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"Although it's nothing, your application has been approved. You've been promoted. You're no longer an apprentice knight, you're a full-fledged knight. Okay, I'm leaving now."

Looking at Bishop Rhett's leaving back, Hei Lai Te breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was also concerned about the giant-clawed loli, he believed that with the joint efforts of Bishop Rhett and the Thor family, this problem could be solved quickly.

Chapter 12 "Doctor" Victor

A masquerade ball was being held in the most secret aristocratic club.

Ladies in expensive evening gowns and beautiful masks danced with men who also wore masks. Beautiful music embellished this luxurious banquet. The smell of expensive red wine and the millions of works of art around made the banquet even more luxurious and noble.

At this moment, the protagonist of the banquet was the man sitting in the middle. Even wearing a mask could not hide the inexplicably attractive temperament emanating from this man. His glasses and elegant manners attracted the attention of the ladies around him. He responded to each of them with a smile and a toast. Such a gentlemanly demeanor caused the ladies to scream from time to time.

Until a scream brought the cheerful atmosphere of the banquet to an abrupt end.

"You! How dare you bite off my hand! My hand! Aa ...

Looking in the direction of the howling, I saw an old man in aristocratic clothes lying on the ground, holding his broken wrist and wailing to the blonde loli in front of him.

The blood flowed onto the wool carpet, and the strong smell made people frown.

Faced with such a sudden change, the people at the banquet did not panic or get scared. Instead, they looked at the elegant man with glasses, obviously expecting what he would do next.

"Laura, didn't I tell you? Don't eat anything you want. It's not good for your body."

The elegant man lightly scolded the instigator, but the instigator, the petite blonde loli, was not very obedient.

She spat out the wrist in her mouth, not caring at all that her angelic white dress was stained with blood.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, sipped the red wine, and then put his hands on his hips to defend himself.

"This old Deng wants to touch my hair. He stinks! His magic power is too weak. He's not even the lowest level Alpha. He looks like a dog on the side of the road."

For a loli in a princess dress to say such words is somewhat inconsistent with her cute angelic appearance.

Such a harsh comment made Viscount Hayter, who was hosting the banquet, a little overwhelmed.

"Ahem, Marquis Victor, your daughter is really adorable. Children should be so lively. However, Viscount Heigs is one of the nobles who will host you tonight. It would not be good if he were to get injured and die like this. By the way, Viscount Heigs is my uncle."

The elegant man called Marquis Victor glanced at Viscount Hate beside him, without explaining his relationship with Laura, but a sincere apology appeared on his handsome face.

"Yes, you are right, Viscount Heit. Since Viscount Heigs was injured because of Laura, I should be the one to treat Viscount Heigs. Moreover, he is your uncle. I also want to show you my 'blood therapy'."

As he spoke, Victor gently adjusted his glasses with his fingers and stood up from his seat.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Marquis Victor! Everyone, please make way! Marquis Victor is going to show everyone his magical potion!"

Seeing Victor stand up, Viscount Hayter immediately raised his glass and cheered to the nobles present.

"I have heard about your deeds, Marquis Victor, for a long time. I didn't expect to have the honor of witnessing your 'blood therapy' today."

"Haha, I want to see how this liar deceives people."

"I believe in your miraculous potion, Marquis Victor!"

"I don't think there's much hope. The old man Heigs' wrist was bitten off. Unless it's a high-level healing spell, what potion can be used to connect that wrist? It's simply impossible."

"I heard that the 'blood healing potion' can strengthen magic power and change the blood in one's body, allowing the lowest-level Alpha-level civilians to have Beta-level power. I don't know if it's true."

"..."

Among the nobles present there were encouragement, ridicule, flattery, as well as suspicion and wait-and-see attitude.

This was a pre-arranged performance, and Victor, who was walking slowly towards the old noble with the broken hand under everyone's attention, knew it very well.

He signaled with his eyes to the blonde loli Lola who was about to kill, telling her to stand there obediently and not move, while taking out a bottle of red potion from his pocket.

Victor knew very well that the real purpose of these nobles holding a banquet for him was not to establish a good relationship with him, a marquis with only an empty title. No one cared about a marquis from outside the place with no property. They were just interested in the mysterious potion in his hands.

Now there is a subject who can test the effect of the mysterious potion, Viscount Heigs whose hand was bitten off.

In other words, the appearance of Viscount Heigs, who has a special hobby, at this banquet was also part of the pre-planned arrangement.

Laura had an accident, so naturally he had to take action. He needed to be responsible for what Laura had caused. The nobles present saw the mysterious potion in Victor's hand as they wished.

What a crude clown show. Feeling the nobles around him staring at the potion in his hand, Victor knew very well that no one cared about the Baron Heggs in front of him.

But he didn't mind following their script, after all, this was the purpose of his coming here.

"Baron Heigs, come, please drink this potion, you will be well soon."

Victor helped Baron Heggs, who was wailing on the ground, up and poured the potion in his hand directly into his mouth.

Baron Heigs was suddenly forced to take medicine and choked and coughed a few times.

The nobles wearing masks crowded around and saw the scene they had been expecting. Baron Heigs's broken wrist was healing rapidly, and a new wrist was growing rapidly.

Instead of reattaching a broken wrist, a new wrist grew directly from the wound. Such a scene made the nobles gasp. Although advanced healing spells can also achieve such an effect, not everyone can use advanced healing spells.

But anyone can carry Victor's potion with them and use it at any time, so even the magic power used to use the healing spell can be saved.

"It's a miracle! It's a miracle!"

Viscount Hayter was the first to cheer and ran to his uncle, Baron Heigs, and held Baron Heigs's new wrist and spoke in amazement.

The same was true for the other nobles. When they looked at Victor again, their eyes were full of greed and desire.

"No, no, no, this is not yet a miracle."

Facing everyone's "enthusiastic" gazes, Victor raised his hands humbly.

"I still have a lot of these potions. If you want them, I can give them to you."

"It's just that my 'blood therapy' is not suitable for everyone's physique. I need to prepare the appropriate medicine according to your body."

"So, I need you all to get some sleep... Snap!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Victor clapped his hands.

Almost instantly, the nobles around him lost consciousness and fell to the ground before they could even react.

Glancing at the nobles lying on the floor, Victor's gaze fell on the group of people sitting in the corner.

Everyone else had fallen asleep, but the people in the corner were still awake. Victor was not surprised by this. He maintained an elegant smile and looked at the middle-aged man with gray hair in the middle.

He took off the mask on his face and bowed like a noble.

"Hello, respected lord."

The middle-aged man with gray hair also responded to Victor.

"Hello, 'doctor'. No, I should call you Dr. Victor from Berkeley Island."

Chapter 13 Millennium Nobility

Victor was not at all shaken by the fact that his identity was discovered by the lord in front of him.

After all, the lord in front of him came from the Thor family, an ancient aristocratic family with a history of nearly a thousand years. Such a long-standing family naturally knew that he was also from the Williams family on Berkeley Island, which had been passed down for thousands of years.

Both of them are from thousand-year-old families, so they naturally have sufficient understanding of each other. That is a foundation that the Holy Church, an organization that has only existed for a few hundred years, cannot match.

"My Lord, are there any members of your family among these nobles? If so, I will not draw their blood."

Even though his identity was exposed, Victor still maintained his elegant smile and reached out to adjust his translucent glasses.

It seemed as if the mask thrown on the ground was still on his face, making it impossible to guess Victor's true feelings at this moment.

"Really? Are you Williams family still collecting blood?"

The lord glanced coldly at the blonde loli who was stabbing people with a syringe, and had no mercy or sympathy for the nobles who were unconscious.

He has no real strength, but craves for something that can easily make him stronger, hoping to maintain his noble aristocratic status.

This was the case for all the nobles lying on the floor at this time. The nobles with real strength did not appear here. The lord did not care about the life or death of these nobles. He appeared here because he was more interested in Victor himself.

"How is your recent research at Williams? Have you discovered any blood of immortality?"

"Is this little girl also a member of your Williams family? Did she get the power of a vampire? Mr. Victor, are you willing to visit the Thor family?"

"We will protect you. Don't worry about the Holy Church. You can stay in our Thor family for a while."

Being a guest? Asylum? Staying temporarily?

Hearing these words, the elegant smile on Victor's face widened a little.

"No, no, no, Lord, I cannot accept your invitation. The research of the Thor family is worthless to our Berkeley Island, and our Berkeley Island's research has nothing to do with your Thor family's research. We cannot understand each other."

"Really? That's true."

The lord nodded, confirming Victor's words expressionlessly.

"Yes, so my Lord, shall we begin now?"

The smile on Victor's face seemed a little scary, but at this time he still maintained a polite smile, as if the words he said were not lines to start a war, but words of concern for others.

"Since Dr. Victor is unwilling to be a guest of the Thor family, there is nothing we can do."

The lord slowly put down his wine glass, and the members of the Thor family standing beside him immediately activated the magic spells on the back of their hands.

On Victor's side, the blonde loli Lola had already collected several syringes of blood. When she returned to Victor, she deliberately stepped hard on the faces of Viscount Hatter and Baron Heggs, the uncle and nephew, with her little feet in leather boots, leaving clear shoe prints on their faces.

Just as the lord and Victor were about to go to war, a loud "clang" was heard from the door of the noble club.

"Stop it! 'Doc' I got you!"

The one who broke through the door like a brown bear was Bishop Rhett. Behind him was a group of Templar Knights. Hundreds of knights wearing enchanted armor and holding rune knight swords instantly surrounded the entire club.

Victor and the lord both showed surprise at the sudden appearance of the knights.

They looked at each other and confirmed that they were not called by the other party. That was strange. How could these stubborn knights actually use their brains?

"Oh? Lord, you are here too. What a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be here too."

Bishop Rhett looked at the lord and members of the Thor family who appeared in the corner with an expression of "surprise".

It was a pity that his acting was so poor that people could tell at a glance that he was pretending. Victor glanced at the lord with a strange expression, and the lord's face did not look good.

The case was solved. Bishop Rhett found this place by tracking the Thor family.

"Well, hello, Bishop Rhett. I'm sorry to have you see me in such a mess. I'm very grateful for your help and that of the knights. I'm very tired now, and I'll visit you another day."

The lord stood up from his seat without further explanation and left.

"Okay, okay, remember to bring some gifts to see me, don't come empty-handed! I've helped you a lot!"