It was a bit difficult because she was not a real blood mage after all. She didn't understand some of the terms used in blood mage experiments and needed to guess their meaning based on the context.
Through such speculation and exploration, she gradually concluded that this should be an experimental record on "blood race research".
The experimenters selected a large tribe, dug out their organs to extract blood, and then conducted various tests and experiments on the blood, including fusing it into other organisms or even humans, to observe what kind of rejection reactions this artificial combination would produce.
Just reading the text records is bloody enough, not to mention that Luca is also a good painter. Many of the key steps are accompanied by hand-drawn anatomical illustrations next to the page numbers.
Hitzfeld read it thoughtfully, put the notes aside for the time being - stacked on the journal - and picked up the next note.
They sat there for the whole morning. During the meal, Bislo asked someone to deliver the food to her and was very considerate to let someone taste it in person, just to show her that there was no poison in the food.
"You don't seem to be in a hurry at all?" While eating, Hitzfeld stared at the tall governor sitting on the edge of the bed.
Shouldn't anyone who sits in this position be very busy? She didn't understand why he was willing to waste the entire morning here with her.
"Now that the war has ceased, I have a little more room to be willful." Bislo said casually, "And what do you think is business? For me, the governor of Sea King City, is it more important to chat with those who are supposed to obey me, or to win over the leader of the Sisters of Salvation?"
"So that's how it is." Hitzfeld smiled slightly, "So you're not afraid even if I get nothing? You just came here to please me."
This tone was almost joking, and it was a test.
But Bislow really didn't get angry. He nodded and said, "The dead can't be compared with the living. I wasn't the real me that night. Please forgive me. Sometimes I have to act."
He was so frank that people suspected he was being honest on purpose. Hitzfeld didn't dare to trust him any further and kicked him out of the room on the pretext of continuing to work.
Fortunately, there were not many notes left. After finishing reading for a while, she spread out all the books on the table, stared at them and began to think.
The experiments described in these notes are all the same, that is, they are all "blood experiments". Luca has been doing these things all the time. The only difference is that the unlucky ones selected come from different clans.
The big and prominent families among humans, and even some scattered records she had seen ("Through the study of 'Kleba Tolar' it can be concluded that..."), indicating that this type of experiment had existed a long time ago, and even included several surviving clans of the Nine Knights.
Luca...I guess this isn't something I want to study.
If you ignore who the experimenter is and just look at these experimental notes, Hitzfeld will have a feeling that the other party is very hungry.
It was a desire, an impatience, a yearning for power and blood source, and a crazy desire to discover some kind of law from the research. It can be inferred that the ultimate goal of the experiment is to control the blood source.
For some reason, she thought of the three-fresh bean soup.
Luca is loyal to the Human King, and can be considered a die-hard fan of the Human King. It is very likely that the Human King, or Sina, gave him the order to persist in studying the blood species of all major clans in order to explore the mystery of blood origins.
Although it's crazy, it's normal. Hitzfeld would do the same thing in Sheena's position. These experiments have nothing to do with this case.
So what should I say to Bislow?
Seeing that Hitzfeld was curious, this was also intelligence, and it was relatively important intelligence. But she had to think of an excuse to make Bislo accept that everything under investigation had nothing to do with Luca's death.
After all, she knew the cause of Luca's death and the identity of the murderer. This was one of the rare cases that did not require her to speculate too much on the cause and effect, and all her energy had to be focused on fooling the client.
After thinking for a while, his eyes fell on the diary.
[I lay on my side and saw the sun appearing in the sky. The brilliant light illuminated my face. I seemed to foresee my future path, which was to pay the price for what I had done.]
When I came here, I think Bislow was also watching this.
He seems to be particularly concerned about this sentence, so why not just use this to get rid of him?
I rang the bell and asked someone to go over and make the announcement. Bislo arrived moments later.
"Most of the lab notes are useless. I can't see any flaws, but this sentence is suspicious." Hitzfeld handed the diary to the man.
"What do you mean?" Bislo raised his eyebrows, feeling refreshed.
He had always suspected that there was something wrong with this sentence. Even if it was not a hint to the murderer, it might contain some puzzles and hints. As long as he solved them, he would be able to find the real last words left by Luca.
This was a very common thing. Who in this world could say that they would not have an accident tomorrow? He had arranged several similar hints. If he died suddenly today, only the person who was closest to him and knew him best—his daughter—would receive the inheritance.
“Luka is a scholar,” Hitzfeld said.
"I did not understand."
"Scholars are more logical. For such people, images don't come out of thin air. He emphasized at the beginning that he was lying on his side, so he must have really tried this position."
"?" A big question mark popped up on Bislo's forehead. He still didn't understand. Hitzfeld particularly emphasized the meaning of lying on the side.
"How about this." Hitzfeld walked over and stretched out his hand to guide him. "Step back and sit down on the bed."
Bislow did so.
"Put your legs up there...both legs!"
"Is that so?" Bislo gritted his teeth and lay on his side on the bed as she said, supporting his head with one hand, his upper body bent, and his legs crossed and placed naturally. From a distance, he looked like a nude oil painting from the Renaissance with a heavy feeling and artistic texture.
The posture is a bit feminine.
The Governor of Neptune City frowned, wondering how much patience he had left.
"Don't be impatient, Governor, look here." Hitzfeld walked to the desk and pulled open all the curtains that were in the way.
It is worth mentioning that there were candles lit in the room from the beginning.
The curtains had not been opened until Hitzfeld pulled them open completely to reveal the world outside the window. Then Bislo realized that there was no sun outside the window, as it was simply blocked tightly by a mud wall, and there was no view at all.
His heart skipped a beat, and he felt that this must be a major discovery.
But he really hasn't developed habitual thinking yet, and his reaction is slow, so Hitzfeld needs to continue to remind him: "He didn't write that line here."
Yes!
Suddenly waking up, the man picked up the diary again and read the sentence carefully from beginning to end.
[I lay on my side and saw the sun appearing in the sky. The brilliant light illuminated my face. I seemed to foresee my future path, which was to pay the price for what I had done.]
If you want to see the sun, you must face the window, but you can't see the sun here at all, so the guidance of this sentence is not applicable to this room at all!
"Go call Sam." Bislow ordered immediately, "There are some things to ask him in detail."
Then he noticed Hitzfeld looking at him, and after a moment's silence, he explained, "There's a reason why Bloody Hand can become a nationwide chain in this environment. That guy is probably related to some big families. I don't want to make more enemies, so I didn't do anything to him."
Sam came quickly, and as soon as he came in, he nodded and bowed to Bislo, completely ignoring the girl next to him.
Bislo didn't want to punish him physically, but he could scare him. He pretended to be angry and said slowly: "You may not understand, this Sister Hashem is the new bishop sister, and has been recognized by the church..."
Temple?
Sam was stunned.
Oh my god, are you talking about the Blood Temple... that extremely terrifying monster?
This frightened Sam so much that his attitude changed 180 degrees in an instant, and he bowed and nodded to Hitzfeld: "I'm very sorry, Your Excellency..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Hitzfeld stopped him and asked, "Did you know Master Luca before this happened?"
"I know him! He even used his identity to enjoy the highest discount! How could I not know him!"
"That means you knew he lived here from the beginning."
"Yes Yes!"
"Have you told anyone about this?"
"No, there's nothing to say... Because this is a normal stay in the hotel. We, Blood Hand, have some connections with Oujin City, and we often have high-ranking people staying here..."
"What about Master Luca himself? Did he ever tell you to keep it a secret for him?"
"This..." Sam was stunned, "It seems to be true!"
"like?"
"It's true!" Sam changed his words instantly and said firmly, "He did do some basic disguise... He has been sneaking around since he moved in, as if he was avoiding someone, as if someone wanted to kill him... Ah!"
At the end he let out a scream and finally understood why the girl asked that.
Someone wants to kill him... Isn't it true that someone wants to kill him!?
He's already dead! Did those who wanted to kill him succeed?
Sam was terrified and tried hard to recall whether he had leaked the news.
But he soon remembered that Luca did not get into trouble in the hotel. That place was far away from his shop and not even in the same city, so it should not have much to do with him.
His role was almost over, and Hitzfeld sent him away, saying to Bislow, "That's not the reason."
It means that Luca didn't sneak out to live here just because he was afraid of being hunted down.
"What's the reason?" asked Bislow.
"Maybe I'm scared."
"Afraid someone wants to kill him?" Bislo raised his eyebrows. "Does it make any difference?"
"Yes, because he is afraid of something in the Blood Mage Guild."
……
On the other side, at Posha Mansion, Xia Yibing had a good sleep. When she came out of the shower, she found that the door of the room opposite was open and Hasim, wearing only a nightgown, was busy in the bathroom.
Seeing that she seemed to want to take a shower, the woman hesitated for a moment and decided to remind her: "From now on, if you want to take a shower and change clothes, you'd better go out and rent a room."
"Ah?" Hasim turned around, his face full of confusion and puzzlement, "Why?"
"Don't ask why, just do it."
After she finished speaking, she ran into Madeline. She had just come downstairs to get some food. She happened to hear her say this and was a little curious: "So, is there some kind of emergency? Can someone spy on her bathing through a sealed space?"
Xia Yibing wanted to say that it was true, after all, you are actually living inside someone's body.
But Gu was concerned with the secret of her life experience, and Madeline's relationship with her was not close enough that she could talk about such things right away, so after repeatedly warning Madeline, she immediately went upstairs to find Gu.
It was impossible to go directly to Shana's study. This time there were servants watching, and she had no excuse to break in. But after all, the entire Posuo Mansion was Gu's "corpse" incarnation. He could instantly sprout and reassemble that body anywhere in the mansion, so they made an agreement before they separated. If she wanted to find Gu, Xia Yibing could go to the same room upstairs, where Gu forged an identity and lived.
As for why they had to climb the stairs instead of doing it on the same floor, it was because Shana valued them too much and the rooms on the same floor were no longer rented out.
I knocked on the door and went in to see an elderly gentleman who looked exactly the same as yesterday.
"I came to continue the conversation with you." Xia Yibing said.
"I've basically told you everything I can say." Gu looked at her. "Instead, I have something I want to know... the Aisuen Hitzfeld you mentioned yesterday... is she the person you chose to marry?"
This person is really broad-minded...
Is this something you should be in charge of? You are asking nonsense questions. You don't act like a housekeeper at all. How could Eric tolerate this guy living with him day and night?
Xia Yibing had a dream before she went to sleep. In the dream, she and Hitzfeld solved Elsa's problem perfectly. Not only did they kill Sina and Yinsel, they also successfully killed the nine evil gods and found the real Oujin Holy City for Elsa Continent.
Afterwards, they led the entire continent to transcend and return to the Namiyan world. After the news spread, they were treated like heroes in both places. Alwyn allowed her to retire and enjoy life, so she simply took Hitzfeld to stay in the manor every day to make babies. She gave birth to who knows how many ten or twenty kids. Gu and Walnut jointly took on the responsibility of housekeeping.
But dreams are just dreams after all, and reality tells her that if that day really comes, she still won't accept Gu as their housekeeper.
The Blood Bone Tree King's abilities are too weird, and he appears and disappears everywhere mysteriously. She doesn't want to live under surveillance all the time.
Although this surveillance is not malicious.
But the question still needs to be answered.
It wasn't that she wanted to show off - really not, she simply felt that the old man was too old and could be considered a senior, and she should show respect to him.
"I guess so." So she tried to lower her voice so that people wouldn't hear the joy in it. "She's pretty good. I mean, she's better than the combination of Eric and Yalian."
"It seems that you really like her." Gu Ting shook his head, "But whether it is suitable or not is not determined in this way. I have to see her in person first."
"You still want to control who I marry?"
"I also heard about your family's past that you told me yesterday. It seems that your father made a deal with King Sara... With you being the only member of the clan left, there is nothing more important than choosing the mistress."
"Wait, what are you talking about?" Xia Yibing was really shocked... Let's not talk about interfering with who she lives with, what does this "deal" mean?
"Can't you see?" Gu tilted his head, "You don't really think the truth is as King Sarah told you, that he suspected they were evil followers and left you alone because he felt sorry for you, right?"
How else to explain it?
"A ruler, a ruler of a great country, especially one who is as resolute and cold-blooded as you describe him to be, can abandon emotional considerations and make the best choice at the most critical moment."
Gu sighed: "Such a king... do you think that since he has made the decision to kill, he will leave trouble because of pity?"
"What if you want revenge?"
"What if the death of Patty-Villefort does not affect you?"
"Putting hope in someone else's hands? Expecting someone whose childhood was traumatized by this to forgive? Ignoring these potential dangers and promoting her all the way to the head of the security and violence department?"
"Do you think he would be so stupid?"
"..." Xia Yibing was speechless after being confronted by him.
Yes, she had considered these doubts, but maybe people are always lenient with themselves and strict with others. She was very firm in her suspicion of others, but when it came to herself, she would think, "Of course I'm not that kind of person."
With the filter in place, she didn't think this was so incredible, just as she didn't think of betraying Sarah even when she was planning to seek revenge on King Charuni. These were two different things, and she thought she could tell them apart very clearly.
