About an hour later, Jones left.

At the gate of the Blood Castle, he saw Adale and Belle, Dora, and Quaya who were guarding there.

He walked quickly, and before they could speak, Jones said, "Get in and go back."

"Uh... the talk was over?" Adair was confused.

Jones had already stepped on the carriage and sat down.

The four lichs who followed him quickly got on the carriage without saying a word.

The others looked at each other and got into the car one after another.

The wheels of the three carriages moved one after another and drove towards the sea of ​​clouds.

At the gate of the Blood Castle was the only carriage sent by the elders to pick up Jones. It was motionless, like a sculpture.

...

The carriage slowly drove on Huanshan Avenue.

In the carriage, Jones sat quietly with his eyes closed, frowning.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Adair was still asking.

Belle also opened her eyes wide and waited aside.

However, Jones didn't say a word. He just sat quietly, as if thinking about something. His expression looked very unhappy.

...

Half an hour ago.

"No, no, no, we don't want to hear these, kids." Elder Felix smiled and said to Jones in the Blood Castle Hall: "What we want to know is, when we accept you, can we get more after we give? Yes, I mean, more. The so-called justice and fairness are not what we need. Faith is not. As for other races and those slaves, is it important to be able to get them? Even liberation as slaves of our property is actually a pure loss."

"So, what do you elders want?" Jones asked in confusion.

"We want your promise, Dracula, Gruglu, yes, we can accept that you have a dual identity at the same time, but there must be a point between the two, right? The vision of the bright future of the Serpent City that you just explained to us... It sounds good and ambitious. But to be honest, I haven't heard anything about the benefits you bring to the blood clan as a descendant of Dracula. I only hear you as the son of the Lich King to realize your ambitions. The Lich King's faith is regarded as an oracle by you, but the tradition of our blood clan is trampled under your feet. This is not fair."

"But these traditions are unreasonable," Jones retorted.

"Maybe it, but only for slaves. It won't be for the blood clan. Most blood clans will agree with the current system and even enjoy it. Each of them enjoys the benefits of slavery."

Adrien interrupted, "I can tell you now that if you tell them what you said just now, most of their reactions must be: 'Oh my God, you actually want me to achieve equality with those dirty slaves?"

"Yes, that's it." Elder Felix agreed: "What you agree with is not necessarily what we agree with. If you want us to accept it, you must at least make us admit that you are equal when you treat the two surnames Dracula and Grugru. What Grugru gets, what Dracula should get. This is fair, isn't it? Instead of making us feel that you just treat the blood clan as a stepping stone to achieve your ideal."

"So what exactly do you want?" Jones' eyes slowly narrowed into a slit.

Elder Adrien and Elder Felix both rose slightly, their mouths slightly raised.

The great elder Barsaromu, who had not spoken, coughed twice and said, "Why let me make a suggestion. We can accept you as a member of the Vampire Elders, and even prepare a chair for you on this stage. You will become one of the four core elders of the Vampire and enjoy endless glory. Now, the friends of the Vampire and enemies of the Vampire will worship you. Children, this is a great glory that no one has ever obtained. You will become the object of respect for all Vampire. In return, you must hand over the military power of the Undead Legion in an institutionalized manner and make it belong to the Senate. You can continue to promote your plan for the Giant Snake City, but your behavior must be restricted. Do you understand what I mean? The Undead Legion you hold is too dangerous for us."

...

Three carriages in a row galloped past the Huanshan Avenue.

"What's wrong with you?" Belle asked in a low voice.

"No... nothing?" That's it, but Jones's thoughts were still unplugged from the conversation just now.

...

"We do not believe in what you believe in. What we want is interests. Interchange of interests. Frankly speaking, the current turbulent situation in the Celtics continent and your appearance have made us realize the opportunity for the blood clan to step out of the Collin Peninsula. If there is no chance, who would be willing to stay in this ghost place? But! But! Don't talk too much about ideals with a group of old guys who are already long old. In contrast, we care more about feasibility, more about the interests in our hands."

"Your dream is very good, but if you want our support, you must have the position of the blood clan. Or, the position of the blood clan is not high enough. This does not mean to us. You do have powerful power, but we also have it, and it is stronger than what you hold. The power you hold is only enough for you to get a fair negotiation opportunity, not enough to make you above us and let us give up our existing interests. Child, you need to think carefully about what you want to use to exchange with us. I think the advice just now is very good."

"Give up sanctions on Giant Snake City and maintain trade with Giant Snake City, which means we need to withstand the pressure from the blood clan. This is not without paying. You cannot exchange an illusory promise for a result that needs to be paid. To be honest, even if you don't want to ask for any benefits from us, we must eliminate the threat brought by Giant Snake City. Therefore, this suggestion is very appropriate, good for each other, and at the same time, avoids unnecessary casualties. Of course, if casualties are inevitable, hahahaha, then it is inevitable."

...

Is it possible?

Military power? Where does the military power come from in Giant Snake City? Will the lichs obey the arrangements of the Senate?

This is obviously impossible.

Even if this impossible is ruled out, if the military power is really handed over, the veterans will repent. What capital does Jones have for negotiation then?

Even the Elders strictly fulfilled their promises and did not repent. So, after establishing the policy of blood clan being one of the first classes than other races, is Jones' dream still the original dream?

Jones had only one feeling during the entire negotiation process - it was impossible to talk about it.

According to the initial idea, it should be natural for Jones to continue to enjoy the right to be a blood clan, not to deprive this right, and not to prohibit trade and contact. But the elders of the blood clan obviously did not think so, and they regarded this as a bargaining chip.

Are they wrong?

Maybe, but maybe, they just see more thoroughly than other blood clans.

Let the development of Giant Snake City, Giant Snake City will sooner or later have the strength to surpass the entire blood clan. Especially when Giant Snake City develops rapidly and the blood clan is declining day by day.

...

The blood princes standing on the balcony watching Jones heading to the Blood Castle, and once again stood on the balcony and watched Jones come back.

The three carriages returned to the castle without stopping for a moment.

After entering the castle and closing the door to the living room, Jones briefly explained the content of the negotiation to others. The focus is on the attitude of the Senate.

"So, the war must start, right?" Adair looked horrified.

Not only him, Belle, Dora, Quao, are all like this.

I have to say that in the past few days of Gaoting, any news has changed drastically, and the distance between heaven and hell is too close.

"It cannot be called a war." Jones took a deep breath and said, "But the most conservative, a temptation of each other is inevitable. No one will give up on what he believes, and negotiations can no longer solve the problem."

...

Inside the Blood Castle Hall.

Jones had left, but the elders were still sitting in their original positions. The blood clan who claimed to be Jones' great-grandfather was still standing quietly beside the three elders.

The whole hall was quiet.

"Do you think he will compromise?" Elder Adrien asked lazily against the handrail.

"No, my descendant looks very stubborn." Elder Felix replied with a smile: "He is too young. Whether it is him or his adoptive father, the road he has taken is too smooth. They need to suffer some hardship."

"So, when he goes back now, he will definitely return to Giant Snake City immediately and prepare for war. A war is inevitable."

"It's great. The blood clan hasn't fought for many years. It's time to experience it. Moreover, this is also an opportunity to verify each other's strength. Putting strength on the table will not require negotiations. I like it. If we can eat this part of the power, our blood clan can also have the strength to bargain with heaven and hell. Isn't this what we have always dreamed of? It's a pity to put such power in the hands of a child. What a dream of justice needs to be realized, hahahahaha. If he is really strong enough, then it's okay to verify it through a war."

As the Great Elder, Barsaromu sat quietly without saying a word.

The fire in the brazier was burning, reflecting his extremely gloomy outline.

...

"So what are you going to do?" asked Adair.

"Welcome to the war, there is no second choice." Jones took out the nine-petal snake flower badge hidden on his body and gently pressed the undetectable button on it. Soon, the nine-petal snake flower badge radiated a glimmer of light.

...

"What is that?" Tessell, who was standing on the balcony of her house, saw from afar the direction of the castle where Jones lived, and a huge, twisted shadow appeared above the sky.

"The Gate of Space. It should be Jones, he opened the Gate of Space." Isido said blankly.

As shocked as them, countless people in the High Court were also there, because except for the back of the High Court Mountain, the strange phenomena could be clearly seen in most places.

...

As Jones once said, just one minute later, a door to space opened in front of them.

Turning his face, Jones looked at Adale and Belle and asked, "Are you with me?"

After hesitating for a moment, Belle gritted her teeth, stepped out to Jones, and then looked back at Adair.

"Of course, we are brothers, and I have no way out, right?" Adair shook his head helplessly and took a step forward.

It was so exciting, just a few days. Within a few days, he experienced: "Everyone came to ask for him" - "Everyone was almost arrested when he betrayed his relatives" - "The family promised him the position of prince" - "Escape from the high court to prepare for war".

You know, the blood clan has a heart. If you are not careful, you will probably have a heart disease.

Of course, the most important thing is that the blood clan under the clouds has no understanding of the elders above the clouds. He really has no understanding of the ones, and he has no idea what they are thinking. This leads to constant guessing, and continuous guessing mistakes, and repeated repeated mistakes.

Taking a deep breath, Jones finally looked at Gao Ting through the balcony, then turned his head and stepped into the space passage.

...

"He has left, start preparing." Elder Barsaromu said tiredly, "Mobilize all the troops... Do we still have troops? It seems that there is only the zombie army? Mobilize the military strength of various major families. Tell them that they are about to start a war with Giant Snake City. We must not take it lightly. These lichs have very rich combat experience. Even if our strength is stronger than him, we may be defeated if we are not careful. Also, all elders must participate in the war. It is impossible for the elders to suppress those lichs if they do not participate in the war."

The elders present bowed slightly and bowed.

...

When Jones stepped out of the space passage, the first thing he saw was the wine barrel.

The dwarf, whose cheeks were flushed, asked in a daze: "Didn't it mean that the negotiations have made progress? Why are they coming back suddenly? What's going on?"

"The negotiations broke down, prepare for war." Jones said bluntly, passing by him.

Suddenly, the wine barrels were awake, and they were so scared.

Soon, the sound of the horn resounded throughout the Giant Snake City and woke everyone up.

...

In late January of the fourth year of Silver Moon, due to the opposition of many blood clan lords, the newly emerging lords of the Snake City Hydra Knight Jones was invited to the High Court to attend a hearing on trade.

Some people flatter and some condemn. Amid the bustling voices, the hearing eventually turned into foreign affairs negotiations, and foreign affairs negotiations eventually broke down.

A war with a certain intensity is about to break out.

Just one day later, the news spread throughout the Colin Peninsula. The always silent veterans of the blood clan took action to mobilize the war resources of the entire blood clan, which no one expected.

Most blood clans may not know the real reason for the war until they step onto the battlefield.

There is no doubt that this war will determine the future direction of the entire blood clan. Moreover, although the leaders of both sides participating in the war are all blood clans, this is no longer limited to the blood clan's own civil war.
Chapter completed!