The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 244 - 10: Brotherhood (4)_2

"Yes, Lord Jones," Dora said, turning to leave with the tray of pastries.

The balcony was now left with just Jones and Adelle.

Watching Dora’s departing figure, Adelle said meaningfully, "You treat your servant quite well."

"She grew up with me." Jones replied casually.

"Oh really? I also had a servant who grew up with me, but he died a few years ago."

"Died?"

"Yes, forget it, let’s not talk about this." Adelle rubbed his temples, then continued, "I apologize for today. I really didn’t mean it."

"I know, I’m not angry with you," Jones said, lifting the teacup and taking a sip.

"Alright," Adelle laughed awkwardly, his eyes flickering.

For some reason, Jones always felt that Adelle’s gaze was constantly shifting. Adelle was always wide-eyed as if he was pondering something.

...

"I feel that I can’t fit in with them, completely can’t do it. I even feel like I’m no longer part of the Blood Clan. If it were before, seeing that kind of scene would excite me. So much blood... But now, I feel a bit uncomfortable, I even got a little angry earlier. That’s weird, isn’t it?"

*On the way back, Jones was flying while talking to Dora,* "I actually got angry... What can I do? The Blood Clan has bred slaves for tens of thousands of years, do I want to change that? I find that now I can’t get along with them, nor can I like the things they like."

"But Lord Jones was always different from them before too..."

"Really? Before, I at least knew how to flatter them, what to say. But now I don’t want to say anything. Just feel unusually fatigued and uncomfortable."

"But you still said something."

*"I don’t even know what I’m saying. He actually wants to find an ally. On that premise, I saved that Werewolf. But honestly, I can’t be his ally. The Lich King’s adoptive son... Do you think I am really the Lich King’s adoptive son?"*

"Aren’t you?"

*Jones glanced back at Dora,* "Yes, but not the kind of adoptive son he imagines. Gray isn’t the kind of Lich King they imagine either. I can’t do what he wants. I should go back early; I really shouldn’t be here. I’m afraid something will happen if I stay too long."

Dora flapped her wings, closely following Jones, watching him cautiously.

On the way back, Jones didn’t retrieve the items hidden in the cave, nor did Dora mention it. They went directly back to the castle.

...

"How’s the brotherhood, my son?" asked Count Dracula.

"Great, everyone is nice to me, Adelle is very enthusiastic," Jones replied casually.

"Do they like the gifts you prepared for them?" Lady Dracula asked.

"They like them," Jones still replied casually.

"That’s good, have you set a date for another visit?"

"Every Friday. They hold brotherhood meetings every Friday."

"My son, you really make your mother so proud."

Lady Dracula happily hugged Jones, touching him with her forehead.

"I’m tired and want to rest."

"Go ahead, rest well, my child."

Before Jones could leave the living room, the castle’s doorbell rang. Soon, the Jones family’s butler walked in, saying, "Madam, sir, there are people from the Sambo Family outside saying they’ve brought gifts."

"Gifts?" Jones was taken aback and quickly went downstairs to the front door.

Sure enough, an iron cage was placed in front of him. frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

Inside the cage was the female werewolf. Her clothes had been changed to a new set, still tattered. The shackles had been put back on.

By the light of the torch at the door, Jones could clearly see the runes on the shackles. These were shackles enhanced with magic.

At this moment, the female werewolf slightly raised her head, glaring at Jones with hostile eyes.

By the cage, there were four Blood Clan members standing guard.

"Ahem, hello, Young Master Jones," one of the Blood Clan servants coughed and said, "We’re here to deliver a gift to you. You forgot to bring it when you left."

Both the Earl and Countess, who arrived soon after, were taken aback.

"Oh, really?" Jones said softly, "Open the cage and let her out."

"This... probably wouldn’t be good," the Blood Clan servant said awkwardly, "Her power isn’t very strong, but it’s not weak either. It might be dangerous to release her casually."

"Alright then, you may leave, I’ll handle it myself."

"Okay, Young Master Jones, we’ll leave now," the leading Blood Clan servant said, handing a set of keys to Jones.

These were the keys to the cage and the shackles on the werewolf.

The four Blood Clan servants bowed respectfully to Jones.

"Thank your family’s young master for Jones," the Countess quickly added.

"Okay, madam," the four Blood Clan servants bowed respectfully to the Countess.

Jones looked somewhat conflicted at the female werewolf in the cage and sighed helplessly.

After the four Blood Clan servants left, the Earl asked curiously, "Why did he give you a werewolf?"

"I asked him for it," Jones replied helplessly.

"Giving you a werewolf at the first meeting shows he values your relationship."

"But what should I do with her?"

"Keep her anywhere? We have enough places. And enough food." The Earl shrugged.

Yes, the Jones family lacked no space; many places were unoccupied. Although Blood Clan members don’t eat human food, the Zombie Guard does. Usually, they would find time to go out and hunt a couple of deer in the forest. Therefore, the Jones family also lacked no food. But now Jones was thinking... how to release her.

...

"Can you understand what I’m saying?"

"Ah—!" The response from the female werewolf was a scream.

"Looks like you don’t understand... Do you think you lost your chance at freedom because of me? Listen carefully, he never intended to give you freedom. If you keep fighting, you’ll only die."

"Ah—!" Through the iron bars, the female werewolf continued to scream hysterically at Jones.

"I want to release you. I don’t need a werewolf slave. You can go anywhere you want; you are free. But you must promise not to attack me or anyone else once you’re released."

"Ah—!" The female werewolf started to slam against the cage, making loud clangs that filled the basement.

*Communication failed, Jones helplessly held his forehead, completely unsure of what to do.*

"Looks like I can only go find Conne; only he understands the barbaric language. But I don’t know if he will help me. After all, he’s not Adelle."

As Jones spoke, the female werewolf continued to growl, staring angrily at Jones.

"Maybe Lord Jones could first find Young Master Adelle, ask Young Master Adelle to find Young Master Conne," Dora suggested from the side.

Jones hesitated, finally shaking his head, "I don’t want to owe him anymore; let’s solve this ourselves."

Jones looked at the key in his hand, thought for a moment, then stepped towards the cage, inserting one of the keys into the lock.

"Lord Jones!" Dora gasped.

"It’s okay, as long as we don’t unlock her shackles, she poses no threat." Jones gently turned the key, opening the cage, "Come out."

The werewolf’s hostile gaze seemed to waver. She clung to the iron bars, staring at Jones.

"Come out, it’s alright. I’ll have Dora get you new clothes and clean you up. But I still can’t unlock the shackles. I have to be completely sure you’re not dangerous first." Although Jones knew the werewolf couldn’t understand him, he continued speaking to her.

Hesitating, the werewolf tentatively stretched out a leg, stepping onto the ground outside the cage.

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