The Boss King actually disguised himself as a novice village chief?!
Chapter 336 - 288: Hunting Night

Chapter 336: Chapter 288: Hunting Night

Lind turned his head and saw the old Hunter looking at him with a blank expression. He loudly questioned, "Who are you, and where is the Golden Knight?"

The Holy Grail’s voice came again: "The womb will protect the unborn deities, concealing identities."

In other words, his identity was hidden when he wore the necklace. The ability was more in line with Lind’s needs than the "womb of the god’s birth."

Lind carelessly tossed the necklace into the Holy Grail, provoking a strong dissatisfaction from it.

It had been contaminated by filth and was no longer clean.

The necklace trembled and struggled.

"You..." The old Hunter looked at Lind with a bewildered expression.

"What did I look like in your eyes just now?" Lind asked.

"A completely strange man, his face always veiled by a mist-like mask."

Lind put the necklace around his neck and looked at the Hunter: "How about now?"

"My lord, is it you?" His gaze became a little clearer.

Packing away the necklace, they returned to the issue of the Fox Hole village.

He said, "Let’s talk about the Hunter’s work first, and those bloodthirsty things, the Blood Clan you mentioned... vampires?"

After the recent experience, the old Hunter’s attitude had become more humble, completely unable to comprehend the powers Lind had demonstrated since he appeared.

Shaking his head, he said, "Vampires cannot call them; they are completely different from the vampires in stories, not fearing the sun, garlic, or silver. They do not even need to drink blood to survive and can live forever."

Lind didn’t understand: "So why would such a powerful group plant vineyards here?"

"Because of taste," Charles said seriously, looking at Lind, "With almost infinite life, they research things that make them happier and more interested. This is just a vineyard after all; their stronghold is not here. What guards this place is just a low-ranking member of the Blood Clan."

"Doing as one pleases" is indeed an irrefutable reason. Ultimately, all things done by everyone in the world revolve around the subjective "doing as one pleases." Without life and death as coercion, the Blood Clan has also lifted their own restrictions and became understandable in their madness.

Unbridled chaos; in fact, the Blood Clan is very much like the Undead, chaotic without restriction, self-centered in everything.

"There are two types," Charles quickly pulled out information from his brain, "the Crimson Nobility, as they call themselves, possessing the noblest status, seeking pleasures in castles, powerful; the other is the Crimson Ladies, lower in status, doing dirty and tiring work, more numerous."

"Besides them, there are also Blood Servants, enslaving humans in their own way."

"It sounds just like some estate owners," Lind inquired, "Was the Bloodlust plague that created the Blood Clan of Fox Hole caused by an earlier event?"

The Rand Kingdom had never had vampires, although witches had appeared, given the commotion of the burning at the stake events.

It’s impossible for any being to emerge and entirely conceal its traces.

And these Blood Clan seemed to lack an army.

Their conditions for existence were too strict, or maybe they simply wanted to control their population growth; it remained unknown.

The old Hunter explained, "As you said, these creatures once only appeared in the Black Marsh Kingdom. Some were researching forbidden blood, even trading Noble corpses. The Crimson Blood Clan was created from the start to study the secrets of Noble Blood."

Once again, he heard information related to Noble Blood.

Is there any creature in the world more pitiable than the Nobles?

Speaking of corpse trading in the Black Marsh Kingdom, it seemed that even Queen Melulan of his own underground breeding farm was one of the victims.

It looked like the situation in the neighboring kingdom was worse than in Rand; the Nobles of Rand could at least die with some dignity, whereas next door they were either drained of blood or dismembered.

"They believe they have succeeded."

"Indeed, they have." Lind nodded. They had none of the vampire’s weaknesses but all of their strengths, including Immortality. If they progressed normally, ruling the entire world wouldn’t be an issue.

That is, assuming the Calamity and the Undead hadn’t arrived.

Lind suddenly thought of a question: could the deeply hidden "Blood Clan" become the boss of the second Chapter following the Nobles? They sounded even more perfect and powerful.

The old Hunter continued his story: "When the Bloodlust plague broke out in the Rand Kingdom, a Crimson Noble that a Hunter was pursuing happened to come here, disguised as a doctor. He cured the people here through blood transfusion. It was then that they infiltrated, otherwise, the vineyard would not have appeared."

"A vineyard that even the Blood Clan of the Black Marsh Kingdom dares not plant, but after coming to foreign lands, these monsters have become unbridled. It successfully won the trust of your Upper Rank."

"The plague back then had a significant impact, causing widespread panic." Lind nodded. Although he had not been involved, he could imagine the old King’s anxiety: a doctor able to cure the plague would have been joyfully welcomed.

Moreover, blood therapy, bloodletting, and transfusions were considered "standard medical procedures" in that time; even Recorder Officer Miss Doris had recorded an incident of dysentery.

At the time, a doctor believed that taking mercury while bloodletting could cure dysentery because he had gotten sick and then quickly recovered.

Doctor Enga heavily promoted his bloodletting therapy, ultimately successfully curing the disease.