The Lich of Glory Knight Spirit: Moving towards Krimasha!-Chapter 255 - 15: The Love of the Blood Clan Lord_2

"Dear Jones, is that captured castle really yours? I heard Yilin didn’t lend you money. Are you trying to drag us into hunting the Hydra for someone else to earn money because you couldn’t borrow any? Such behavior is shameful."

"Idiot Jones, do you think I have time to deal with your crap right now?"

"Read. Ignored."

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

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"Who are you?"

Under the crimson moonlight, Jones and Dora sat in the room together, opening letter after letter. Their expressions went from excitement to...

Having read all the letters, they both fell silent, staring at each other expressionlessly.

It was clear that Jones had overestimated his position in the Silver Moon Knight Order.

"Lord Jones, what should we do?" Dora was almost in tears.

Jones said gravely, "It seems we will have to solve this ourselves. Nothing can stop me! Nothing! A Hydra is nothing! Doesn’t count! "

...

"I’ve thought it over, I am willing to be your servant, ma’am." Jones said, smiling at the Hydra. Despite his smile, he was sweating profusely.

The Hydra’s nine heads all looked at him suspiciously.

"Really?"

"Didn’t you say I should wait to die?"

"Where are your helpers?"

"You’re not going to fight?"

"No, ma’am. I am a civilized Blood Clan Lord, Blood Clan Lords don’t fight. That’s what uncouth people do," Jones swore, "I guess you’re a civilized Hydra too, right?"

"Not at all, I’m not civilized."

"I’ve eaten a lot of weird things, including Blood Clan members."

"To reiterate, this castle is mine."

"I am willing to accept you as my servant."

"But I advise you not to play any tricks, or I’ll eat you." One of the heads showed its fangs to Jones, a mouth large enough to swallow him whole.

"Rest assured, I sincerely want to be your servant, ma’am," Jones said, smiling while wiping his sweat.

Beside him, Dora quietly tugged Jones’s sleeve, "Lord Jones, are we really going to become its servants?"

*Jones lowered his voice and whispered, "We’re just deceiving it. After all, we need this castle. As long as we do whatever it asks, the rest will take care of itself. We can develop this place and make money. I must repay the interest, and the loan. And when we get close enough, we might have a chance to retake the castle... This is a win-win strategy, isn’t it?"*

"I don’t think so," Dora nervously looked at the Hydra.

"What are you two whispering about?"

"We’re discussing how to make you happier, ma’am. After all, we have never been servants to a Hydra before; it takes some time. We hope you can understand,"

"Alright, hurry up with your discussion. I’m waiting for good news and hope you’re more creative," the Hydra said, swaying its heads.

"But..." Dora whispered, "Isn’t this deceit? Lord Jones is also a knight. If the Lich King finds out, he will definitely be unhappy."

"Who cares if he’s unhappy? All I want is my castle! Understand? That’s my castle!" Jones said fiercely, eyes widened, "Just don’t tell him! Only we know about this!"

"Okay, Lord Jones." Dora instinctively touched her lips.

"Ma’am, where should we start?" Jones whistled, pretending to walk casually to the castle door, "As your servant, I think I should familiarize myself with the working environment. You wouldn’t swallow me when I walk in, would you?"

"No, you’re too small, not enough for a dessert."

The tiny castle still had a small moat and a drawbridge at its entrance.

From a distance, Dora stood watching, worried for Jones.

Just as he reached the door, Jones stopped because he smelled something foul.

"What’s wrong? Are you still afraid I’ll eat you?" One of the Hydra’s heads stretched out from the window, nearly filling it with its diameter.

"No, I’m just a bit excited, it’s my first day," Jones forced a smile and stepped onto the drawbridge.

The Hydra was massive, each head nearly as wide as the castle’s windows, its girth comparable to that of a carriage.

The castle was small. No garden, no stable, nothing. Just a single building and four towers. In the middle, there was a three-story-high hall with numerous windows. With a Hydra inside, there was barely any space left.

From one side of the hall, a staircase led up to about a dozen rooms of varying sizes. That’s about it; the castle was very simple. Only the main door allowed the Hydra to enter and exit due to its immense girth.

Furniture, don’t expect any, with a Hydra here. Considering yourself lucky if you find wood chips.

Soon, Jones found the source of the stench... He looked expressionlessly at the master bedroom filled with dark objects.

The castle’s master bedroom had become the Hydra’s toilet. Yes, toilet. The Hydra was big enough that the entire room was filled with feces.

Returning to the stairs, Jones held back his anger and gently asked, "Ma’am, could I ask what’s going on with the master bedroom? Why is it full of... excrement."

All nine heads of the Hydra stared at Jones and began talking at once.

"Snakes fear the cold, didn’t you know?"

"You don’t expect me to go out to the toilet in the cold, do you?"

"Every castle should have a toilet, this one should too."

"From now on, cleaning excrement is also your job."

"Better clean quickly, or I’ll have no place left to poop. You don’t expect me to poop in my own ’room,’ do you?"

After a minute of freezing, Jones smiled slightly, "*Okay, I understand, ma’am. I will build you a new toilet. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.*"

"Also, I’m hungry now, you better go catch some deer."

"Or I might swallow you."

"Catch a Nine-headed Deer."

"Or I might swallow you even if I don’t get a deer head."

"You look like free labor anyway, we don’t want to eat you yet. For your safety, please pay attention."

Jones deeply inhaled and said, "Alright, ma’am. As you command, ma’am."

...

"Too outrageous! Can’t poop in its own room, so it poops in mine? And that room isn’t even its room! That’s my castle hall! My castle hall! It wants me to shovel its poop! Not only do I have to hunt for it, but I also have to clean up after its poop! I will kill it! I will kill it—I didn’t even know snake poop was so disgusting!"

On the cliff, Jones revealed a ferocious vampire face in the moonlight, roaring in anger.

"What should we do now?" Dora asked.

"Let’s hunt a Nine-headed Deer first." Tears welled in Jones’s eyes, clenching his fists, he said, "*I’ve succeeded in fooling it! We need to endure! To repay loans, to reclaim the castle, we must endure! Show our determination, endure until we kill it, and make snake soup!*"

"Alright! Lord Jones!" Dora nodded heavily.

The two little vampires began fluttering their wings in search of deer.

Under the crimson moonlight, the simple castle exuded a unique charm. The love of a Blood Clan Lord was full of tragic colors.

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