Became a god from the blood baron

Chapter 200 Father and Daughter
Inside Catherine's castle.

"In other words, if little Mary hadn't brought the manuscript out, and that Ryan happened to know the devil's language, you might not have discovered the fourth-level inheritance and the fourth-level spiritual power cultivation method recorded in it..."

Andrea sat at one end of the long table, and said with a smile while cutting the unknown creature's flesh with a silver knife.

The other end of the long table.

Catherine lowered her head in shame when she heard her father's words.

"Sorry, father.

Before that, I had never taken the initiative to learn Demonic Language, let alone discovered the special features of those manuscripts. "

Difficult and weird words came out of Catherine's mouth.

She said this in the devil language.

"But you've learned it by now, haven't you?"

Andrea looked at his daughter with a smile. Although Catherine still exuded the vampiric aura that he hated, he was very pleased with the changes in Catherine's personality.

Since Catherine became a blood clan, this was the first time that Catherine lowered her stubborn head in front of her father.

"Yes."

Catherine responded, and glanced at Mary, who was standing beside her, with a beautiful arc on the corner of her mouth:

"Thanks to Mary."

Andrea used a fork to pick up the cut black and red meat on the plate, elegantly sent the meat into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then swallowed it.

Then, looking at Mary with a half-smile, he said:
"Little Mary, it's wrong to steal."

Mary lowered her head and said in shame:

"I'm sorry, Lord Andrea."

Andrea shook his head and said:

"I don't mean to blame you."

After a pause, he looked at Mary amusedly and said:
"However, I really want to know what kind of man can make Mary fascinated."

Hearing Andrea's words, a figure appeared in Mary's mind, and a look of disappointment appeared on her face.

"It's been a long time, I haven't seen him."

When Andrea saw Mary's appearance, he had a few guesses in his mind, but he didn't say much, just said:

"It seems that I said something wrong."

Immediately, he changed the subject and said to Catherine:
"Son, I have a present for you."

As he said that, he took out the dark blue storage box from the space ring.

He continued:
"According to my observation, your spiritual power has reached the third level.

Coupled with this gift from me, I think your blood core energy level will soon be promoted to the third level. "

pat.

The storage box is opened.

Catherine cast her eyes down.

She saw the earl's blood core, which was bright red all over.

"This is……"

A trace of surprise flashed across Catherine's eyes.

But soon, she thought of something, and her face suddenly sank.

"Father, who does this blood nucleus belong to? Could it be..."

"No."

Andrea directly interrupted Catherine's following words and said:

"He's an old blood called Hatton.

Nothing to do with that man. "

Andrea looked at her daughter, with some displeasure in her words, and continued:
"Why, do you think this blood core is his? Did I kill him?
Hehe, he is now the second blood of the Bruce family. He was promoted to the fourth rank decades ago and became a blood marquis.

Even if I want to kill, it is not so easy. "

At this time, Catherine also knew that her reaction was a little big, and when she heard Andrea's unhappy words, she said in a low voice:
"Father, I didn't mean that..."

And speaking of this, Catherine didn't continue talking.

When it came to that man, Catherine was still not used to showing weakness to her father too much, otherwise, wouldn't that be admitting that her previous choice was wrong?
For a while, the long table fell into a long silence.

On this long table.

Sitting at one end was a daughter, a Viscount of the blood clan. On the table in front of her were scarlet pastries, which were all condensed with fresh blood.

Sitting at one end was a father who was a demon mage. On the table in front of him were various strange pieces of meat. The blood tendons on the surface of some of the pieces were still pulsating. They were the flesh and blood of some inferior demons.

From a line in the middle of the long table, the scarlet pastry and the devil's flesh and blood were separated, clearly distinct.

Mary, who was on the side, was secretly anxious when she saw the sudden stagnation of the atmosphere.

Lord Andrea and Lord Viscount have not seen each other for hundreds of years.

In the past, the relationship between the two was relatively bad.

This time, it was rare for Lord Andrea to take the initiative to find Lord Viscount, and even brought a meeting gift.

Looking at the situation, the relationship between the two seems to have eased.

But as soon as that man was mentioned, the atmosphere changed again.

Mary stole a glance at Andrea, who was expressionless, and then at Catherine, who was silent.

She sighed deeply in her heart.

Although, at this time, she really wanted to say something to ease the increasingly solemn atmosphere in the air.

However, even though she is now of the same family as Catherine, deep down in her heart, she always thinks that she is just a servant. In such an occasion, she feels that she really has no position to speak up.

So she can only worry on the sidelines.

After a long time.

Andrea looked at Catherine, then at the scarlet pastries on the table.

"Ugh……"

He heaved a long sigh.

He suddenly remembered that when he had a transaction with a blood marquis, the blood feast that the blood marquis had hosted, the blood food in it was condensed with energy spar.

Compared with that blood feast, the blood condensate on this table looked too shabby.

Since Catherine became a blood race, Andrea has never given Catherine any decent resources.

The only fourth-order inheritance was left behind by hint.

Coupled with the reason of that man, it was impossible for Catherine to formally join the blood sequence of the Bruce family before she became a third-rank marquis.

This led to the fact that although Catherine was the daughter of a fourth-level demon mage like him, the resources she possessed might not be comparable to some low-level blood clans who were sent to the White Eagle Federation by the six prince families.

Andrea was silent for another moment.

Then, from the ring finger of his right hand, he took off one of his spare space rings.

A stream of black gas, wrapped in a space ring, flew over the long table and landed on the table in front of Catherine.

"In it, there are some energy spars I collected, some collections of blood races I have killed, and all the resources of Hatton.

Children, use it.

I hope that after you break through to the third level, you can join the blood sequence of the Bruce family.

Didn't that man promise you that if you become a third-order descendant of the Bruce family, he will marry you?
Ah……"

The beginning of this passage was okay, but at the end, Andrea still couldn't hold back, and let out a mocking laugh.

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