I will, father."

Gray responded "respectfully" first, and then looked at his nominal elder brother Bernal and said.

"I might be disturbing Brother Bernal at that time."

“Welcome anytime.”

Bernal spoke with a sunny smile on his face.

Next to him, Gray's second brother Alice restrained the contemptuous expression he usually saw when he saw Gray because of Viscount Fergus' presence, and watched the "interaction" of the two coldly.

He didn't know about Gray, but he knew about his elder brother. His hatred and disgust towards Gray were even better than him.

The conversation after dinner only lasted for a while and then it was over. After saying hello to Sarah, Grey returned to his bedroom and lay on his back on the soft bed, his mind filled with thoughts.

"My body is indeed in a transformation..."

Half a month has passed since the last time he took the blood beast blood. In this half month, his appetite has increased greatly, and every meal is twice as good as a normal person, and this is just barely full.

If he hadn't been afraid of being too abnormal, he even planned to serve three people in one meal, but after careful consideration, he gave up.

One meal can barely cover up the past with a large amount of food. If one meal is three, it would be too abnormal.

After such a large amount of diet, his changes were obvious. His physical fitness was increasing every day with the increase. Half a month passed, and he was able to complete the second posture of the second time.

"And this rapid growth is obviously not because of practicing blood methods."

In order to determine whether this increase is related to the practice of blood, yesterday, he did not practice blood all day, but when he practiced the next day, he still felt the improvement of his physical fitness, and it was not much different from the previous day.

Obviously, the enhancement of his physical fitness did not come from practicing blood methods, at least most of the effects did not come from practicing blood methods, but from some unknown "transformation".

"What kind of transformation is this? To what extent can my strength be improved to the end?"

For the reason for this "transformation", Gray could almost lock in the blood of the blood beast he took a few days ago, but he didn't know what kind of transformation was taking place in his body and how much strength could be improved to the end.

The memory of the original owner of the body was searched, and there was no memory that was slightly similar to this transformation.

"It seems that the blood power of the original owner of the body has not completely disappeared, but this guess has been hidden, and it cannot be completely denied. I am afraid that only the blood power has been improved to the lower blood warrior. Only by looking at whether the physical fitness will improve rapidly can the correctness of this guess be judged."

"Also, the original owner of this body is just an illegitimate child. The level of contact that can be too low and the amount of information they know is too little. It seems that tomorrow we need to go to the castle library to check out related books on blood methods."

No matter how you think about it, Gray skipped the matter about body transformation and thought of the benefits of this transformation.

"This transformation has allowed me to improve my physical fitness quickly, which is absolutely good news for me."

At this current improvement speed, he may only need more than a month to reach the lower blood warrior again. At that time, the crisis of his exposure will be greatly reduced.

In the entire castle, Viscount Fergus and others did not know deeply about him, and they only knew that he had cultivated the power of bleeding and had reached the lowest level of blood warrior. After all, they had only been together for more than two months.

As long as he restores the strength of the lower blood warrior, the possibility of exposure can be said to be extremely small.
Chapter completed!