On the table with mahogany color, a kerosene lamp emits a bright light.

Although it is much better than candles or something, Fang Yuan still feels a little uncomfortable.

He was writing something at his desk, and after a long time, he put down his pen and rubbed his eyebrows.

Under him, there is a yellowed parchment book. Although it is more expensive than paper books, it can be stored for a longer time after special treatment and is not afraid of insect pests.

In a vague way, you can also see the black ink handwriting on it, using big dry words. This encryption method ensures that no one can understand it even if it leaks.

"In the magician family, women often dominate... The distribution of power like an ancient matriarchal clan reminds people of the mother of reproduction."

"Actually... according to my observation, this is also related to the concentration of blood power and power!"

"The parents are extraordinary, regardless of whether they are considered mixed blood, the bloodline comes from the patriarchal or maternal lineage, which is naturally very different. The advantage of the fetus being pregnant in the mother's body for ten months is enough to create a foundation that ordinary blood descends beyond the reach of... Therefore, in the magician family, the status of women is very important, and they often gain dominance..."

"The Black Scale Club in John Town should be a "Night Demon" series among the Black Night Family, a human form, with a high bloodline covered with scales."

...

Fang Yuan had not lie to Ferrona before.

He is indeed a wild zoologist, but the subjects he is studying are just a little different.

At this time, Ferona was also included in the observation target.

At the end of the notes, there was another topic and conjecture. Fang Yuan wrote a line of big words on the essence of ordinary people's domestication of blood with firm notes!

Although the magicians gain power from their bloodlines, they are in danger of demonization, but after generations and dozens of generations, they can completely overcome various defects and even use their bloodlines very high. The excellent ones are completely comparable to the source, which is naturally worth studying.

What's more, there is Pitt's example in front.

As an ordinary person, it is completely incredible that he can accept the parasites of the fudo corpse and even defeat the chaotic will inside.

"Next... the direction of my research should be how to enable ordinary people to safely obtain the bloodline of the Night Family and mass craftsman!"

Fang Yuan pondered.

In fact, this is also a kind of practice of the way of creation, not to mention that the concepts and operating methods contained in it are also very inspiring for him to refine the source power.

"It's a black scale club, but the samples are still insufficient... I need a lot of magician information, even bloodlines, and even direct descendants to come for me to study..."

He shook his head, feeling his thoughts a little arrogant.

If he wanted to do this, he could not withstand the backlash of so many magician families alone. It would be almost the same if he had been a demon hunter union.

"Blood transplant... I believe there must be people in the magician family who are studying this thing..."

Fang Yuan was thinking when he suddenly heard a knock on the door: "Mr. Hulk, it's time to come out for dinner."

"OK, thanks!"

He closed the notes and came to the restaurant.

Mayor Bedo's wooden villa is indeed very good, and as he said before, there are only three people living in the huge house, which looks very empty.

"Come on, try the horse meat sausage I made!"

Bedor surrounded the apron, held up several trays, and after opening the silver lid, a fragrance came to his nose.

"very nice!"

Fang Yuan picked up the knife and fork and tasted it, and suddenly felt the taste was very wonderful.

"Haha...I know!"

Bedo drank rye beer in big mouthfuls: "Ferona's mother also liked my craft very much, alas..."

He sighed, looking at his usually lively daughter suddenly became silent, and his eyes suddenly turned: "Hulk Scholar, look at my daughter Ferrona, how about her?"

"Father!"

The girl obviously didn't expect to be attacked like this, and a mouthful of milk almost spurted out: "What do you want to do?"

"Ferona, a very cheerful and lively girl!"

Fang Yuan smiled and looked joking.

As he looked at him, Ferona's face turned even red, making Beddo's heart move and shouted that there was something to do.

He was worried about his daughter's marriage and had a grimace to his hair. Unfortunately, Ferrona was too arrogant and looked down on anyone.

Although he knew that his daughter was special, just like her mother, and even a senior in a secret association, Bedot was still used to thinking about problems from the perspective of a human father.

‘My daughter has never had any interest in men of the same age. She is rarely shy this time. She must stay with Mr. Hulk for a few more days. Even if it fails in the end, it will be very good to change some of Ferrona’s ideas.’

Bedo thought silently, his expression became even more ambiguous.

Bang!

Finally, Ferona could no longer bear it, and slapped the dining table suddenly, and a large number of tableware jumped.

"Feel sorry……"

Seeing the eyes of her father and Fang Yuan, her face turned red and hot, and she almost wanted to escape in panic.

At this time, pointing at Fang Yuan: "You... remember to come out tonight, our president wants to see you!"

"Honored!"

Fang Yuan slowly tasted the sausage, and wiped his mouth with a napkin and said slowly.

‘It’s going to be dead, how can a man look so good at eating...’

Ferona cursed herself in her heart and ran into the room quickly. She even came to the closet by a tragic way, looking for the floral skirt that she had not known where she had been thrown.

As a result, when she went out at night, she still looked a little dazed and muttered: "Damn the skirt..."

"What did you say?"

Fang Yuan was wearing a hunter suit, and the starry night on his back wrapped around a cloth strip, looking like he was carrying a wooden board.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about how to tell you something about our Black Scale Club..." Ferrona said in a panic.

"Oh? Then I'll listen carefully!" Fang Yuan smiled.

"We have several factions in the Black Scale Club. It seems that my mother was the chief of a faction who was qualified to compete for the position of president... Below each chief, there is also the 'Scale', and I am one of them... Wait a minute, why should I tell you this?"

The girl in the magician said reflexively, then she shuddered: "Was it possible... what spell did you use to me? I heard that among you witch hunters, there is a book called "Pink Book", which records many methods specifically for confusing women..."

“Absolutely no…”

Fang Yuan almost laughed out loud, and his impression of this female knight changed three times a day, from being resolute and decisive to being innocent and silly.

‘If the artists all have this kind of quality, then the world might be much more peaceful…’

While chatting and laughing, he followed Ferrona and had already left the center of John's town and came to a remote manor.

The manor stands alone on a hill, with a large area and even a circle of walls. If you dig a trench and reinforce some buildings, it will be a small castle.

"arrive!"

Ferona stepped forward and called the door, while Fang Yuan looked at the small castle with a smile on his face.

The divine thought he was chasing was in this castle!

"Stir...it's the witch hunter!"

The two walked into the gate, and there were no torches or lighting inside, and it was pitch black.

But in the darkness, a large number of figures surrounded him.

"Be careful...he's amazing!"

"I want to taste the taste of the flesh and blood of the witcher..."

"Haha...you just say it, haven't you seen that Ferrona brought him in? This is the person the president wants to meet!"

The Night Demon Man has dark vision, and even in the darkness, he can see things.

The night is the best cover for them.

No matter what identity he is during the day, no one can discover it at night.

But this is only for ordinary people!

"Hmph! Is this the Black Scale Club's hospitality method?" A golden light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, and a powerful aura suddenly emerged, sweeping like a typhoon.

"ah!"

As they screamed, many night demon blood descendants fell down like they were harvesting wheat.

raging!

At this time, Fang Yuan lit several more molten bottles and threw them into the stone lamp next to him.

Suddenly, the fire shone, and a slightly messy square appeared.

Many night demon blood descendants screamed and quickly shrank into the shadows, as if only there could comfort them.

Fang Yuan's eyes turned around and he immediately saw several familiar faces, all of whom had met in the town.

Of course, at this time, they all had more or less changes on their bodies, with scales emerging and even black horns growing.

"The witch hunter...you have violated the taboo here!"
To be continued...