Monster Girl Development Master.

"Lord Zhuang Sen, do you know me?"

A clear, silvery voice flowed from her thin lips, which were only slightly tinged with blood. Mira Koffney, holding a book, asked a question, but her eyes showed no doubt or curiosity. The crowd, startled by the beautiful voice, suddenly realized—how did Johnson know this girl's name?

This is one of Bishop Charles's men, so he can't possibly be an accomplice of Johnson, can he?

As the crowd's gaze shifted, Bishop Charles grew restless and blurted out, "Miss Koffney, do you know Lord Johnson...?"

Mira shook her head: "This is my first time in the Territory of Leon. Bishop Charles, you should know this."

The cool voice seemed to have some kind of special effect, instantly calming down the somewhat agitated Bishop Charles: "Yes, I'm sorry, Master Koffnie."

Only then did Zhuang Sen leisurely add, "I don't know you, miss. It was the goddess who told me your name—otherwise, you couldn't be Bishop Charles, could you?"

The atmosphere, which had just been normal, became strange again after Zhuang Sen's words. Bishop Charles's mood was even more difficult to understand. However, it was certain that Bishop Charles, who was known for his eloquence and was extremely good at bargaining, was now at a loss for words.

Could it be that there really is a vengeful goddess?

He shook his head abruptly, abruptly ending this fruitless reverie, and cut off the topic with a firm tone: "This is Master Mira Kofne, a bloodline scholar from the Kingdom of a Thousand Towers, author of the famous 'General Treatise on Bloodlines' and 'The Inheritance and Passing of Noble Blood,' and naturally, Master Kofne is also proficient in various techniques, such as the technique of detecting the awakening time of a divine bloodline, or even the technique of tracing the bloodline origin by determining how many awakening potions have been taken."

After recounting this long speech, Bishop Charles seemed unusually pleased, as if he had accomplished something great. Zhuang Sen was also quite satisfied; Bishop Charles had saved him time in gathering intelligence, especially since he was currently too busy, and besides, he couldn't gather any information about the Kingdom of a Thousand Towers anyway.

"So, Bishop Charles, you want Miss Koffney to examine Miss Hannah, is that right?"

“That’s right. What, is the Chosen One feeling guilty?” Bishop Charles raised his head confidently, and the smile returned to his face. He firmly believed that Hana couldn’t have really had a sudden awakening—didn’t he, as the bishop, know whether or not there was a miracle?

Zhuang Sen shook his head: "Of course not, but how can you prove that Miss Koffne's test results are true? After all, it seems that we don't have anyone else here who can verify Miss Koffne's words, right?"

Charles smiled smugly. This question from Zhuang Sen was exactly what he had expected. He replied calmly, "Master Kofne's reputation is the best proof, not to mention the credibility of the Kingdom of a Thousand Towers. Even the great Titan King praised her knowledge. Why would she need to deceive you here?"

Logically speaking, this statement makes no sense; no one would do such a guarantee. But in this era, reputation really does matter, and even Bishop Rosa thought it made sense.

So Zhuang Sen nodded in agreement: "Alright, since that's the case, how about this? You all should know when I awakened, right? So, Master Kofne, please test my blood first?"

Mira Koffney had no objections, but being an employee, she still looked at Bishop Charles. Bishop Charles thought for a moment, then nodded: "Don't try to stall for time, Lord Johnson, this isn't a very long task."

Zhuang Sen shrugged nonchalantly. Hana had definitely just awakened, and it was all done with a single awakening potion, so he wasn't worried at all. The reason he made this condition was simply to see how the vampire in front of him would react to his blood—anyway, as long as he didn't give her 600cc, she wouldn't awaken.

Although Johnson was also very interested in this vampire, he didn't plan to pursue this unexpected surprise until he was sure that Mira Koffney was easy to handle.

"So, what do I need to do?"

Mira fiddled with the exquisite crystal instrument brought to her by a servant, replying without looking up, "Please give me a little of your blood, Lord Zhuang Sen, just a few drops..."

Busy Miss Mira suddenly looked up, her cherry lips slightly parted as she gazed at Zhuang Sen, who had just cut his finger open, her face gradually flushing – So fragrant! It smells amazing!

Miss Mira, naturally detached from worldly desires and with little interest in material possessions, only interested in studying bloodlines and acquiring knowledge, felt an uncontrollable longing for something beyond knowledge for the first time. If it weren't for the public setting and the willpower she had honed through her long and arduous academic career, she probably would have pounced on him right then and there.

But really, really, it smells so good!!!

Chapter 61: Mira's Backstab (with pictures)

"Miss Koffne?"

Zhuang Sen used the healing cloth to wipe the wound on his index finger, and called out with a slight smile. Miss Mira, who was struggling, suddenly woke up as if from a dream, and quickly picked up the silver cup that Zhuang Sen had put down.

"It will be ready soon, Lord Zhuang Sen, please wait a moment."

Mira's voice remained steady, her fair and delicate face seemingly veiled with an elegant mask, showing no sign of wavering. If Zhuang Sen hadn't taken the opportunity of putting down the cup to observe her closely, or even if he hadn't frequently witnessed Nia and Dantalian's obsession with his blood, he probably wouldn't have noticed Mira's wavering at all.

But he still noticed the girl's slightly flared nostrils and barely perceptible swallowing movements... This was a much bigger reaction than Dantalian and Nia's. You have to understand that Johnson only gave a few drops of blood, not the normal half cup. Perhaps, this Miss Mira is not someone who can't be won over?

We'll have to wait and see the results; Zhuang Sen doesn't want the Church of War to reap the rewards.

While Zhuang Sen was pondering, Miss Mira was also working methodically. Although she really, really, really wanted to drink the blood in the cup directly, she ultimately restrained herself. The occasion, her status, her reputation... she didn't know which factor was the biggest, but she persisted and completed her work.

Zhuang Sen's blood was poured from the silver cup, mixing with a layer of white liquid. After vigorous stirring, it settled in another liquid. Once the sedimentation was complete, Miss Mira removed the top layer of liquid and poured the blood into a glass vessel on a small oil lamp. It was a strange vessel with a wide-mouthed bottom and a curved glass tube attached to the lid.

Mira turned up the flame of the oil lamp, and the liquid poured in began to evaporate under the high temperature. Gas rushed into the curved tube, and Mira gracefully leaned forward to sniff it.

Bishop Charles smiled. Although he had never seen anyone use this procedure, he had carefully read Mira's work and knew that this was the final step and that a conclusion would be reached soon.

Then Mira sniffed again and again... until there was no smell at all. Only then did the bloodline master, who was intoxicated by the smell of blood, finally straighten up and face Zhuang Sen with a much rosier complexion: "Lord Zhuang Sen, you awakened between fifty-five and sixty days ago, and... you only used one awakening potion."

There was a slight murmur among the crowd, but not much noise. Bishop Charles breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought things were going to go wrong. It seemed that Master Kovne was just a little nervous and wanted to ensure the outcome.

Zhuang Sen wasn't too surprised. After all, his knowledge of bloodlines was only at a basic level, so he naturally didn't understand how unique this skill was. He simply nodded in agreement: "You're right, Miss Koffnie. So, do you need to take a break?"

"Thank you, but no need. Let's finish quickly. Miss Hannah doesn't seem to be feeling well." Mira shook her head. After "enjoying" Zhuang Sen's blood energy, she felt even more alert than when she was at her clearest, and even her body felt noticeably stronger. This change made her very curious. Was it because of some change in herself, or because Zhuang Sen's blood was special?

The best solution, of course, is to try a different blood type.

Zhuang Sen looked at Hana. The timid girl seemed to be finding it increasingly difficult to bear the gaze of the crowd. Even though most people were observing Zhuang Sen and Mira, there were still people paying attention to her, especially the members of the Flor family.

So Zhuang Sen took the girl's hand again: "Don't worry, Hannah, relax."

When Zhuang Sen took her hand again, Hana felt a sense of security welling up inside her, as if she had a natural inclination to trust him. She straightened up slightly and softly hummed in agreement.

Although surprised by Hana's cooperation, Zhuang Sen didn't delay. He carefully cut open the girl's finger, took a few drops of bright red blood, and immediately used his healing ability to wipe away her wound. Under the warm healing light, Hana felt her heart beating faster and faster. She could only lower her head to hide her expression, making Zhuang Sen think he had frightened her, which left him quite bewildered.

Sigh, this socially anxious person is easy to manipulate, but communicating with them can be a bit of a hassle.

While Zhuang Sen pondered the next steps in "breaking the ice with the employees," Miss Mira had already begun her work. She was disappointed but not surprised to find that Hana's blood didn't evoke any additional impulses in her, just like her previous experiments. Therefore, in the final stage, she simply sniffed it casually and arrived at a conclusion that surprised her.

"He actually awakened today, and only used one awakening potion?"

"Could it really be a miracle of the goddess of vengeance... No, it must be that Zhuang Sen already knew about Hana's bloodline and genius, and deliberately created this situation."

"But how should I put it?"

Miss Mira was unusually troubled. She was not a rigid academic researcher and naturally knew that if she told the whole truth, Bishop Charles, who had invited her, would not be happy and the payment would be lost. That was a rare, out-of-print book that she had wanted for a long time!

But she didn't want to lie, especially considering Zhuang Sen's demeanor. That confidence couldn't be faked, and he might have other tricks up his sleeve. If she were caught lying, it would be troublesome. Besides, lying would definitely damage her relationship with Zhuang Sen, and then how could she ask him to provide her with blood?

Don't get me wrong, she didn't mean anything by it. She just wanted to study it, she didn't mean to taste it! Really!

"Master Kophne?"

Bishop Charles looked at Mira, who had been silent for a long time, and carefully reminded her, feeling a little uneasy.

Mira, now awakened, knew she couldn't dwell on it any longer and could only frankly say, "According to my tests, Miss Hanna only used one bottle of awakening potion. As for the awakening time, these devices can only confirm that it occurred within five days at most, but..."

Mira left her sentence unsaid, but her meaning was quite clear. She claimed the awakening occurred within five days, but it was certain only one awakening potion was used, and Hana had just drunk it in front of everyone. Because of her half-concealment, many people's sharp thinking abilities shone through, leading them to even deeper implications.

So, this was someone invited by the Church of War to refute the accusations made by the bishop of the Church of War?

Faced with the complicated gazes of the crowd, Bishop Charles, who had been betrayed, felt dizzy. He glared at Mira, but he wasn't crazy and wouldn't lay a hand on a highly respected bloodline scholar. So he could only look at Zhuang Sen again and say in a tricky way, "Who can be sure that what you just gave Hana Flor was an awakening potion!"

This was indeed a difficult question to answer, but Zhuang Sen didn't need to. He simply asked in return, "So, is Bishop Charles trying to steal the awakening potion formula that the goddess bestowed upon me?"

Bloodline knowledge is extremely valuable, which is why bloodline scholars—especially those with achievements—have a high status. The most nerve-wracking thing is to seize the bloodline knowledge of other nobles, because if you can take it from them, will they come to take it from me next time? Even the king doesn't dare to say that he has mastered the bloodline knowledge of all the subordinate noble families, let alone a bishop of a war church.

Furthermore, regardless of whether it was a miracle or not, there is no doubt that Hannah Flor awakened, and judging from the move she used to kill Sheldon, it was definitely not a first-level bloodline! In other words, Johnson does indeed possess unknown bloodline knowledge, and definitely more than one.

There are two Dantalian, Nia Harper, and three if you include Hana Flor! Moreover, Dantalian is a level four bloodline confirmed by the Church of Vengeance. Even if Nia Harper and Hana Flor are not level three as he claims, they are at least level two, right?

A second-tier bloodline—that's a baron! Just like the Flor family!

How could this not excite the people present? How could it not make them fantasize—what if they actually had blood in common?

Unfortunately, they didn't see anything other than bats and sunflowers, at least not Johnson.

However, this did not stop him from confidently extending an invitation to Mira: "Miss Mira Koffnie, would you be willing to accept the goddess's blessing?"

As soon as Zhuang Sen fell silent, Bishop Charles, who had already been speechless, was even more startled.

Oh right, Johnson mentioned before that Mira Koffner also has blood in her veins. That means...

Four kinds?!

The author says:

Author's note: This is a picture of Hana, which I just got from a friend. Please give your opinions on whether it's mine or my friend's choice.

Chapter 62: Arms Display

"Please allow me some time to think about it, Lord Zhuang Sen, and besides, I think it's getting late."

After a series of dramatic events, the sky was still gradually darkening. Zhuang Sen didn't force the issue. He hadn't planned to win over Mira Koffnie so quickly, mainly because he didn't have any leverage over her. Her status, identity, and personality made her difficult to control.

Dantalian had the advantage of the declining Church of Vengeance as a potential partner, and Johnson didn't have many other options at the time. Nia was simply a wife he had acquired through cunning means, and Hannah, with her social anxiety, was easy to manipulate, plus she was just an ordinary member of the Flor family. But Mira Koffne was a different story—a foreigner, of high status…tsk, she needed careful planning.

Although Zhuang Sen had a lot on his mind, his actions on the surface did not falter. He smiled and agreed to Mira's request before turning back to Bishop Rosa's side.

This time, nothing unexpected happened. After kneeling on one knee, Johnson put on the crown symbolizing the chosen one and picked up the scepter inlaid with bright red rubies, which caused a great cheer!

As the ceremony ended, regardless of whether they believed in the goddess of vengeance or not, most of the onlookers eagerly crowded around Zhuang Sen to celebrate with him.

This can be considered a case of knowledge being power.

Zhuang Sen's mind was wandering, but on the surface, he maintained a polite smile, holding Hana's hand with one hand and Nia's hand with the other, exchanging pleasantries with others familiarly. It was only because the situation was different now, and he was in a position of power, that he was able to maintain the upper hand. Otherwise, with his last-minute cramming for etiquette, he might have already ruined this harmonious atmosphere.

Now, it's the people who have gathered around who need to be mindful of the atmosphere. Zhuang Sen doesn't even need to say anything further; someone naturally brings up the matter that's most important to him.

"Chosen One, the armor you wear is truly magnificent. Is it also a blessing from the goddess of vengeance?"

Zhuang Sen gave the speaker an appreciative look, and his prepared remarks flowed out: "This is not a gift from the goddess, but something my wife Nia specially made for me. It is lightweight, flexible, and indestructible—but I can't give this to you."

Zhuang Sen's humorous reply, deliberately distinct from his previous polite remarks, made everyone around him understand his meaning. Or, to put it another way, they recalled the various supplies they had brought along the way, as well as the three high walls along the route, and thus understood Zhuang Sen's intentions.

So they all said, "Chosen One, we certainly wouldn't dare accept your armor, but we wonder if you have any plans to sell this type of standard armor? We'd like to buy three sets!"

"I want five sets!"

Ten sets!

Once one person speaks up, more people will naturally follow suit. After all, Lord Zhuang Sen might not remember who bought it, but he would definitely remember who didn't. Moreover, for those who could attend the consecration ceremony, a few sets of ordinary armor were not an excessive expense.

Although Zhuang Sen was pleased, he also knew that many of these people probably did not know the excellence of plate armor and were just trying to curry favor with him and get him to help test and awaken their bloodlines.

However, he wasn't planning on making a one-off deal, so of course he wouldn't just accept it like that. Instead, he led the way to the display area set up by the blacksmiths.

The crowd naturally swarmed over, and some of those who knew more about armor had their eyes shining as they tried to squeeze closer to Zhuang Sen. They had truly seen the superiority of the armor Zhuang Sen was wearing.

In fact, even after hearing Zhuang Sen's words in an awkward situation, Bishop Charles silently followed, wanting to witness firsthand what level Zhuang Sen's new armor could achieve without the magic iron crafting process. As a bishop of the Church of War, he was very knowledgeable about forging and immediately recognized the extraordinary nature of the armor worn by Zhuang Sen and his family.

Surrounded by the crowd, Zhuang Sen arrived at the plate armor display area. To his surprise, there were already people there, and...