Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 893: Taking advantage of the bandits
"When did you go?" Charlie asked cautiously.

“Long, long ago, in an era of the splitting scissors of faith, the ruler of that time was named Sprite, and he is now moving toward our time.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people began to chatter and discuss heatedly, citing theories and knowledge from ancient texts that specifically described cyclical history.

Xia Shou calmly sat in his seat, watching them argue and listening to their discussion.

The vampires of this era clearly did not conduct scientific research on the cycle of history, especially on the reasoning of historical counterattacks, which they lacked entirely. Even from just a few words, it is clear that their coping strategies and risk assessments were extremely backward.

Only a very small number of them realized the seriousness of the historical counterattack, and none of them had a reasonable strategy to counter the invasion of the old historical inhabitants. They were still stuck in the mindset that the strong would solve these problems one-on-one.

This is good news for Xia Shou. Although it will take some effort to make these people realize the seriousness of the matter, given their limited perspective, they would never imagine that they are already in a cycle of history.

"It's not just him who's coming up. Rather than Spread's attack, it's more like the entire Scar Age's invasion of the future. And we're dealing with far more than just Spread."

If the enemy succeeds, the Blood Dynasty will likely come to an end, and the vampires will probably no longer be able to easily purchase fresh blood and enjoy their current power and status. Instead, they will have to fly back to their dark caves like bats.

"No way, if it involves the dynasty, the Grand Duke won't ignore it." One person made a rather optimistic statement.

Xia Shou noticed that, starting a few seconds ago, the respect shown to him in the conference room had lessened slightly. Although it was as insignificant as a drop in weight, it was not a good sign.

Of course, he understands.

Their reaction is actually normal, which shows that these people aren't idiots.

Since he's sitting here and bringing this up with them, anyone would think he can't handle it alone, which is why he's gathered everyone here.

Once he is thought of in this way, the invincible image he built with blood and fire will crack at this moment, and the unfathomable fear will have its limit.

If fear is not profound enough, then reverence cannot be boundless in its humility. This is an unavoidable dilemma that Xia Shouzheng faces.

Sure enough, in this dangerous silence, everyone's expressions gradually became subtle and unusual. After an unknown amount of time, suddenly, one of the eldest sons of a nobleman who was attending in place of his father spoke up: "Respected Lord Xia Shou, if even you cannot deal with that King Lie, then we, this rabble, are probably not even ants in front of him."

The air fell silent instantly; this seemingly humble statement was, in fact, extremely disrespectful.

Those who were bold took the opportunity to quietly observe Xia Shou's expression, while those who were less daring simply looked down at the table, as if they were attracted by the wood grain on the table.

Su Weiyu, who had been standing next to Xia Shou, sighed: "They're trying to use the enemy to bolster their own position."

Xia Shou nodded slightly. He had also realized that what the other party had said just now, at first glance, was praising him and belittling himself, but the underlying meaning was completely the opposite.

What this young vampire really wanted to say was: If you're so strong, why don't you solve this problem yourself instead of coming to us for help? If you can't solve it alone, then stop acting so high and mighty. For us nobles, who rules this era is irrelevant; being someone's dog is just another name to us. Your and so-and-so's vying for the emperor's throne is none of our business.

He actually had another unspoken request, but whether he said it or not didn't matter, because everyone could think of it, and these people knew he could think of it too.

The fact that no one stood up to refute it meant that these guys tacitly agreed with the rude kid's statement—if you want us to help, you have to give us benefits; you can't just use force to intimidate people.

Although it was highly disrespectful, he had indeed spoken the minds of everyone present. Xia Shou felt he had gained some new insights.

Only pure, selfless violence is an inviolable power, while violence with ulterior motives is merely a bargaining chip. Therefore, Rosa is supreme, and Rosa's successor must also sit at the negotiating table with these nobles.

"Xiao Gao, go out for a bit, and then close the door behind you," Xia Shou said.

Jiang Wengao nodded in confusion, obediently did as instructed, and left the conference room, closing the door behind him.

As Xia Shou uttered this ambiguous order, the atmosphere, which had just relaxed a little, became heavy again. And as Xia Shou let out a barely perceptible cold laugh, the air turned into suffocating gel, and everyone held their breath.

With a bang, Charlie slammed his hand on the table and stood up, shouting angrily, "Insolence! How dare you speak to Lord Xia Shou..."

Halfway through the reprimand, Charles I's voice suddenly stopped. He looked in surprise at the hand that had slammed on the table. His elbow had been cleanly severed with a knife. The excruciating pain, like ants gnawing at him, slowly began to flare up. Blood oozed from the wound, dripping onto the long table and spreading along the wood grain.

Xia Shoujiang placed a perfectly "normal" goose-feather saber on the table, and looked at Charles I with a smile on his lips: "Charles, I'm about to say something very important."

"Yes." Charlie sat down, drenched in sweat, not even daring to move the hand that had fallen onto the table.

As a high-ranking vampire, he could have easily recovered from this level of injury by simply picking up the severed hand and reattaching it in less than a second, but he dared not do so.

The other nobles watched this scene in horror, completely stunned. It was as if an emperor's decree was being refuted by opposing officials, and a censor standing beside the emperor stepped forward to speak on his behalf, only to have the emperor kill the censor who spoke up for him.

The only explanation for this phenomenon is that the emperor went mad.

Of course, there is another explanation, which is like Rosa—he doesn't care, he doesn't care about anything.

Xia Shou raised his finger and scribbled around: "Without my order, no one is allowed to leave this room, or else, you will die."

No one spoke up. Although they were confused by this inexplicable order, no one, including the audacious young vampire, thought it was a good opportunity to ask questions. They could only remain silent and wait for the other party to reveal his true intentions.

Then, Xia Shou opened his mouth and recited a short but obscure incantation: "."

Upon hearing the incantation, Charles I felt a surge of immense fear, as well as an indescribable ecstasy.

He recognized that familiar incantation.

Before all the true royal family members, Xia Shou chanted this incantation.

The incantation is,

Burning blood into fire!

(End of this chapter)