Chapter 121 120 Bravely Spread Your Wings and Soar Again in the Heavens

Chapter 121 120.Open your wings bravely and soar above the firmament again! 6060]

[Miracle Creation-Origin Blood effect confirmed!

The bloodline contract link with the individual Tris Cavendina Ka Lorraine Le Sombra is about to disappear.

Countdown 3, 2, 1]

With the prompts jumping on the character card in front of Murphy’s eyes, the prompts that had appeared before when he drank the origin blood in the holy blood pool were finally confirmed.

Murphy stood in the secret treasure vault looking at Tris in front of him.

Unease surfaced in his heart at this time.

He did not know what would become of Tris’ image in his mind after losing the bloodline contract.

Frankly speaking, this was not in his plans.

But looking at the resolute expression of Tris in front of him he knew that if he didn’t complete this step, then Tris would never sit on the throne of the Blood Vulture Archduke.

He could never refuse any request from Tris.

Even though a long time ago, he realized that this was actually a great hidden danger.

“Buzz.”

The faint vibration on the level of the mind affected reality, causing Murphy and Tris to reach out and cover their hearts at the same time, as if the pain of a sharp blade piercing through surfaced and returned to calm in the next instant. It was like something had been taken from both of their bodies, but it was like nothing had been destroyed.

When Murphy opened his eyes again, Tris was still the Tris he remembered, but it was as if a layer of gauze in front of his eyes had been suddenly removed.

The perfection that had been in the haze seemed to have been pushed back into reality as well.

This allowed Murphy to be certain that his own self over the past period of time was indeed being affected by the overbearing effects of the linking contract, in his eyes, Tris was still bewitching and incomparably provoking his heartstrings, but that almost unsuppressible longing and attachment returned to calmness in this instant.

It was just like a normal man who would always subconsciously pay attention to his manners when facing a seductive lady.

Murphy did the same.

For the first time.

He very naturally and almost completely collected himself in front of Tris, as he had done in front of the others.

The grace and gentleness on that handsome face remained as present as the expression cured.

But it was as if a mask was caught between him and Tris, and for the first time he noticed so clearly the scar on Tris’s neck that stretched all the way into her corset, and for the first time that centipede-like scar appeared slightly frightening to Murphy’s eyes.

The Tris sitting on the chair in front of him was like a walking dose of poison, so that people couldn’t help but stare while also savoring the potential danger she contained.

At this moment, Murphy finally understood why the small players on the forums were calling Tris a “witch”.

That word was really a very vivid description of the unique temperament of this peculiar individual, who swayed back and forth between extreme temptation and vague danger. After the “cognitive filter” was removed, Murphy’s mind began to reconsider the significance of Tris for his own life as his heart skipped a beat.

The change in his eyes was keenly noticed by Tris.

The scarlet witch lowered her heart.

She knew that her bloodline contract with Murphy had been completely erased.

“You still need some time to readjust to this calm return, there is no need to rush to say anything now, go out first, I need some time to prepare.”

Tris nodded and spoke to Murphy who was in a state of uncertainty at the moment.

The latter hesitated for a moment, bent down and saluted before turning to leave, as the door to the secret treasure vault was reclosed sitting in her chair Tris let out a long sigh.

She didn’t know if she was being cruel about what Murphy was asking, but she knew it was necessary and right.

If the boy was allowed to continue, perhaps in a few months he would be a loyal dog at his feet, acting only on his own orders, and indeed, Murphy had the tendency to do that now, and was showing it in a rather maddening way.

After all, what vampire family on the fringe would be crazy enough to start hatching a horrific plan to assassinate the patriarch and change the dynasty in the process, just because his venerable father was hurt over a hundred years ago?
Murphy not only planned it that way!
He even pulled it off with near-impossible success, and saw it as a duty he rightfully had to undertake.

The little guy was a lot crazier than he had been in his youth!

It was also the first time for Tris to see that the impact of a bloodline contract could be as profound as this, perhaps because Murphy himself was a very sensitive person on a psychic level?

“Even in vampire society, certain taboos still exist…”

Tris ruffled her braid and whispered this warning that Missy had given her earlier.

She shook her head to put it behind her.

Now that she had given Murphy and herself their freedom, she would leave it up to fate to drive everything that developed after that.

The Scarlet Witch stood up.

She drank the origin blood in her hand in one gulp, cutting off the last effects of her bloodline contract with Salokdar completely.

After feeling the liberation of her mind, she crushed the Archduke’s Heart with her five fingers again, letting the rich scarlet stream of light turn into a storm of power that wrapped her up.

Each breath would allow the essence of Salokdar’s blood to be incorporated into her frail and emaciated body.

A single gold-ranked blood essence was certainly not enough to restore Tris to her full strength, mainly because the essence of Salokdar’s power was the Bit Midnight Sword Saint, while Tris was a Psychic Master, and the two sides’ powers didn’t exactly match.

However, the re-completion from the missing essence still allowed Tris to quickly get rid of the bone-devouring weakness that had been pestering her for over a hundred years.

With every breath, she grew stronger.

Breath grew and broke through to finally stabilize in the realm she had once reached, and after a not-so-comfortable return of power, a pair of massive blood-colored batwings entwined with blood and dark psychic energy, as shocking as a dragon’s wings, finally unfolded from the back of Trixie’s slender and bewitching body once again after a hundred years.

The first swat made the clothes on her body shatter apart, revealing a figure that was so slender and rounded that it was completely unscientific.

Alas, gravity and the like really didn’t exist in the other world.

However, it was fine to have clothes covering her, but right now, after removing all the restraints, the scars on Tris’s body became even more obvious.

It was even more eye-catching than her heavenly demonic body itself, the scar that almost tore her apart traveled all the way down from her slender and graceful neck through the rising snowy mounds and then spread out on her flat waist and stomach, finally stopping at her voluptuous crotch.

They were terrible wounds!

Representing a reminder of times past and a harsh lesson about bloodline contracts.

She really didn’t want the same thing to happen to Murphy.

Of course, in the strengthening of her body brought about by the return of her power, Tris could have gotten rid of the scar to bring herself back to her most perfect state, but in this moment she reached out and touched the scar on her collarbone, and ultimately did not get rid of it.

The past never really goes away!
It’s like burning wood in a house, even if you open the window and clean out all the ashes, the flickering smoke is still there, the past is like smoke, it exists in every breath you take, forever haunting you until the moment you close your eyes.

Instead of pretending it never happened, it is better to engrave it firmly in your heart, so that you do not repeat the second time in the next life.

With this in mind, Tris draped her hair braid over her chest and soothingly opened her arms, and in the light swinging of her fingers, the Archduke’s ceremonial robe flew out of the pile of gold coins behind her and fell into the top of her white, rounded torso.

All of the vampire’s regalia was basically unisex, and could be used by both men and women at the same time.

Unless their masters deliberately wanted to use their physical advantages to achieve a certain purpose, the vampires born in the middle of the night appreciated this kind of harmonious beauty.

A few minutes later, the door to the secret treasure vault opened.

Everyone outside the door turned around at this moment, and saw Tris, dressed in the ceremonial uniform of the Blood Vulture Archduke, striding out without expression.

Holding the Serenade Scepter in her left hand and the Shard of Desire in her right hand, the crown on top of her head was slightly tilted but didn’t affect her demeanor, and the scarlet cape that was fastened to her left shoulder was swaying behind her long black boots.

“Hail to you! Your Excellency the Archduke.”

Phimis was the first to bend down and salute. He was followed by Lady Adele, Maxim, and Miriam, who was filled with confusion as to why it was Tris who had taken the matriarch’s throne.

And as the guard that Tris had picked up, the crazy Bonnie was so excited that her face twisted when she saw her mistress appearing in the matriarch’s ceremonial clothes, which was exactly the image that had appeared over and over again in those memories in her mind that were either real or fake!

The two identities of “Matriarch” and “Mistress” merged perfectly at this moment, so that Bonnie’s confused mind, who was once the Matriarch’s personal guard captain, no longer had any doubts about her master’s identity.

She fell to her knees at Tris’s side almost as if she was throwing herself on the ground.

It seemed that her chaotic life that had experienced calamities and could no longer return to normal had regained its meaning at this moment.

Tris maintained her majesty and looked ahead.

The Knight Lord of Parano who appeared here as a spectator paid her the highest respect with the most standardized knight’s salute.

Not only was it the respect of a member of a foreign race for a Grand Duke, but it also came from the extreme pursuit of beauty in his heart, and this night’s Grand Duchess Tris was undoubtedly the most perfect and shocking creature of the night that could be born on this dark land.

And in Lord Parano’s heart, the decision that Murphy and Tris finally made was also very appreciated.

With Tris’s reputation among the other families and her relationship with Salokdar, having her inherit the position of Archduke of the Blood Vulture would definitely make Lord Paying deeply satisfied and secure.

Tris’ gaze continued to look outward.

Eventually, it met with Murphy who was standing in front of her, and the four eyes met in a complicated way, but after a few seconds, Murphy did not show the heartfelt smile that he usually had when he saw her, and bent down to pay homage to the new Archduke as the others did.

At the sight, a faint, unheard-of darkness flickered in Tris’s bright eyes as well.

Alas.

The relationship eventually faded .
In fact, Tris was not sure inwardly about the decision Murphy would make after getting rid of the blood contract.

She was also terrified of whether the sober and calm little Murphy would resolutely leave her and continue to leave her wandering alone in the world.

But since the decision had been made there was no need to regret it!
More than the end of Murphy leaving, Tris was more unwilling to see her little Murphy lose his will to become his loyal dog, that would be the most terrible humiliation for any man with self-respect, so the theoretical basis of the profession of dog licking was non-existent and contradictory from the very beginning, ah!

Love has never been such a twisted thing of self-indulgent contempt! Please don’t desecrate love with it.
Tris quickly gathered her thoughts.

She knew she had to say something as her first priority after succeeding as Archduke of the Blood Vultures, especially how to establish her effective rule over the new arrangement for the family that had now fallen to the bottom?
Vampires were a competitive race.

For an alpha, you can be vicious, greedy and even crazy, but you must show your dominance over the clan and your own plans for the pack.

An Archduke who cannot show his majesty is not qualified.

Not only will he be ridiculed by the other chieftains, but he may even cause his own people to worry unnecessarily, which may turn into some more dangerous actions.

Although tonight’s incident was sudden, it was good to know that the Blood Vulture Clan was very well organized with just these two or three kittens nowadays, so with a twinkle in her eye, Tris gripped the scepter in her hand tightly and said:

“Revernor Murphy Le Sombra, come forward!”

As the others watched, right here in the crumbling Bloodwyvern Cloister, Murphy stepped forward and half-kneeled in front of her again at Tris’s eye gesture.

The serenading scepter in Tris’s hand tapped either side of Murphy’s shoulders like a ceremonial sword at an ordination, and she said:
“For your contribution to the family during the events of Cadman City and the crusade against the Fallen Sarokdal, and for your struggle to break through the subspace rift to prevent the whole of Transylvania from falling into a crisis, I, Tris Cavendina Ka Lorraine Le Sombra, in the name of the Archduchess of the Blood Vulture, and on the authority of the Blood Vulture family that has ruled over Transylvania for 400 years, confer upon you the title of the title and power of ‘Count Cadman’.

Now that the family has fallen and a hundred years have passed, I hope you can lead your people to rebuild the order of Cadman City and Transylvania.”

“Gratitude for your gift, my lady.”

Murphy responded softly.

As soon as Tris’ scepter was withdrawn, a prompt popped up on the character card in front of him:
[The special title ‘Count Cadman’ has been acquired! This title was bestowed by the Blood Vulture Archduchess, giving you a legally strong claim to the Count Cadman Territory and the surrounding area.

The Blood Vulture Clan camp reputation has reached Worship!
The Prestige Achievement [Renown] has been lit, and the Prestige Achievement [Renown] is 1/5 complete.

The Territory Achievement [Lawful Lord] has been lit!

Please develop the size and quality of your territory as soon as possible in order to light up the higher achievements in the sequence.

The title function has been turned on, and you can currently wear the title: 2.

Currently holds the titles ‘Kingslayer’ and ‘Count Cadman’.

Rare title ‘Kingslayer’ comes with an effect: when wearing this title, there is a low chance of inflicting a [Deterrence] effect on the enemy, and the triggering of this effect will increase with strength.

Special Title ‘Count Cadman’ Incidental Effect: When wearing this title, it allows you to change laws, regulations and implement planned construction in your territory according to your own planning, and the favorability of the residents in your territory increases!
Yes/No to wear the title?

“Confirmed.”

Murphy put the two titles on, then got up and retreated into the crowd.

Trixie’s speech was not yet over, and as he watched, the Blood Vulture Archduchess raised her own slender neck and called out once more:
“Phemis Cecilia Lexumbra, come forward!”

Missy took a deep breath and stepped forward to half-kneel in front of her Archduchess as Murphy had done, and Trixie nudged her cane to either side of Mimis’ shoulders as she had done before.

She glanced at Lord Paranor and said in a hushed voice:

“For your contribution to the family and your great sacrifice in the crusade against the Fallen Salokdar, and for your efforts to break through the subspace rift to prevent the situation from worsening, I, Tris Cavendina Ka Lorraine Lexumbra, in the name of the Archduchess of the Bloodwings, and by the authority of the Bloodwings, who have ruled over Transylvania for 400 years, bestow upon you the title of ‘Countess Andromeda’ title and power.

You will represent the Blood Vulture Clan in an audience with His Eminence Paing Vinon Cappadocia, and I hope that you will not fall short of the ancient glory of the Blood Vulture Clan, and that you will fight for glory for us in front of His Eminence.”

Phimis’ eyes widened, while Lord Paranor, who was observing the ceremony, was also slightly surprised.

Both of them knew the meaning of Tris’ move.

It was in the name of Archduchess Bloodwing that Fimis was given a formal position of power in the family, which also meant that Fimis, the “remnant of the former dynasty”, had now been given refuge by Archduchess Tris.

In this way, if His Holiness Pa Ying planned to do something bad to Phineas, it would mean that the Knights of the Blood Alliance would be completely torn apart from the Blood Vulture Clan and even trigger a war between the clans.

This wave belonged to Tris who had brushed her old face in front of the Exalted Lord to beg for forgiveness, which was equivalent to adding an insurance policy for Phimis, so that if her origins were really discovered it wouldn’t be so bad that things would slip into an irreversible situation all of a sudden.

Such an action could not be described as anything less than serious, and it also made Phimis bite her lip.

She glanced at Tris, trying to suppress the emotional turmoil in her mind.

She responded in a hoarse voice:

“As you command, my lady! It shall be worthy of the Blood Vulture’s pride.”

“You two will be the ones to seal your own reward for your servants, I am tired.”

Tris withdrew her scepter and nodded gracefully to the crowd that had come to watch as she said:

“The Blood Vulture Clan is now reduced to a desolate state, lavish ceremonies and majestic publicity are unnecessary, please ask Lord Paranor to convey this to Venerable Lord Paying. After the clan’s situation improves, I will personally visit Venerable Lord Paying at the Knights’ Residence.”

“As it should be.”

Lord Paranor bowed down with an elegant posture to take his leave, and the others also rose to leave.

“Count Murphy, wait a moment, I have something to tell you.”

Tris held Murphy back in the darkness, but not for the sake of the mutated relationship between her and Murphy, but for real business.

In the darkness, the Blood Vulture Archduchess looked at Murphy as she said solemnly:

“Regarding the source blood, just how much more are you hiding in your hands?”

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