PFC Chapter 416 Set up a flag
Chapter 416 Set up a flag
Startled by the bone-deep wound on the boy's palm, Irene frowned and said angrily:
"Bastian, are you crazy? Richard is still your brother no matter what!
"Besides, he is not harming you now, but helping you. Why do you need to strike so hard?!"
"Ouch, ouch." Seeing that Irene was really angry, the emperor on the side smiled and tried to smooth things over.
"Erin, don't be angry, the ceremony requires more blood, and Bastian didn't do it on purpose.
“What’s more, the success of the blood ceremony is not only related to the inheritance of Calabria’s divine power, but also the honor and disgrace of the royal family for hundreds of years.
"It's just that the wound is a little deeper, Richard won't mind."
After saying that, the emperor turned his eyes sideways, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the pale Richard next to him with a smile.
Facing the emperor's green eyes with a smile that didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, Richard felt a chill go down his spine and his whole body froze.
This smiling face is so familiar to me.
Ever since he was a child, whenever his father smiled like this at him, it was a sign that a storm was about to happen.
If you are not obedient and obedient, those violent tortures will befall you.
The huge fear engraved in his bones shrouded the young man, and he blurted out as if under stress.
"No, it's okay! I don't mind!"
The voice that was obviously frightened made Eileen stunned when she heard it, "Richard, you..."
I...my voice can actually make a sound?
But, even if I can speak, so what?
His father's smile was a naked threat, and he no longer had the courage to express his worries.
A stiff smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and Richard said softly:
"Don't worry, Imperial Master. My father is right. It involves the honor of the royal family, and this little blood is nothing.
"Brother Imperial didn't do anything wrong. The wound on the palm really needs to be scratched deeper so that the Holy Grail can be absorbed more easily."
Looking at Richard's pale face, Irene was about to say something, but was interrupted by Bastian.
"He said he's fine. Teacher, don't doubt anything anymore, otherwise it will be like my father and I bullying him."
"Can……"
"It's nothing to worry about." Bastian smiled, nodded and motioned for Irene to look at the Holy Grail.
"Teacher, look, Richard's blood has been added to the Holy Grail, and it seems to have been absorbed."
Erin, who originally wanted to say something more, quickly turned her attention to the Holy Grail when she heard what Bastian said.
She lowered her head and got closer and observed it carefully, "Well, you are right, there is indeed a phenomenon of being absorbed."
Bastian: "But only when the blood is about to overflow, the Holy Grail will absorb some.
"If there is still room, the Holy Grail still has no reaction, and there is no sign of absorption at all."
"It seems..."
Bastian raised his eyes to look at Richard, the amusement in his golden eyes was obvious,
"It seems like you have to keep the blood flowing all the time. It's really hard for the Second Prince to keep bleeding~"
"..." Richard's body froze, and his tightly pursed lips were as pale as paper.
The emperor standing aside saw everything.
He knew very well that since Richard was under eighteen years old, it was impossible for the Holy Grail to absorb his blood.
The reason why the overflowing blood has the effect of being "absorbed".
It's because the colorful poisonous mist emitted by the Holy Grail has confused Irene's vision and caused her to hallucinate.
The reason why Bastian wanted Richard to bleed all the time was because of Irene's defense just now.
Ha, that's ridiculous, that's so ridiculous.
He is obviously the God of Darkness with supreme power, could it be that he has also become interested in a woman?
Time passed by every minute and every second.
Blood, dripping in strings.
The entire secret sacrificial realm was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Irene raised her eyes and glanced at the slumped Richard, feeling really unbearable.
"What's going on?" Irene asked the emperor,
"Obviously after so much blood was released and the Holy Grail absorbed it, why didn't the memorial magic circle react at all?"
Without waiting for the emperor to answer, Bastian spoke first, "Maybe the quantity is not enough."
"Are you going to continue?" Irene's curved eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan".
Bastian nodded, "Maybe a little more will be enough, father, what do you think?"
Meeting the playful gaze in his golden eyes, the emperor pursed his lips and remained silent for a long time.
At this moment, Richard's knees weakened due to excessive blood loss, and he was about to fall to the side.
Seeing this, Irene quickly supported him, "Richard, you..."
"Tsk, tsk." Bastian smacked his lips.
"Richard, Richard, you have blond hair and blue eyes. Why did you lose so much blood and you can't stand still?"
"Are you pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy and want the teacher to spend a lot of magic power?"
"Bastian!" Erin's voice was filled with anger.
"Are you protecting him again?" The young man lowered his eyes and sounded unhappy.
"It's not a matter of who you protect." Irene sighed heavily and explained:
“Bastian, I know you feel sorry for me and want me to consume less magic power later, but Richard is a human, not a god.
"Even if he has blond hair and blue eyes and inherits the power of blood, if he keeps bleeding like this, he will suffer from excessive blood loss and faint and coma."
Irene put away the anger on her face and smiled at the young man.
"Okay, stop being so angry and help Richard aside. I'll try my magic."
Just a smile instantly wiped away the extreme displeasure on Bastian's face.
He raised his eyebrows and pulled Richard away from Irene.
"Teacher, are you sure? Do you really plan to use magic? Don't think about it anymore?"
Erin didn't waste any time talking to Bastian and directly pressed her palms on the ceremony table.
In an instant, a purple-red pure magic power surrounded the Holy Grail filled with blood.
The originally dark sacrificial hall suddenly glowed with golden light.
The stars on the ceiling shone rapidly, blooming with brilliant colors comparable to the sunset.
Echoing it is the ancient magic array on the ground. Although it only appears for a moment, it is dazzling enough.
"Yes! Really!"
Before everyone could come to their senses, the emperor standing aside burst into almost jubilant ecstasy.
He stepped forward suddenly and grabbed Irene's hand, "I knew that your magic power could work, it would definitely work!"
It seemed that she did not expect that the emperor would suddenly be so happy. Irene was stunned for a moment and unnaturally pulled her hand out of the emperor's hand.
"Your Majesty, there is no need to be excited. Since I can help, I will definitely not refuse."
"Yes, yes." The emperor was not embarrassed and nodded happily.
"Bastian, help Richard to the side quickly."
The golden eyes darkened, showing obvious annoyance.
Bastien looked at the emperor steadily for a long time before coming over impatiently.
He didn't help Richard, but directly grabbed him by the back collar, picked him up and dragged him aside.
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[Set a flag and update a chapter every day. I will try to write 100 words in early February and finish it. come on! (Cheer yourself upヾ(?°?°?)??)]