Chapter 1094

The next morning, Weilin, led by Clever, came to a small military fortress east of the castle.

The entire military fortress had only 1,600 square meters of buildings exposed on the ground, but there were 200 soldiers stationed here, and each soldier was at the bronze level. Although their breath was unstable and seemed to have been promoted by external forces, it was enough to show how much Clever valued this place.

After entering the fortress, Clever opened the passage leading to the underground without any nonsense.

Seeing this, Weilin followed Clever into the dark passage.

After walking down for more than a hundred meters, the three came to an underground mine.

On the left side of the mine, there was a prison.

Under Weilin's gaze, several soldiers opened the door of a prison, dragged out all the people imprisoned inside, and tied them to wooden stakes.

The people tied up were both men and women, but their hair had been shaved and their faces were mostly black, so they could not be distinguished from their appearance.

Weilin said nothing about this scene, put his hands behind his back, and watched quietly.

After the twenty people pulled out of the prison were tied up, five soldiers came forward with special instruments, inserted the small end into the arms of the tied people, and put the other end into the wooden barrel.

The next moment, the sound of water flowed.

The blood flowed out along the special instrument, and the face of the tied people turned pale visibly.

Three minutes later, when the person being bled was about to die, the soldier roughly pulled the special instrument out of the other's arm, took out a red pill from his bosom and stuffed it into the other's mouth, then walked to the next person and continued the previous operation.

In a few breaths, the life breath of the person who took the red pill gradually stabilized.

Ten minutes later, when the last group of people were bled, five soldiers came to the field with wooden barrels filled with blood and poured the blood on the roots of the bright red flowers.

"The three blood flowers were cultivated in this way."

As for why the blood of the monster clan was not used, the answer is obvious, that is, it cannot be used.

Weilin did not think about the identities of those who were bled. They were either death row prisoners or enemies of Claver.

If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. It doesn't matter where you are.

"Sir Weilin, that's the whole process of cultivating the three-blood flower. The human blood from the roots of the three-blood flower is used to nourish the three-blood flower's growth."

"I have always controlled the scale of the cultivation of the three-blood flower within a certain range. One is that there is not enough personnel demand, and the other is to control greed to prevent the camp from slipping and falling into darkness."

Hearing Claver's words, Weilin had a little concern in his heart.

However, he hesitated for only a few seconds and then put down his psychological burden.

Using the damned to nourish the three-blood flower is a punishment for the other party's sins.

"Viscount Claver, I want all the three-blood flower seeds and cultivation methods. As for the three-blood flower here, are you willing to continue to sell it to Qixingling at the original price?" Weilin turned and looked at Claver and asked.

Clive nodded and replied, "Sir Weilin, I am willing."

"Okay." Weilin said, "Then, what do you need in exchange?"

"Sir Weilin, this is not a place to talk, can you move?"

"Yes."

Then, Clive waved his hand to call the officer stationed here, and asked him to prepare thirty copies of the three-blood flower seeds, and then took Weilin to the secret room on the left side of the prison to prepare for negotiations.

Entering the secret room, Clive took out an intermediate magic crystal and put it into the magic instrument.

A magic light curtain rose, blocking the outside world from peeping.

"Sir Weilin, Sir Kyle, please sit down."

Seeing this, Weilin sat down on the left, while Kyle was unwilling to sit next to Weilin.

Clive sat down on the right, and the two sides presented a negotiation and communication form.

"Sir Weilin, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"As long as I can do it, I can help you." Weilin looked at Clive and said in a deep voice.

"Eight years ago, I..."

In front of Weilin, Claver told him about his surrender to the third prince and the secrets he learned from a good friend in the capital.

After hearing this, Weilin was shocked.

He basically didn't pay attention to the king's selection of heirs.

First of all, he was not the head of the family, and it should be his eldest brother who should worry about such things.

Secondly, with his current strength, there was no need for him to participate in the heir struggle.

Finally, as a divine earl personally appointed by a goddess, he not only had a special status in the Kingdom of Ilia, but also had many privileges in other countries that believed in the goddess of life.

To put it bluntly, as long as he was willing to go to the Kingdom of North Isi, he would definitely get a title of earl.

Welin turned his head to look at Kyle and asked curiously, "What is the third prince like?"

He had met the second prince Tobias Silves once. He was meticulous and warm-hearted. By analogy, the third prince must not be a good person to participate in the royal struggle.

Hearing what his master said, Kyle searched for information about the Shadow Assassin records in his mind, and only found a few records.

After all, the master would not participate in the royal struggle, and the Shadow Assassin troops would not spend effort to collect information about those princes and princesses.

After thinking for a moment, Kyle organized his words and answered: "Master, I don't know much about the records of the third prince."

"However, this person did something six years ago, and a shadow assassin witnessed it."

Welin's curiosity was aroused, and he asked, "What?"

Clever was the same, and was very curious about what this person had done.

"In late March of the Glorious Year 9765, the Third Prince favored a maid in his private manor. Ten months later, in early January of the Glorious Year 9766, the maid gave birth to a son, but the child was born able to speak, and there was a purple mark on his forehead. The Third Prince considered it an ominous sign and prepared to kill him, and even the maid."

"As for the servants in the manor, except for his own confidants, the others were prepared to be killed."

"The shadow assassin who was hiding in the manor as a male servant saw this and fled in advance. As for what happened afterwards, I don't know the details because it was covered up by the royal family."

Clever heard this and suddenly remembered something, and a strange look appeared on his face.

Kyle caught it and asked, "Viscount Claver, do you know something about this?"

Under the gaze of the two, Claver knew he couldn't hide it, so he simply said, "Lord Weilin, Lord Kyle, after a party three years ago, I and six other viscounts were met individually by the third prince."

"At that time, the third prince was a little drunk and told the seven of us something very confusing. Now that I think about it, it seems that everything is right."

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