Secret: The undead do not die in the fire

Chapter 242 The Mission is Dreaming

at dusk.

Landenheim, at the inner city gate.

Pierre, who had short brown hair, wore a black double-breasted suit with his collar raised high, politely stopped Lilith:
"I'm sorry, but I can't let you through without a pass."

"Is this not possible?"

Lilith frowned slightly and took out a wooden sign.

Pierre took a look and shook his head:

“This is a pass to the outer city.”

Landenheim, under the rule of the vampires, has always had a strict hierarchy. Although outsiders can automatically obtain a pass to freely enter and exit Landenheim, it is limited to the outer city. The inner city is inhabited by the ruling class of Landenheim, and naturally it is not a place that ordinary vampires can set foot in.

Therefore, the guards of the outer city are just blood servants, while the gates of the inner city are guarded by the vampires themselves.

In fact, more than once, vampires from the outer city wanted to sneak into the inner city and "rise to fame in one step" -

Not only can you stay in the inner city, but you also have the opportunity to get in touch with the big shots in the inner city.

Pierre had stopped countless people like this, and he never treated them well. If Lilith's appearance had not impressed him and he had not wanted to leave a good impression, he would not have spoken to her in such a gentle voice.

Pierre's eyes swept over Yu Jin, but he didn't linger on this blood food for too long, instead he fixed his eyes on the silver-haired Lolita who was led by Yu Jin. The blood-red eyes proved that the other party was an underage vampire, but Pierre subconsciously denied the possibility that the other party was Lilith's daughter, and only thought that this was Lilith's sister.

"Eh?" Lilith frowned slightly. Olmer invited her to the party. But now she can't even enter the inner city. Could Olmer have considered this situation?

Pierre looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be frowning in distress, and said politely:

"If you don't have an inner city pass, please leave as soon as possible. This is my job."

"Wait, is this okay?"

Lilith thought about it and took out the gold-embossed invitation.

"This is……"

Pierre's attention was instantly attracted by the invitation, but when he saw the upper right corner of the invitation clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Because there is a seven-pointed star magic circle there, which is small and looks quite inconspicuous, but there is not a single vampire in the entire Landheim who does not know the meaning of this emblem - the family emblem of the Todbringer family!
Pierre lowered his head and asked cautiously:
"Are you, no, are you here for the Todd Bullinger family dinner?"

"Yes."

Lilith nodded slightly and smiled faintly: "Olmer invited me here."

"Olmer?"

Pierre's heart trembled. There was only one Olmer in the Todbringer family, and that was Lord Lucius's third son, Olmer Todbringer!
Although he was only the third son, he was after all the offspring of Lord Lucius and a member of the Todbringer family! And how could the identity of the vampires that Olmer personally invited be simple?
As Pierre's thoughts turned, he suddenly recalled that Olmer had suddenly left the inner city two days ago.

For the great nobles living in the inner city, they do not want to have too much interaction with the 'lower class of blood clans' living in the outer city, so naturally they will not go in and out of the outer city often.

When Olmer suddenly left the inner city, Pierre guessed that he must have something important to do. Now thinking back, could it be that Olmer left the inner city just to send her an invitation?
If this is true, then what is her identity?
Pierre's demeanor became more respectful, and he lowered his eyebrows and said:
"This is your first time in the inner city. You may not be familiar with the roads there. I can lead the way for you..."

Lilith still had a faint smile on her face and politely declined Pierre's earnest proposal:

"Thanks, but I think I know how to get there."

"Ok."

Pierre was unwilling to give in and was about to say a few more words.

The next second, Lilith suddenly smiled, took the man's arm affectionately, and said in a tender voice:

"Let's go, honey~"

Pierre suddenly opened his eyes wide. How could he deserve such a reward? It was just a blood meal.

He could almost spit out jealous fire from his eyes, but he could do nothing. After all, no matter what Lilith wanted to do with her blood food, it was her own business, and Pierre had no right to interfere. He could only watch them leave.

When they were far away from the city gate, Yu Jin's expression became a little helpless:

"Can you be more normal?"

"Am I abnormal?" Lilith blinked and asked with a smile.

Yu Jin stopped and said earnestly to the girl, looking at her puzzled expression:

"Promise me you won't pinch it next time."

"Hmm~"

Lilith puffed up her face angrily and turned her head away, ignoring him. She was angry!

Olnia's wine-red eyes stared at Lilith's arm. "If you're angry, why don't you let go of your hand?"
-
Backlund, West District, in Audra's villa.

Emlyn White, who was summoned, took off his hat and coat, walked into the reception room and waited.

In this room, besides him, there were ten other vampires that the big shot had specifically requested to see. After Emlyn looked around, he chose a seat and sat down next to a man with a nose that was so high that it was a little deformed.

The man had brown hair, red eyes, and a deep-lined face. He was holding a picture album in his hand, flipping through it aimlessly. His name was Ernes Boyar, and he was a viscount. Emlyn White was not familiar with him, but they knew each other.

After all, if the vampires want to have offspring, they need to inherit extraordinary characteristics, so the population has never been prosperous. In addition, the vampires hold regular gatherings, which allows the vampires, who are already small in number, to clearly remember each other's names and family backgrounds even if they are not familiar with each other.

So with just one glance, Emlyn White discovered that all the vampires who were summoned to the room were either barons or viscounts!

And unlike those old viscounts, according to the age classification of the blood clan, the oldest people here are only middle-aged. Almost all the backbone of the "young generation" are concentrated here!
This discovery immediately alerted Emlyn White, and he realized that this matter might not be simple.

Emlyn thought carefully for a while, then said:

"Your Excellency, why do you think that person summoned us here?"

Ernes Boyar glanced at Emlyn and shook his head slightly:

"I don't know either. Wait patiently. Cassimi will tell us." Emlyn frowned slightly. This was the villa of the Odella family, and the owner of the house was Cassimi Odella. So before coming here, Emlyn had subconsciously thought that the big man who summoned them was Cassimi's grandfather, Marquis Nibais.

The reason why he chose to ask Ernes was because Ernes was one of the few viscounts here, and he must know much more information than a newly promoted baron like him.

After all, vampires are different from humans. With thousands of years of heritage, the vampires have become very mature in the structure of the Beyonder system. This has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that there are many high-sequence Beyonders in the blood clan, even more than the Orthodox Church. The disadvantage is that the class is solidified, and it is almost impossible for low-sequence blood clan to get promoted.

Because the only way for vampires to be promoted is through blood essence, and blood essence happens to be the product left after the death of vampires, so barons can only have the possibility of promotion when other viscounts die.

Just like Viscount Ernes, it took him sixty years to go from baron to viscount!

This is because Viscount Ernes's father was attacked by an artificial vampire and died young. Otherwise, he might not be able to wait for his father to die of natural causes even if he waited for two hundred years.

Once you become a viscount, you are eligible to compete for the title of earl. Although most vampires only have one qualification for their entire lives, in a sense, the viscount is already considered a quasi-high-level member of the vampire clan, and they can often get some secret internal information.

And now even the Viscount didn't know why they were summoned, which made Emlyn feel a little heavy.

After all, the last time Marquis Nibais summoned him, it was to ask him to pray to the Fool. Although this brought him great benefits, before actually praying, Emlyn was even ready to sacrifice for the vampires.

After all, praying to an unknown god other than the seven great gods would most likely lead to sudden death on the spot rather than receiving blessings and praises. Mr. Fool could only be considered an exception among many gods.

This time, he was not the only one summoned. A large number of barons and even viscounts were also summoned. They all corresponded to Sequence 6 and Sequence 5. In the major churches, they would be at least deacon-level Beyonders.

It is no exaggeration to say that this group of people can almost be called the strongest under demigod!
This also means that the mission assigned to them will be more dangerous than they imagined.

Emlyn looked around and began to wonder whether he should find an excuse to go to the bathroom and pray to Mr. Fool first...

As soon as Emlyn had this thought, he felt a little ashamed:

"Mother Goddess, how could I have such thoughts? I believe in the First Ancestor!"

At this moment, he suddenly saw Cassimy Odra walk into the reception room, looked around and said:

"Everyone, follow me. The great man wants you to see Him."

The expressions of the vampires instantly became serious, and Emlyn also calmed down, holding down the lower part of his vest, and followed the others to quickly catch up with Casimi Odra's pace.

After walking down the stairs to the underground area, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked in a low voice:
"Who exactly is Baron Cassimir? What should I call him?"

He originally thought that the person who wanted to meet them was Marquis Nibais, but if it was Marquis Nibais, Casimi would not continue to address him as 'that great man', but would use 'my grandfather' to highlight his noble status as the grandson of the marquis.

Judging from Kasimir's current attitude, the one who wanted to see them was obviously someone of higher status than Marquis Nibais. And among the blood clan, there were only three people with higher status than the Marquis...

Casimi, who looked like a middle-aged gentleman, did not hide anything and replied with a respectful tone:

"My Lord Duke Olmo."

Duke Olmer... Emlyn subconsciously straightened his back and cast his eyes towards the lamp stand on the wall next to him, as if he wanted to confirm his appearance from the projection on the metal surface.

This is one of the three dukes who currently rule the blood clan, an ancient strong man who existed before the catastrophe. His title is "Full Moon", he is over three thousand years old, and he once followed the ancestor Lilith!

In today's blood clan, Duke Olmer is the strongest person after 'Blood Moon Queen' Ornia!
There is no doubt that this is synonymous with the history and glory of the blood clan!

Emlyn glanced at the others around him and found that their expressions were different. A few of them were obviously excited, but most of them were frowning and looked worried.

It is certainly an honor to be summoned by the Duke, but this also indirectly shows that the purpose of summoning them is not pure and may be full of danger.

After passing through a series of secret doors, Emlyn and the others followed Casimi into an iron-gray hall.

The ground and walls here were covered with grass, flowers, and grains, and many insects crawled among the dense plants, making Emlyn feel as if he had left the city and come to the suburbs, feeling the vitality of life.

At first glance, this scene doesn't seem too strange, but if you look closely, many things are extremely strange:
There are cracked mouths on the grass, and fibers fly out of them to catch insects; flowers use branches and leaves as hands to pick nectar by themselves; grains such as wheat are heavy, and occasionally there are cries coming out of them; insects are divided into many categories, all different from normal ones, some have snake heads, and some have bird faces...

These things grew more luxuriantly towards the center of the hall, forming a vibrant tomb there.

Qasimi faced the tomb, bowed respectfully and said:
"Your Excellency the Duke, they are all here."

"Good evening, Your Excellency the Duke."

Emlyn was not as arrogant as usual, and even seemed a little overwhelmed. He bowed his head respectfully like everyone else.

In the grave, a mellow voice whose age could not be determined laughed:
"Don't be nervous. You are the future of the vampire race. I called you here this time because I have an important mission for you."

Emlyn's face turned serious. It was just as he had guessed.

He was a person who enjoyed pleasure, and he was content as long as he was with his puppet wives. And now he had the Tarot Club as a backing, and he had been promoted to baron, and it was not impossible for him to be promoted to viscount or even earl in the future. In theory, he did not need to continue taking risks.

But as a member of the noble blood family, Emlyn believed that he was not afraid of the mission.

Duke Olmer ordered:

"Kasimir, distribute the rings to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the grave and stopped in front of them.

Emlyn looked closely and saw that it was an iron box.

"Yes, Your Majesty the Duke."

Casimi stepped forward respectfully, grasped the iron box floating in the air, and opened the lid in front of Emlyn and the others. The box contained twelve simple rings of the same style, like bats with wings spread.

Casimi distributed the rings to everyone one by one, and put the last ring on his own finger.

Including him, there are twelve people in total, not one more or one less.

This left Emlyn a little confused.

Duke Olmer smiled and said:
"Your task is simple. Come to me every night and wear this ring to dream. Then, tell me everything that happened in your dream."

Emlyn was stunned for a moment, somewhat doubting his ears.

(End of this chapter)