They all call me Great Master-Chapter 785 - 782: The Secret of Blood X
With Haibo's knowledge of the manor, Elizabeth managed to get a horse—
"They won't care about whether I live or die.
If you want to escape, it's better to go alone.
A horse can't run fast with two people on it."
Haibo kindly advised, but Elizabeth did not take it to heart.
In the girl's view, this was just a ruse by the noble young master before her, trying to rid himself of her.
Therefore, she glared fiercely at the noble child who appeared to be only seven or eight years old.
"Get on the horse!"
At her command, the habitually obedient Haibo got on the horse.
Elizabeth also mounted the horse.
Together, they miraculously escaped the manor.
To Haibo, this was inconceivable, as the manor's guards were not merely those seen on the surface, not to mention the Hidden Guards.
Yet they had really just walked out.
They had not only escaped the manor but had also fled from his family's territory.
However, the initial smoothness did not make Elizabeth relax; the girl continued to hurry along with the noble child through the night.
It was only after three consecutive days that Elizabeth finally eased up.
"You can find your way home, right?"
The girl inquired.
The noble child shook his head repeatedly.
"Good!
Since you can find the way back!
Then let's part ways here!"
Having said that, the girl rode off on her horse.
Leaving the noble child standing alone in the wilderness, looking around blankly.
Until darkness fell, the noble child hadn't left the spot.
He really didn't know where to go.
Go home?
Deep down, he didn't want to return.
The moon climbed higher.
The girl came back.
With injuries.
The girl was surprised to see him still in the same place.
"You didn't go home?"
It was just a question, followed by a long silence. Clearly, the girl had thought about the fact that the noble child had ended up in a "pigsty."
Seemingly to ease her own embarrassment, the girl quickly said,
"I have some good news to cheer you up—
The Blood Marquis and Marchioness have hunted down the family of their son's fiancée, apparently because the lady-to-be had insulted their son.
You're really lucky you didn't attend that banquet.
Otherwise, with your silly and clueless self, you probably would have been executed too, along with your family."
Listening to the girl's words,
The noble child's eyes lit up.
Being executed along with his own family?
That would be really great!
He was fed up with his family!
He hated his parents even more!
If they could all die together, that would be truly... perfect!
Quietly, the noble child remembered the name of the Blood Marquis—though his parents had mentioned the marquis more than once, this time he took note.
The girl didn't notice the noble child's abnormal reaction; she kept looking for topics to alleviate her awkwardness.
"Do you know about Demon Hunters?
I want to become a Demon Hunter!
Only then can I kill you 'Blood Race' folk!
Of course, someone as silly and clueless as you will probably survive, but those jerks who occasionally indulge in the 'Bloody Rite' and slaughter the innocent, I'm determined to kill them!
I just don't know where those Demon Hunters are!"
Under the cloak of night, the two talked a lot.
Most of the time, it was the girl talking and the noble child listening.
When daylight came, the girl rode away on her horse.
The noble child, however, went home.
He remembered the way back.
When he got back home, his parents still hadn't returned—clearly, the Blood Marquis's massacre of the branch family was much more serious than imagined.
And this brought him relief.
At least, there was no need to explain.
A week later, his parents came back.
They hadn't noticed the Blood Pig's escape.
They simply scolded him for leaving the 'pigsty' at will.
His legs were broken and he was thrown back into the 'pigsty', where he was to stay for a full year—this was the punishment for leaving the 'pigsty' on a whim.
This punishment intensified over the next year.
Why one should use the right hand to eat and so on.
After his right hand was broken, why did he have to eat with his left hand.
After both hands were broken, why didn't he eat without using his hands.
His father and mother treated him like a plaything, wantonly abusing him.
And his punishment was hastily increased from one year to two hundred years.
He knew that under normal circumstances, he could never leave the 'Pigsty' alive.
So, he escaped.
He fled the family manor and headed straight for the Blood Marquis Manor—he was there to assassinate the Blood Marquis.
As one would expect, he failed.
He didn't even get close to the Blood Marquis before he was captured.
Upon hearing his reason for the assassination attempt, the intrigued Blood Marquis asked him whether he wanted to truly master power, to use his own strength to kill his parents.
Without hesitation, he nodded in agreement.
After that, the Blood Marquis began to instruct him.
Not only the secret techniques of the Bloodline Clan but also those of the Theofact Psychic Cultivation Association.
And...
He was shown the Chart of the 'Blood Path'.
Not just the charts for Entry, but also for Ascend Step.
He was perplexed internally, but he absorbed this knowledge like a sponge.
He knew that to kill his parents...
Zzzap! Zzzap!
He had to kill the Blood Marquis!
Zzzap! Zzzap!
That's wrong, he had to kill his parents!
Zzzap! Zzzap!
The sound of intense electric shocks appeared in this memory, causing the scene to be filled with an odd Distortion and even making Arthur, as an observer, frown slightly.
'Was this memory tampered with?
Or is it a chain reaction from a previous self-initiated memory deletion?'
Arthur speculated.
Then, everything returned to normal again.
But only the final scene remained—
"Do you think I will submit?"
Haibo roared at the smiling Blood Marquis before him.
Immediately after, he overloaded his use of the Distortion secret technique to break free from the Blood Marquis's hold, vanishing on the spot as a mist of blood.
When Haibo reemerged, the out-of-control Distortion secret technique had transformed him into her.
Not just a change of gender.
Even the personality had changed.
She named herself Elizabeth.
She was prepared to take the most cruel and vile revenge.
So, she set out to find a 'Demon Hunter' capable of taking on the 'Blood Race'.
The memory abruptly ended there.
The intense sound of electric shocks appeared once again.
Several times stronger than before.
When everything came to a stop, the Blood Marquis once again appeared in front of Elizabeth.
"Such a healthy child!"
"Get away!
Don't touch my child!"
Elizabeth shielded the child behind her.
But in the next moment, she was seized by the neck by the Blood Marquis.
"Of course, I don't need this child; what I need is you, my dear Haibo—you never know how important you are to me."
As he spoke softly, the Blood Marquis seemed to have discovered something and began to look around.
And at that moment, the sound of electric shocks appeared once again.
No!
It was no longer the sound of electric shocks!
It was thunder!
Boom!
In an instant, the memory before Arthur's eyes completely dispersed, and he found himself once again outside of Port Pult in Ainhars Territory, feeling the softness of the ground beneath his boots.
And...
The faint flickering of "Death Intuition".
'What a terrifying Blood Marquis!
To be detectable even in memory?
Such power...'
Arthur knitted his brows.
Then, he immediately cleared his mind.
As he mulled over the 'Blood Marquis,' the flickering of "Death Intuition" began to accelerate.
In order to forget entirely, Arthur quickly shifted his attention.
Fortunately, this wasn't difficult for the current Arthur.
He looked down once more, observing the greatly altered "Spider's Claw" in his hand—
"Huh?"