Chapter 347: 1 sword beheading

Emily bit her lip lightly, did not speak, but still held Ren's arm without letting go.
Varogen, Astan, and Dinglaji wanted to defend her, but it was related to the lineage of the Zhuo Gengbao family. Weatherley’s words actually made sense. They had thought about this issue before, so they all Fell silent.
This made Weatherley even more confident, raising his chin, staring at Renn angrily, as if Renn was his unshakable enemy of killing his father.
Ren looked at everyone, and said calmly: "The Dragonborn family will not change the surname of Augustus."
As soon as his words fell silent, Emily looked up suddenly: "Rene..."
"Master Earl!"
Varogen also screamed in unison, thinking that Renn had changed his mind.
Only Weatherley was proud of her heart and deliberately said loudly: "Your Excellency, what a man has said must be counted. Please keep a distance from Emily in the future to prevent her from giving birth to non-dragon descendants. This is for Zhuo Geng. The desecration of the Fort family."
"presumptuous!"
Emilys suddenly became furious, and raised her hand to cast a spell to teach Weatherley. Atans also drew out his sword and prepared to take a shot. He was completely on Emily's side.
However, Rennes reached out and stopped them.
"Ren?" Amelis was anxious and angry, but also very puzzled.
"After all, he is your cousin, you can't hurt your peace." Rennes mocked and asked: "Mr. Weatherley, your loyalty to the Drogenberg family is touching, but you don't seem to be the dragonborn either. Or an illegitimate child, in Congatro's words, are you a "hybrid"?"
The word hybrid is spoken in Congatro.
This language is very similar to Orion and belongs to the same language family. With the help of a translation dictionary, he learned it in just a few days.
Everyone present could hear clearly.
Weatherley's face flushed red, and he hated the mention of his origin, like an old scar, deeply engraved in his soul, and the blood of shame would flow out when touched, stinging his soul.
"you wanna die!"
As a grumpy storm priest, Weatherley was immediately dazzled by anger and did not hesitate to do it.
In fact, he chose to question the relationship between Emilys and Rennes face to face, and he had no brains at all.
But others have brains, and they react quickly.
As soon as Weatherley’s attack started, a shadow flew out of Ding Laji’s hand, covering his vision, making him invisible to Ren; then Astan’s long sword also arrived, slapped with the spine of his sword. The back of the neck interrupted the casting; in the end, a huge eight-clawed spider summoned by Varogen, spit out white spider silk, bound him tightly, and hung him immobile in the air.
Emily directly stood in front of Renn, using her body as a shield.
With one breath, Weatherly was controlled.
Ren stood there, without moving a finger, looking at all this plainly, as if it was not himself who had been attacked just now.
"Let go of me..." Weatherly screamed frantically, struggling desperately in the thick spider web, bloodshot eyes, flashing hair, roots erected, and angrily shouted: "Varogen, and you two Yes, I order you to let me go."
The three of Varogen was a little embarrassed.
They are both vassals of the Drogenberg family, and they are indeed committing the following crimes against Weatherly, but they can't just watch Weatherly attack Ren. If Weatherley is allowed to hit Rennes, even if it cannot hurt a single hair, the restoration plan may be ruined and irreparable.
"Let him down," Renn said.
Varogen did not hesitate, and immediately let the eight-claw spider loosen its jaws, and Weatherley, who was by the spider web like a zongzi, fell to the ground, but his limbs still couldn't break free, looking very embarrassed.
He only had his head to move, staring at Renn bitterly without saying a word.
"Mr. Weatherley," Renne said condescendingly, "You won't let me and Amelis get close, and you can't give birth to children, so who is eligible? Are you?"
"of course."
Weatherly responded proudly: "In this world, only Emily and I can give birth to the dragonborn. I know that you are very strong, and you are a student of the Holy Spirit Wizard, so what? , It must be cursed with blood and soul in the body, unable to cultivate the family's meditation, and become a dragonborn.
"Without the Dragonborn, the Zhuo Gengbao family has no reason to exist."
When he said this, he looked proud and confident, "Only I can make the Zhuo Gengbao family regain its glory. If you have the ability, you will kill me, hahaha..."
The harsh laughter echoed in the room.
Renn looked at the others, frowned and asked, "Is what he said is true?"
"It's true." After a long time, Emily nodded bitterly and admitted, whispering over to Renne, explaining the reason in detail.
The birth of the Dragonborn family was an attempt by Bahamut, the of good dragons.
He blessed the ancestors of Zhuo Gengbao and transformed the human soul according to the dragon soul to see if the blood soul curse can be lifted.
The end result is half the battle.
The transformed humans failed to lift the curse, but the powerful dragon soul suppressed the curse's effect and onset. There is no need to practice through the fusion of demons like other transcendents, and there is no need for a soul-changing ceremony.
The blood soul curse still exists, passed down from generation to generation in the soul of the dragonborn.
If the dragon descendants are combined with ordinary humans, half of the souls of the offspring born are humans, and the blood soul curse will begin to prevail and begin to take effect again.
After discovering this problem, the Dragonborn ancestors decided to marry close relatives in order to maintain their strength and blood. The cost of is heavy. It is very difficult for the Dragonborn family to give birth to normal offspring. Once the babies are found to be defective, they will be dealt with immediately to prevent them from growing up.
This has also led to the fact that the population of the Dragon family has never been able to grow.
They ruled Kangatello for more than three thousand years. During such a long period of time, the number of members of Drogonborg did not exceed 100. In most of the years, there were only 20 to 30 people on average.
Emilys is the only pure dragonborn in existence.
She can only give birth to the dragonborn by combining with Weatherley, because Weatherley has a quarter of the dragon souls, and the offspring of the two, with dragon souls accounting for more than half, can cultivate the meditative thoughts of the Zhuo Gengbao family and suppress it. The blood soul curse, step by step transforms the soul into a real dragon descendant.
The future of the Zhuo Gengbao family rests entirely on two of them, and neither of them will work.
This is also Weatherley's confidence.
For the sake of the future, Varogen and others can only give him a few points, otherwise, everything they have done for decades will be meaningless.
"Emily line, he's just a mortal, not even a legend, don't take him too seriously." Weatherly said triumphantly: "He is just a student of the Holy Soul Wizard, not the Holy Soul Wizard himself. I can’t be the Lord. Wezeland Floating City needs our money, so we still have to cooperate with us.
"Even if the Wizards of Wezeland retreat, don't worry too much."
"Give me another two years. I will probably be promoted to Legend. Then I will invite the Storm Church to cooperate. My lord is very willing to spread his faith in Congatro."
"How can a floating city be compared to the Church of the Storm?"
"It won't be easy to regain the kingdom by then!"
Speaking of the latter ~EbookFREE.me~ Weatherley's expression became excited, as if he had seen the believers in the church, conquering Congatro, and ascending the throne.
However, everyone was indifferent to his remarks.
Is it so easy to borrow from Storm Church? Just by a legend? And if the cooperation with Wezeland is torn up, who will bear the consequences?
Ren quietly watched him perform, and suddenly said, "I don't have a blood soul curse."
This is like a shock.
Everyone looked at Renn together, and Weatherley's eyes were unbelievable, "Impossible, you are not a holy soul wizard... this is impossible!"
Others are not too convinced.
Amelis was convinced, she hardly hesitated, a sharp long sword appeared in her hand, and she stepped forward and swung it down in two steps.
puff!
Weatherley's head flew.