The great blood clan savior just wants to lie down.This is a hopeless world. Everyone will die, including me. As a man who has read "Lord of Mysteries" in advance, Emlyn knows that even gods will turn to dust in the final chapter of the doomsday - in this case, why not enjoy the remaining days before the end? When I lie down, I feel that the world is wide. Emlyn suddenly found that he had the protection of the True God Ancestor above him and the blood family as his backer below. As long as he didn't want to make progress, no one could do anything to him. Let's go! It's really comfortable to be bad, but as the plot officially begins, Emlyn suddenly finds that the whole world seems to have changed. The unexpected intruder doll lady, the party above the gray fog, the magician and arbitrator who met by chance, the thief who fell into the trap, the oracle of the ancestor... All of these seem to be pushing Emlyn towards the supreme road of salvation. You forced me to do this, so don't regret it! On that day, the sun and the moon shone together, crimson fell from the sky, and all things were annihilated. The fan fiction of Lord of Mysteries, the plot is mainly based on the first part, and only involves part of the content of the Ring of Fate.Chapter 1: The Dream of a TechnologistTitle of the Book:Secret: The great blood clan savior just wants to lie downAuthor's name: Starry NightChapter word count: 2273 wordsUpdate time: 2025-03-16 18:27:56
The moonlight poured into the room through the window, dyeing dozens of wooden cheeks red, staring at the only man in the room.
The man, who was working hard, seemed to be unaware of everything and was busy fiddling with the broken limbs in front of him.
The man stopped only when the moon was at its zenith and the night was already past midnight, marking his failure once again.
"Why is it still not working?"
Emlyn White raised his head in distress, and the moonlight illuminated an unexpectedly handsome face that looked slightly delicate.
Alas, he couldn't remember how many times he had failed.
I didn't expect that this seemingly simple doll would be so difficult to make.
There is clearly no advanced technology involved, but the dolls he made look extremely weird.
What exactly is wrong?
Emlyn would never admit that his skills were not good enough. After all, the guns he made with his own hands were even better than those made by the Beyonder craftsmen of the Steam Church. How could it be that his skills were not good enough?
So, what's the problem?
Emlyn had pondered over this question for countless days and nights, but still had no answer.
Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder if he really had no talent in this area. Otherwise, he might as well just ask a master to make custom dolls for him in the future.
Although the master's asking price is not low, his skills are very high!
The work of a master must be exquisite, and the puppets he made are vivid and lifelike, far beyond the reach of Emlyn's craftsmanship.
But for Emlyn, this is not a question of money at all. How can he let someone else take care of his wife?
How can it be clean if it is made by others!
With the intention of molding his own wife with his own hands, Emlyn refused to give up despite repeated failures.
If ten times doesn't work, try a hundred times!
If a hundred times doesn't work, try a thousand times!
If a thousand times doesn't work, try ten thousand times!
Emlyn firmly believed that his efforts would not be in vain, and one day he would be able to create a perfect puppet with his own hands.
"Come again!"
Just as Emlyn was packing up the materials that could be reused and preparing to start creating again, he suddenly felt something strange.
This is a spiritual reminder!
Emlyn quickly opened his spiritual vision and locked his eyes on the window, which was the direction of the spiritual prompt.
Sure enough, under the crimson moonlight, ripples suddenly appeared on the window glass, and a figure condensed from the void and slowly stepped into the room.
A black court dress, light golden hair, delicate doll-like facial features, and bloodless skin!
Compared with her doll-like delicate appearance, Emlyn's collection of dolls in the room suddenly pales in comparison.
Sharon!
The name immediately popped up in Emlyn's mind.
As a otaku who likes dolls, Emlyn has longed for Sharon for a long time.
This Sequence 5 from the Rose School, the only remaining master of the Temperance School, is either a puppet or a puppet's vengeful spirit. This is a perfect match for Emlyn's preferences.
Now that he had seen it in person, Emlyn realized that the meeting was even better than the reputation, and Sharon was more perfect than he had imagined.
This is the perfect doll I want!
For a moment, Emlyn's eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.
He even forgot to think about why she was here and whether she would be dangerous.
In his eyes, she was no longer a strange visitor, but the most perfect doll he had always dreamed of.
In fact, Emlyn was not sure whether she was Sharon.
But that doesn't matter.
Who cares who she is?
For Emlyn, since such a perfect doll is delivered to my door, she is mine!
However, before Emlyn could appreciate it carefully, Sharon's legs suddenly went weak and she fell down, right onto Emlyn's bed.
What's going on?
What happened to Sharon?
Emlyn sensed that something was wrong.
Isn't she Sharon?
It was no wonder that Emlyn was suspicious. The performance of the woman in front of him made it hard for him to believe that this was Sharon.
Yes, her appearance and clothes are indeed very similar to the legendary Sharon, but doesn't Sharon look more like a doll than a doll?
Whose Sharon is like this!
The crimson moonlight dyed the woman's cheeks with an intoxicating blush. She was lying softly on Emlyn's bed, panting slightly, soft and weak, with a pair of big watery eyes looking at him infatuatedly, making people want to hold her in their arms to comfort and pity her.
This is Sharon?! ! !
Rather than being the dull, puppet-like Sharon, she is more like a witch who seduces people into committing crimes!
Witch? !
Such beauty is rare, could she really be a witch?
Thinking of the witch, Emlyn couldn't help but be shocked.
Backlund is known as the City of Hope and the Capital of All Cities. It is the most prosperous city in the world. Naturally, there are many witches living and active here.
Could it be that I encountered it today?
In this case, her ability to appear on the windowsill is not the ghostly transformation of a vengeful spirit, but the witch's mirror teleportation.
This is not some romantic A Chinese Ghost Story at all, it's clearly Rakshasa seducing souls!
Is it Sharon or the witch, luck or bad luck?
If it was Sharon, what was going on with her? Was she injured or cursed?
If it is a witch, why did she come and what should I do?
For a moment, Emlyn was at a loss for words.
Fortunately, things soon took a turn for the better, and Emlyn understood why Sharon was so strange.
It was because Emlyn suddenly felt a sharp increase in spirituality, and his speed, strength, and perception were significantly improved, but at the same time, his inner desires surged like a tide.
Emlyn was no stranger to this feeling. In fact, he had the same experience every full moon night.
Legend has it that the vampires are favored by the moon and gain a boost in strength on every moonlit night, reaching their peak at the full moon.
In a world where extraordinary abilities exist, this is no longer a legend, but a fact.
During the full moon, spirituality grows, inspiration increases, and the strength of the vampires will also be greatly enhanced.
But it's not a full moon tonight?
As a vampire, Emlyn naturally couldn't remember this wrongly.
Could it be... the Crimson Moon Crown!
No wonder Sharon was in such a bad state, that's why!
Emlyn suddenly thought of a unique magical item, which was the crimson moon corona that could create a full moon effect. It was the nemesis of the Prisoner Sequence.
Although they are not adjacent sequences, there is obviously a subtle restraint relationship between the Prisoner Sequence and the Moon Sequence.
The full moon can greatly enhance the strength of the vampires, but it is the nemesis of the prisoner's path where Sharon is.
In fact, whether it was the Sequence 7 Werewolves in the Prisoner's Path, the Sequence 6 Zombies, or the Sequence 5 Vengeful Spirits, they all sounded like vampires, all dark creatures.
Therefore, the full moon effect on the Beyonders in the Prisoner's Path should have greatly increased their strength.
Unfortunately, the Prisoner Path had a fatal flaw from the very beginning: it would cause the desires of the Beyonders in this Path to surge.
During the full moon, the desires of the Beyonders in the Prisoner's Path will soar to the point where they are difficult to control, eventually leading to madness and destruction.
This is also the reason why the Rose Academy School split into the Temperance Faction and the Hedonism Faction.
It seems that this is not a witch, it is indeed Sharon.
Although her condition was very bad, she was obviously affected by the full moon.
So, Sharon was being hunted by the Hedonistic Faction of the Rose School, and happened to come here in a panic.
Um?
Coincidentally!
Oops, this is arranged!
However, if such a perfect doll falls into my house, it's mine!
No matter who it is, who dares to steal Emlyn's doll?
court death!
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Although we are ready to rescue people, how to rescue them is still a problem.
First, of course, is to determine the enemy's strength, and then decide whether to fight or flee.
Under the effect of the full moon, Emlyn's strength increased greatly, and he even dared to touch Sequence 6.
However, if the one chasing Sharon was a Sequence 5 from the Rose School, then Emlyn would have no choice but to find a way to escape with Sharon.
Even though he was full of passion, he would not be so reckless as to overestimate his own abilities.
Not to mention, Emlyn clearly remembered that the three people from the Rose School who came to hunt down Sharon were led by a Sequence 5.
In this case, how could Emlyn dare to act rashly?
Although Sharon was beautiful and indeed the perfect doll he had always dreamed of, he was not so blinded by lust as to lose his mind.
Since the full moon effect has spread here, it naturally means that the enemy has determined that Sharon is nearby and may come to kill her soon.
So Emlyn didn't dare to delay and leaned close to Sharon's ear and whispered, "How many people are chasing you? What's their sequence number?"
Sharon naturally understood what Emlyn meant.
Although she didn't know why this strange Beyonder in front of her wanted to help her, her calm and capable nature allowed her to make the right judgment immediately.
Enduring her weakness, Sharon turned around, got close to Emlyn, and said:
"There is only one person here, a member of the Rose School's Hedonistic School, named Jason.
He is a Sequence 6 of the Prisoner Path—a zombie.
But he has a magical item of Sequence 5 in his hand - the Crimson Moon Corona, which can create a full moon effect and enhance himself.
That's why I lost my fighting spirit.
If you can knock down the Crimson Moon Crown, I can recover my strength and kill him."
Her usually clear and cold voice seemed especially gentle and soft at this moment of weakness. Even when she said murderous words, she still sounded tender and affectionate.
The breath from the pale lips makes one feel like a fragrant breeze blowing on one's face, making one feel intoxicated.
The unique sense of smell of the vampires made Emlyn smell that the blood of the girl in front of him was extremely delicious, a nectar that he had never tasted before.
For a moment, Emlyn felt his blood boiling and wanted to eat the alluring girl in front of him in one bite.
Eaten in every sense of the word!
This made Emlyn wonder if he had recognized the wrong person. Could she really be a witch?
Although the full moon effect can indeed increase people's desire, this is not the first time Emlyn has experienced a full moon. Why is he so incapable of self-control?
I must have been too close to her!
Emlyn took a few steps back, putting some distance between them. He gasped for breath, his heart beating like a drum.
Something is wrong!
Nine out of ten things are wrong!
Emlyn found that not only was he having trouble controlling himself, but Sharon's face also seemed to be getting redder.
At this moment, a long laugh was suddenly heard.
The enemy is coming!
"Hahahahahaha..., little beauty, where are you running to?
You can't run away!
Do you feel sore all over, weak limbs, and full of desire?
Sharon, this crimson moon corona is your nemesis.
Today, you can no longer escape!
Don't blame me for not being gentle enough to women and for wanting to kill a beauty like you!
If you know what's good for you, you can surrender and join our indulgence group, and enjoy the joy of indulgence with me.
I promise, you're going to love this feeling.
Ahahahahahahaha..."
Listening to the laughter coming from the eaves above his head, Emlyn couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He was finally completely sure that this was Sharon.
As long as it's Sharon, my choice is not wrong.
Next, all we have to do is kill this Sequence 6.
This was his own lair, so Emlyn had naturally made a lot of preparations to conceal the atmosphere in the house perfectly.
Therefore, even though the Extraordinary from the Hedonistic Faction was right above his head, he was unable to detect anything unusual in the house.
Although the Sequence 6 zombies were strong, they were slow to react. It was not difficult for Emlyn to launch a sneak attack with the vampire's flexibility.
But the Crimson Moon Corona is a magical item corresponding to Sequence 5. Although its full moon effect adds a buff to Emlyn, the opponent also enjoys its benefit!
Holding the Crimson Moon Crown, the enemy not only possesses the abilities of a Sequence 6 zombie, but can also use the abilities of a vampire. It's not a Sequence 5 who wins, but a Sequence 5. This is why Sharon has nowhere to escape.
Facing a high-ranking existence in the same sequence, Emlyn could only be beaten. How could he win?
In other words, Emlyn understood the plot and knew that the zombie was not familiar with the magical item, the Crimson Moon Corona, so he dared to take the risk.
As long as the Crimson Moon Crown is destroyed, Sharon will be able to resume her actions and win the game.
However, it is not easy to do this.
Emlyn held his breath and hid in the shadows with the help of his vampire talent, but as he faced life and death for the first time, his heart beat as fast as a drum.
Jason's figure looked particularly hideous in the moonlight. The crimson moon crown in his hand emitted a strange red light, as if mocking Emlyn's powerlessness.
Emlyn clenched his teeth, but a trace of fear rose in his heart.
At the same time, Sharon raised her head slightly. Although her body was weak, her eyes seemed to silently encourage Emlyn.
Emlyn knew that if he failed this time, not only would he die, but Sharon would also fall into the hands of the hedonists.
"Don't retreat!" He encouraged himself secretly, his eyes fixed on Jason again.
His eyes were fixed like a hawk on the zombie's right hand that was tightly grasping the crimson moon crown, and his mind was rapidly calculating the best time.
"Bang!"
Emlyn finally fired.
Before firing, Emlyn used the vampire Sequence 7 spell-like Dark Shackles. The illusory but solid black shackles fixed Jason in mid-air, preventing him from dodging.
So, with Jason having no way to dodge, the bullet hit him right in the forehead.
The power of this shot was so strong that it actually made a big hole in Jason's forehead, and red and white splashed everywhere.
Ordinary firearms naturally cannot have such a great killing power against mid-sequence Beyonders. Only the technology specially developed by Emlyn that does not belong to this era can pose a fatal danger to Beyonders.
What surprised Emlyn was that Jason didn't die instantly despite such a severe injury to his forehead.
On the contrary, the flesh and blood around his forehead was wriggling rapidly, and the bullet was slowly squeezed out.
Oops! This is the effect of the Crimson Moon Corona.
Not only can it create a full moon effect, but it can also allow the user to gain vampire abilities close to Sequence 5, increasing not only the user's speed, strength, and agility, but also greatly improving their self-healing abilities.
These are exactly the abilities of the Moon Path Sequence 5 Crimson Scholars, and Emlyn is naturally very familiar with them.
No wonder the seniors all emptied the magazines directly, it really made sense, I still don't have enough experience!
Emlyn sighed in his heart, but he had already pulled the trigger repeatedly.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
The successive bullets opened several large holes in Jason's head, which could not be repaired even with the power of the Crimson Moon Corona.
Emlyn even noticed the effect of the full moon fading, and Sharon inside the house recovered her strength and stood up.
The outcome has been decided!
Emlyn spun the empty revolver around gracefully and put it back, but he remained where he was and did not move closer.
The zombies and vampires are so powerful that even the specially made extraordinary bullets failed to blow their heads off. Could he have one last blow?
Anyway, Emlyn would not approach rashly. Since Sharon had recovered her strength, let her handle it.
But soon, Emlyn paid the price for his carelessness.
Jason was indeed powerless to fight back, but before he died, he managed to recite a passage of honorifics in a hoarse voice:
"The unique red moon... a symbol of life and beauty..."
Emlyn's face suddenly changed, and alarm bells rang in his heart: "Oh no! We can't let him finish reading!",
Chapter 3: The Bad Girl Sharon!Title of the Book:Secret: The great blood clan savior just wants to lie downAuthor's name: Starry NightChapter word count: 2359 wordsUpdate time: 2025-03-17 12:30:14
With Emlyn's knowledge, he understood the origin of this honorific title after just hearing the first sentence.
This is the honorific name of the primordial moon believed in by the Rose School of Hedonism.
However, Emlyn knew very well that the true identity of this original moon was the most powerful Outer God entrenched on the moon - the Fallen Mother Goddess!
If God or the Celestial Lord does not appear, the Mother Goddess will be the most powerful being in the world.
Can't let him finish!
Emlyn no longer cared about his own safety, and suddenly flew up, with a pair of black bat wings instantly unfolding from his back, and his speed increased sharply. At the same time, he had already released the dark shackles, trying to interrupt the opponent's chanting, and his hands were attached with dark claws, which fiercely tore Jason's jaw.
"Mother of all spiritual powers..." The chanting stopped abruptly.
Phew, luckily I didn't finish reading it.
Emlyn gasped, thankful that he survived.
Just now he seemed to have felt a gaze directed down from the sky. Fortunately, he acted quickly enough and ended everything in advance.
But even that moment of gaze made Emlyn feel the mighty power that was as deep as the sea.
Emlyn's desires, which were already stirred by the full moon characteristics of the crimson moon corona, rose even more fiercely with that glance, like a prairie fire, especially lust, appetite, and killing desire.
Emlyn naturally knew that these desires did not come out of thin air, but infinitely magnified the desires hidden deep in his heart.
As for the so-called lust, there is no need to explain it.
Seeing Sharon, the puppet among puppets, the masterpiece that best suits his aesthetics, appear before his eyes, it is understandable that he would feel lustful.
As for appetite, it was naturally the vampire's instinctive bloodthirstiness for spiritual blood. Especially the smell of blood after killing someone, which made Emlyn's bloodthirstiness even stronger.
The final desire to kill was naturally caused by Emlyn's first killing.
Fortunately, as the gaze from the sky disappeared, these surging desires gradually began to subside like water without a source.
This made Emlyn breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that the one who just cast her gaze was not the Fallen Mother Goddess, but the top-ranked Mother Tree of Desire.
But he is an Outer God after all. Before the barrier completely collapses, it is difficult to watch him for a long time without a medium.
As long as they are not contaminated, these remaining aftermaths of desire are not difficult to deal with.
But just as Emlyn breathed a sigh of relief, he realized something was wrong.
An alluring fragrance came towards him.
Emlyn was startled, and he soon discovered that Sharon was also in a bad state.
Under the shining of the crimson moon, Sharon's cheeks were rosy, and her crystal-like eyes were sparkling and alluring, and she no longer felt like a puppet.
Even Emlyn clearly felt that Sharon seemed to be suppressing some emotion.
What's going on?
Was it that the full moon effect just now had too severe an impact on her, or was she contaminated and about to lose control?
No, Emlyn quickly saw from Sharon's eyes that she seemed to be enduring some kind of desire.
Emlyn immediately realized that it was the gaze of the Mother Tree of Desire that caused her desire to surge!
The full moon effect of the Crimson Moon Corona would have magnified her desires, and coupled with the gaze from the Mother Tree of Desire just now, even the restrained Sharon could not bear it.
Sharon's blushing cheeks in the moonlight gradually approached, and the girl's unique fragrance became stronger and stronger. Emlyn felt that his desire was surging like a tide, and he could hardly control himself.
Don't come over here!!!
"Wait, don't panic!
I have sedatives in the room!"
Faced with Sharon getting closer and closer, Emlyn forced himself to suppress his surging desire and stepped back.
These problems are easy to solve by just going back inside and taking a sedative.
Hearing Emlyn's answer, Sharon seemed to have seen a savior, hope blossomed in her eyes, and she nodded with difficulty to show her agreement.
If Emlyn hadn't been watching her, he wouldn't have noticed the tiny movement.
It seems that after experiencing a series of crises, Sharon has almost reached her limit.
Thinking of this, Emlyn dared not hesitate any longer. He suppressed the desire that was about to erupt like a volcano and returned to his room.
Emlyn knew exactly where the medicine was stored and quickly found the bottle containing the sedative.
Phew, it's okay.
Emlyn suppressed his desire and thought he could hold on for a while longer, so he decided to give Sharon the medicine first.
When I turned around, I saw that Sharon had indeed followed.
Haha, although Sharon had difficulty even nodding due to the influence of desire, it was naturally not difficult for her to get close to Emlyn because she obeyed her desire.
It should be said that Sharon has not yet pounced directly, which is worthy of being an outstanding temperance person.
But she has really reached her limit. Didn't you see that she has already bitten her lips?
No! Did you bite your lip?
Emlyn looked intently, and saw the bright red bloodstains on the corners of Sharon's fair mouth, which were extremely glaring.
The fresh and mellow smell of blood came clearly and indiscriminately. Emlyn felt his brain buzzing and a strong desire poured out like a broken dam.
"Bang!"
The tranquilizer in Emlyn's hand shattered on the ground, but the clear scent of the medicine could no longer wake up the two people who were addicted to desire.
The crimson moonlight outside the window had turned blood red without me noticing when.
…
At the same time, under the same blood moon, in Tingen City, thousands of miles away, a corpse with a brain suddenly opened its eyes.
…
When Emlyn woke up again, it was already the next morning. Sharon had long disappeared, and the body outside the yard had disappeared. Everything was normal, as if no one else had been there.
Emlyn almost thought that everything that happened last night was just a dream caused by his desires under the blood moon.
If Emlyn hadn't discovered that the bed sheet he had been using was also missing, he would have thought that everything that happened last night was just a dream.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand why Sharon took the sheets away.
In the occult, blood is the medium for many magical spells and curses.
Even if it was just a drop of blood that was not cleaned up, it could bring a lot of trouble to oneself, not to mention that Sharon was being hunted by the Rose School's Hedonistic Faction, so she naturally had to be more careful.
Sharon's caution was not wrong, but it also made Emlyn certain that everything that happened last night was not a false dream.
However, Sharon left without saying a word, and Emlyn couldn't help but feel upset by this reaction.
Bad girl!
Play with the boy's body and emotions!
What's the difference between this and those bad girls who put on a skirt and run away?
No! It's even worse!
Not only did she run away without saying a word, she also took all the spoils away by herself.
The extraordinary characteristics of a Sequence 6 zombie are worth at least 4,000 gold pounds, and the Crimson Moon Corona is a magical item corresponding to Sequence 5, worth more than 8,000 gold pounds, not to mention that it has special significance for the vampires.
But Sharon took all the spoils away!
Although Emlyn was not a poor man, he would not ignore tens of thousands of pounds.
What's more, Sharon took it without asking, which was really too much!
Both people and money are lost!
It hurts so much!
Emlyn couldn't help but regret why he woke up so late, but then he changed his mind and realized that Sharon was two levels higher than him. Even if he woke up, he would not be her opponent. He felt a little relieved.
Perhaps I should be thankful that Sharon was a temperance person, so she showed mercy and didn't take my life?
No, it was me who saved Sharon, but she repaid my kindness with hatred!
No, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Emlyn couldn't help but yell to the sky:
"Sharon, you scumbag!
It's really too much to just eat everything and leave!
Just wait for me, next time I will make sure you don't even have the energy to get out of bed!"
"Crack!"
As soon as Emlyn finished speaking, he heard a noise from the bedroom door behind him, and it was obvious that someone had come in.
Could it be that Sharon hadn't actually left yet?
Oh no, what was I just shouting?
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!".
Chapter 4: ControlTitle of the Book:Secret: The great blood clan savior just wants to lie downAuthor's name: Starry NightChapter word count: 2164 wordsUpdate time: 2025-03-17 20:00:22
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
Emlyn defended himself reflexively, and only after seeing who was coming did his tense nerves relax:
"mom?"
That's right, the person who came was Mrs. White, Emlyn White's mother, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes.
Not only that, Emlyn also saw his father, Mr. White, following behind, also dressed in formal attire.
For vampires, night is the real starting point of their day.
For example, Emlyn's parents, Mr. and Mrs. White, spent the entire night at the vampire banquet or dance.
Apparently, they had just returned from a banquet and heard his shouting, so they came over to take a look out of curiosity.
"Whose daughter is Sharon? Is she gone?" Mrs. White asked curiously.
"Nothing Miss, you heard it wrong!"
Emlyn denied it flatly. He didn't want his parents to know what happened last night, although he knew it was impossible to just brush it off.
Although Sharon had already done some processing, the vampires were very sensitive to blood and it was easy for them to detect what had happened in their home.
What's more, Emlyn had not yet put on any clothes. Although he was covered by a duvet, the marks left on his shoulders and neck were too conspicuous in the eyes of experienced people like the White couple.
"Is that Miss Sharon a scumbag?"
Mr. White also joined in the fun. Although he had doubts, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
Emlyn remained silent. This kind of thing could not be explained at all, and the more he explained, the worse it would be.
Besides, even though what happened last night was just a coincidence, it was difficult for him to deny his involvement now that things had come to this.
Therefore, Emlyn just wanted to get over this topic quickly, so he changed the subject:
"It's getting late. I guess there are people waiting at the clinic. I'll be there soon."
As he spoke, Emlyn hurriedly got up and put on his clothes, preparing to escape from his parents' questioning.
"No need, I'll go over today and you can just rest at home."
Mr. White pushed Emlyn back onto the bed and said teasingly with a smile:
"Don't be discouraged, young people, who hasn't met a few bad girls?
This is the necessary path to growth.
When you gain more experience, you will naturally understand.
How about this, next time I'll take you to a social dance so you can meet more ladies, and the problem will be solved naturally.
In fact, this is also a good thing.
Some lessons are better learned sooner rather than later..."
Mr. White was imparting life experience to his son, but suddenly he felt something was wrong.
Where does the malice come from? Why is it getting stronger and stronger?
When he turned around, he saw a pair of sharp eyes staring at him. The dignified and elegant Mrs. White now looked like a ghost to Mr. White.
"You seem to be quite experienced in this area?"
"Ah? Ah, well, I mean, in life, it's inevitable that you'll meet a few scumbags.
Well, it's getting late, and I think there are people waiting at the clinic, so I'll go over there right away."
After saying this, Mr. White was so anxious that he seemed to be furious. He didn't even go out the door. He jumped directly from the window to the yard and trotted out of the house.
"snort!"
Mrs. White stared at the open window with a look as sharp as a knife. She snorted coldly and then slowly withdrew her gaze.
Facing her son Emlyn, Mrs. White regained her smile and said with relief:
"Our little White has finally grown up, and I can rest assured now."
Is this considered growing up?
Emlyn suddenly realized something. It seemed that in the eyes of parents, no matter how old their children were, they would only be considered grown up when they got married, established a career and had a partner!
Mrs. White glanced at the puppets around her and continued:
"You were obsessed with these dolls before. You stayed in the room all day and didn't communicate with outsiders. We were worried for a long time.
What we are worried about is certainly not your reputation within the clan.
I know that many people in the tribe have complaints about your preference.
But in my opinion, liking dolls is just an ordinary hobby, and it is no better or worse than other hobbies.
We cannot say that liking to study potions, liking knowledge of the occult, and liking fighting is noble, and liking puppets is vulgar.
What's wrong with young people having some personal hobbies?
You are still young, so it's okay to play for a few more decades.
But what we are worried about is that if you stay alone for too long, you may become less and less willing to communicate with others.
It's okay when you're young, but what about the future?
What if we are no longer here?
You can't stay with these dolls for the rest of your life, can you?"
After listening to Mrs. White's words, Emlyn finally understood that they had been under such pressure before.
"Fortunately, all this is over." Mrs. White smiled with relief and continued with ease:
"You became interested in the occult two and a half years ago.
Although your original intention was to be dissatisfied with the craftsmanship of those craftsmen and prepare to make the most perfect doll by yourself, the reason is not important. What is important is that you are no longer confused, have your own goals, and start to work hard for them.
Now that you have someone you like, we can rest assured."
After understanding his mother's feelings, Emlyn didn't know whether he should tell her that what happened between him and Sharon was just a misunderstanding.
Before Emlyn could think clearly, Mrs. White had already finished her sigh and changed the subject, asking rapidly:
"Whose family is that lady named Sharon?
What does she look like and what is her personality like?
Is she a Beyonder, an ordinary person, or a vampire?
When can you bring her over to meet me?
When are you going to get married?
..."
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Unexpectedly, Mrs. White was as concerned about her future daughter-in-law as all parents in the world. Emlyn's hesitation immediately disappeared.
Sharon left without saying a word, obviously not planning to have any more contact with him. Where could he go to call Sharon?
Besides, if you have traveled through time and space and still have to face your parents' urging to get married, then wouldn't it be a waste of time?
I would rather starve to death, die outside, or jump off here than bring that scumbag Sharon home!
Before Emlyn could say no, Mrs. White seemed to have seen the answer from his expression.
But Mrs. White didn't care and said leisurely:
"Now that you have a girl you like, you will have to spend a lot of money when you go out with her, so it seems that I have to increase your pocket money.
Besides, you young people probably don't like living with your parents, so it seems you have to buy another house.
Daily expenses are also quite high. Should I prepare a suburban manor for you, or those stocks?
Oh! What a headache! "
Holding the thick stack of gold pounds that his mother stuffed into his arms, the special smell of ink was so sweet and tempting that it made Emlyn dizzy.
Actually, if you think about it, Sharon is the most perfect doll, and it doesn't seem impossible to be with her.
No one knows a child better than his mother. Seeing Emlyn's reaction, Mrs. White knew that it had been done.
However, her face suddenly turned serious and she said:
"Now that we have finished discussing these private matters, it is time to talk about official matters."
Official business?
When did we have business?
Emlyn was full of doubts. Just as he was about to ask, he heard his mother throw out a shocking news:
"During the blood moon last night, the First Ancestor issued an oracle that was related to you.",
Chapter 5: The Oracle of the AncestorsTitle of the Book:Secret: The great blood clan savior just wants to lie downAuthor's name: Starry NightChapter word count: 2119 wordsUpdate time: 2025-03-18 12:30:02
What?
oracle?
The blood moon is the symbol of Lilith, the ancestor of the blood race. Emlyn naturally knows this.
Lilith has not fallen and is still able to issue oracles. Emlyn knows this better than even the top blood clan members.
However, Emlyn was confused that the oracle given by the ancestor Lilith mentioned him.
Could it be that Lilith has discovered her abnormality?
Then all my cautiousness over the past two years would have been in vain!
However, Emlyn did not jump to conclusion.
Because he suspected that this was most likely a false oracle by the high-ranking members of the blood clan, just under the guise of the ancestor Lilith.
In the original plot, didn't they just fake the oracle and let Emlyn read out the Fool's name?
I guess it will be the same trick this time.
After realizing this, Emlyn was no longer worried.
So Emlyn asked curiously, "And then? What is the content of the oracle?"
Seeing Emlyn's attitude towards the oracle, Mrs. White opened her mouth, wanting to blame him for being too disrespectful, but in the end she didn't say it.
In fact, the blood race's prayers to the ancestor Lilith were rarely answered, and when the blood race was hunted by the Church of the Seven Gods, the ancestor never did anything.
Therefore, the younger generation of blood clan's faith in the ancestor Lilith is no longer as strong as before.
Emlyn's current attitude is also the attitude of most young vampires, and it is not too excessive.
However, Mrs. White thought of how Emlyn had been a fanatical believer of the First Ancestor a few years ago, and regarded himself as the savior of the blood race, and was disgusted with his peers who were addicted to singing and dancing parties.
But now, facing the oracle of the ancestor, Emlyn had such an attitude, which made her feel deeply moved.
For a moment, she didn't know whether Emlyn's change was good or bad.
When the oracle was mentioned, Mrs. White's pupils were suddenly covered with blood mist, and her voice turned into overlapping hymns: "My child, go and become the most pious gravedigger on earth!"
"Speak human language!"
"Okay, the oracle's content about you is that you should secretly join the Church of the Earth, investigate the Church of the Earth's movements, and even strive to become the Church of the Earth's spokesperson in Backlund."
What?
Want me to be a traitor?
Why does this task seem so familiar?
Emlyn couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this his own fate in the original time and space?
Could it be that because I have traveled through time, my fate has changed and it is impossible for me to get lost in the Church of the Earth, so fate is correcting itself in this way?
Is it my destiny to be a traitor?
But why must it be me?
Mrs. White was still babble-ing on and on, she felt extremely honored to have met a great man in the blood clan, Marquis Nibais Odra, and to have listened to the oracle from the ancestor.
In fact, given Mrs. White's status in the blood clan, she had no qualifications to listen to the oracle, and it was even difficult for her to meet Marquis Nibais Odra.
But now, because her son Emlyn was mentioned in the oracle, Mrs. White was received by the Marquis amid everyone's astonished eyes, and she felt very honored.
Therefore, Mrs. White praised her little White for his great success, and actually gained the attention of the First Ancestor. She said that the young people are really promising and have a bright future.
Hearing Emlyn's question, Mrs. White couldn't help but frown:
"I remember that you always liked to claim that you were the savior of the vampires.
Now, shouldn't it be an honor to be able to work for the ancestor?"
Emlyn smiled: "I was young and ignorant at that time!
Now, as my mother said, I have grown up. "
Oh! I have grown up.
This is a really unique answer.
When you grow up, you are no longer naive.
Similarly, I no longer believe in those so-called beliefs and glory.
Perhaps, only interests can make him take the initiative to do something.
Mrs. White obviously understood what Emlyn meant, and nodded as she spoke:
"Fulfilling the oracle of the First Ancestor and doing things for the Blood Clan will certainly not go unappreciated by the Clan.
Lord Nibais said that as long as you do well, it is not impossible to obtain various occult knowledge, magical items, or even upgrade your sequence to become a viscount.
Emlyn, this is a rare opportunity, you must seize it, others can't even ask for it!"
That's it?
What seemed like a great honor and a rare opportunity to Mrs. White was something else in Emlyn's eyes.
Isn't this just empty talk?
It's all empty talk and clichés, not useful at all!
Emlyn had never expected that he would enjoy the same treatment as his original destiny, except that he changed from risking reciting the evil god's name to being an undercover agent in the Church of the Earth.
But no matter which mission you choose, there are huge pitfalls.
Do you still think you know nothing?
It seems that this so-called oracle is indeed false.
If the First Ancestor Lilith had really mentioned Emlyn's name, he would never have been treated like this.
There must have been an oracle, but his name was not mentioned in the oracle at all. It was just that Marquis Nibais Odra found a scapegoat.
Throughout history, there has never been a good ending for undercover agents.
Taking such a huge risk, but getting no tangible benefits, only empty promises from higher-ups.
Whoever wants to do this can do it, but Emlyn doesn't want to go anyway.
However, it is not easy to refuse a mission from the upper echelons of the vampire clan, and with the title of Oracle.
Of course, if Emlyn strongly objects, it should still be possible to refuse.
After all, for an undercover mission like this, if there is no certain level of trust, it will not be easily sent out.
Otherwise, it is really hard to say whether he is going to be an undercover agent, a double agent, or even directly defecting.
Of course, if Emlyn directly refused the mission, he would probably offend the top leaders of the vampire clan.
A vampire marquis, a Sequence 3 Saint, was clearly an existence that Emlyn could not defeat right now.
Even the Marquis didn't have to do anything, his descendants would give Emlyn, who offended the elder's authority, a good beating.
In this world, the strong can do whatever they want.
Therefore, Emlyn still needs to figure out the specific situation so that he can decide what to choose.
So he asked again: "Mother, why do you think the Marquis sent me on this mission?"
Mrs. White gradually realized something was wrong when she saw her son repeatedly asking why it was him.
Isn't that an oracle? It was said by the First Ancestor, so what's wrong with that?
Could it be that Emlyn suspected that the Duke was falsely conveying the oracle? How dare he be so bold?
Yes, in fact he did dare.
The ancestor of the blood clan has not appeared for a long time, and even the prayers of the clan members are rarely responded to. In addition, there are so many rumors that the ancestor is dead. Several eras have passed, and the prestige of the ancestor Lilith in the blood clan is naturally not as good as before.
By this calculation, it is possible that this oracle is actually false.
However, Emlyn's question is actually easy to answer.
Mrs. White wanted to know the reason herself without asking anyone else.
"Because our Emlyn is the most outstanding and hardworking person among the younger generation of the vampire race!
If not you, who should I choose? "
"Ah? Me? The most diligent?"