Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 149 Lan Qi Has Seen All the Blood Race Veterans

In the second-floor bedroom of Lichtenstein Castle in the middle of the night, only the slight sound of the breeze passing through the ancient window frames can be heard.

The moonlight outside the window seeped into the room, covering the ancient carpets and furniture, casting a cold silver light.

The atmosphere in the room is tense, and every corner is full of mystery.

"Your Highness Alexia, please calm down, we can talk slowly."

Lan Qi's words were still so calm.

Although Huberian, who was sitting by the side, didn't speak from the beginning to the end, she was stunned as if she had died at the moment. She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Lan Qi.

Originally, she only hoped that Lan Qi could ask some information about the possible relationship between the Crescent Empire and the Duke of Milia, so she listened to it.

I didn't expect Lan Qi to shake out such a big hole in just a few words!
Just now Lan Qi said in front of the princess that the Crescent Empire would perish, Hubrian almost went to stop Lan Qi.

What Huberian never expected was.

Look at Princess Alexia's reaction.

Really right? ? ?

He... how did he know such a thing!as well as!And how many secrets does he know about the Crean Empire!
Huberian's mood was extremely complicated.

She was not only delighted by Lan Qi's surreal reliability, but also confused about why Lan Qi knew everything, and there was a sense of unreality like a dream.

At the moment when only Lan Qi remained calm among the three people in this room, Princess Alexia finally sat down on the chair in a daze.

Although she didn't know what kind of secret Lan Qi had, she could no longer turn a deaf ear to his words.

"Is it the Duke of Rachael, the third patriarch, the Marquis of Heritir, the seventh patriarch, or the Marquis of Somerset, the eighth patriarch, who controls the Crescent Empire?"

Seeing that Princess Alexia was concentrating again, Lan Qi asked.

What he pays attention to is an open and honest.

There are many details, and there are still several days to discuss in detail.

Now just get to know the information he cares most about as quickly as possible.

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However, Princess Alexia showed a puzzled expression, obviously never heard of the names Lan Qi mentioned.

"Hold on."

Lan Qi thought it was the same, the real name was extremely important to the blood clan, so naturally he would not reveal his real name in the empire.

For a person like him who can report the real name of the thirteen ancestors as the name of the dish, if the ancestors find out, they will probably come to him immediately and desperately.

Lan Qi and Huberian confessed briefly, left the bedroom alone, and followed the already familiar route to the library on the second floor of the castle. The dark stone brick walkway stretched under his feet, and he soon arrived here A library well stocked with paper and pens.

In a corner drawer of the library, he found paper and pencils, and sat down at the largest desk in the center.

The light is soft and dim, and the scent of old books fills the air with the precipitation of history. It seems that he is alone in this place that has been forgotten by the years.

Lan Qi began to draw the portraits of the three blood races on the paper.

Fingers moved lightly on the paper, and the sound of pencil rubbing against paper echoed in the empty library.

In his memory, there should be only these three blood races with the highest combat power that awakened in the timeline before the main story.

Next is the ninth ancestor, Marquis Bernhard.

Then, if the plot develops "smoothly", and the blood clan finds and undoes the seals of the second ancestor blood clan prince and the first ancestor blood clan true king, it is really hopeful that the blood moon bad world will reappear.

Lan Qi did not deliberately describe, but let the brush strokes flow with the memory, and the scribbled lines gradually emerged on the paper. Although he drew casually, his brush strokes were concise and clear, as if there was a magic power to make the characters appear on the paper. Come alive.

After about ten minutes, he finally completed three stick figures.

Lan Qi stood up immediately, took three pages, and walked back to bedroom [-] along the long corridor full of traces of time.

Pushing open the door, he quickly walked back to the long table.

"These three guys are the ancestors of the blood race, and they are also the chief culprits for the erosion of the Crevan Empire."

Lan Qi placed the painted portraits in front of Princess Alexia one by one.

They are an androgynous handsome boy, a fierce young man, and a cruel young woman.

however.

The moment she saw these three paintings, Alexia, who had already calmed down, became extremely frightened as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

Hubrian's eyes turned back and forth between Princess Alexia's face and the painting in surprise.

It was the first time for her to see the paintings drawn by Lan Qi himself.

Even though it's just three scribbled portraits drawn at random.

But even Princess Alexia didn't realize that each of these overly expressive paintings was like a miracle, as if it had aroused the fear from Alexia's soul too much, making her feel as if she had seen it with her own eyes. To the ancestor of the blood race!
"...he, them."

Alexia's voice trembled.

She couldn't understand why anyone could understand the crisis of their Crean Empire to this extent!
What she fears the most is the young man whom Lan Qi called the Eighth Patriarch, the Marquis of Somerset, who is now the Minister of Defense of their Crescent Empire.

She had also seen the figure of Marquis Heritir, the Seventh Patriarch, in the palace.

But Alexia knew that the eighth-rank Marquis alone would not be able to corrupt the empire.

There must be a terrifying blood race that she hadn't noticed in the depths, a higher-level existence.

But she couldn't find where that guy was.

Until everything corresponded to what Lan Qi said and painted just now, she finally knew the answer.

The real behind-the-scenes man, the third ancestor, Duke Rachael - obviously he looks like a freshman in the Royal Academy of Crescent, gentle and friendly, completely indistinguishable from normal humans.

Lan Qi actually said that this guy is a Duke of blood?
The fear of suffocation enveloped Alexia's whole body, causing her to almost collapse and clutch her chest, tears were about to overflow.

She never imagined that the Grand Duke of the blood clan would play games in the world so close to her, playing everyone as fools.

Even what she sees, who thinks she is the closest to the truth, is only the appearance.

Can the empire be saved?

"..."

Lan Qi raised his hand, and the poet of great love understood and released himself from the summoning state.

Let the beloved poet stay here at this moment, I am afraid that Princess Alexia will no longer be able to think and talk normally.

"Sorry... I've tried my best to scribble."

He still didn't expect that these three paintings would have such a great spiritual impact on Princess Alexia.

(End of this chapter)