Chapter 687: problem

Facing the siege of fifteen blood nobles, Vlad did not panic. Raising his hand to summon a large wave of blood, he pushed back the blood races that approached, and said to the marquis who was still eating gracefully on the table: "Ola, what's your idea?"
Ola paused, then said nonchalantly: "I accepted his benefits. I will stop you here."
"Then you are just blocking me, right?"
Ola raised her head and looked at Yu Tu who was standing beside Vlad with interest.
"Do you think that Shamir can be stopped by that black angel? Anyway, he is at the same level as us."
"I don't believe in him. I would bet once, how about you?"
Ola smiled, looked around at the cowering earls and viscounts, calmly said: "Yes, let him go."
"But, Master Ola, Master Shamir!"
The viscount hadn't finished speaking, he was hit in the chest by the shadow from Aola's feet, and after a scream, he was pushed out of the hall without knowing his life or death.
"If you don't want to be obedient, speak up. I won't care about you anymore if I catch my trick." With that, Ola looked at the remaining earls and viscounts.
"Our position is not raised by the trend of inflammation. If you want to talk to us, let's talk about the ability that makes us look squarely."
The corners of Vlad's mouth split open and he said to Yu Tu, "Go. Go through the gate and walk straight. After seeing the statue of Saint Grilia, stand in front of her and answer her three questions. . The answer is correct, you will be able to see the queen. Before Shamir."
"what is the problem?"
"I don't know. It's all random. If you don't want to answer, you have to detour. You can't keep up with Shamir."
"You are so sure, I can answer the question correctly."
"No, I'm not sure. But that's the only choice. And, haven't you said that? There are ancestors in the ring. I am willing to believe in ancestors once."
Yu Tu sighed and ran towards where Shamir had left.
The surrounding earls and viscounts were ready to move, but the breath cast by the two Marquis Aura and Vlad made them all freeze in place. As Yu Tu understands, the class in the blood race is absolute. They had the courage to move towards the weak and unstable Vlad, but there was no way to take a step under the breath of the two marquis.
Shamir obviously knew this. That's why I took the risk and left Ola.
After Yu Tu left, Vlad walked directly to the long table and sat in his place. The left hand is second. According to the original rules, the status is still above Ola.
"Huh, it's been a long time since I attended the overnight banquet. I shouldn't miss the dinner?"
Ola smiled and said: "The best blood food, there is a red liver today. In other words, do you really think that kid can stop Shamir? Although it is a bit shameful. But Shamir does have the aggressiveness and courage we lack. Judging from the current situation, his proposal may not be a rare opportunity."
Vlad shook his head and said, "Although you are right. But don't forget. The abyss exists. We can't stand a war like that. But standing on the bright side and hiding in the shadows, we need to face The war is different. Although a little offensive, our ancestors kept our race by hiding. After all, apart from the royal family, we have no reproductive ability. Developing family members is not so random. Even the three princes do not have more than ten family members."
"Then, the kid you approved, is there anything you can believe in? I thought I was going to fight you this time."
Vlad smiled and said, "It's a surprise. Didn't Shamir look for something before? He also killed a lot of lower-level clansmen. Guess what that thing is."
"I can't guess. Don't buy it."
"It's boring. It's the ring of the ancestors. The evil dragon. Contains the will of the ancestors. You say, Shamir has rushed to the queen's palace with great pains. But what kind of face will he look like when he is facing the ancestors? ."
"Sure enough, you are still that nasty guy. Listening to you, I think we can clean up these guys. Twelve viscounts and three earls. The loss is not small."
"It's a necessary loss. The blood race now needs stability. Shamir's actions can be said to help us create opportunities. Oh, the dinner is here. I haven't eaten for a long time."
"Resolve them after eating?"
"Eat first before talking. Well, delicious."
The two marquis lightly decided the fate of the remaining kinsmen present. Although the blood races were afraid, under the oppression of the two, they stood in place like statues, waiting for the arrival of death.
As Vlad said before, this coup. It's just a joke. It is absolutely impossible to succeed in the above-mentioned kinship in the class-oriented kin.
On the other side, Yu Tu followed the instructions and quickly found the statue of Saint Grilia.
The so-called Saint Griya is said to be a clone of the God of July walking on earth. The appearance is a young high elf, wearing a light blue gauze. Only at night, when the moon is bright, it appears, with an elegant singing voice, guiding people nearby into their dreamland and enlightening.
Of course, this is a thing of thousands of years ago. Until now, Saint Grilia is just a legend.
And the statue of Saint Grilia in front of Yu Tu. Well, for the first time, Yu Tu thought of Yu Mu.
Saint Grilia leaned lazily on the carved stone branches, and the skin of the jade carvings was irradiated by the warm light source, which made people easily mistaken for a real person.
After seeing Yu Tu, Saint Grilia raised her eyebrows and said: "You are the first outsider I have seen in 600 years. Are you going to meet the King of the Blood Race?"
"Yes."
"Very good. Three questions. I am satisfied."
Yu Tu was taken aback for a moment, and then signaled that he was ready.
"The first question, the moon rises, the sun sets. The sun falls, and the moon disappears. The moon looks forward to the sun, and the sun pampers the moon. So, what do the moon and the sun represent?"
Yu Tu, who was still a little nervous, was taken aback when he heard this question. According to common sense in reality, there is definitely no way to answer. In this world, the moon and the sun also have many representative meanings.
When connected to the question in the question, Yu Tu thought of the answer almost instantly.
"Diana, God of July, and Hardman, God of Sun."
"correct."
"second question."
"Blood surges, what makes the blood avoid the sky?"