Chapter 96: Bloodline

A few days later, a middle‑aged man in a gray long robe arrived at Robin's room.

His gaze was sharp, and a strong Magic Wave emanated from him.

"Robin, this is Instructor Grey; he will be responsible for guiding your cultivation," Odis introduced.

Instructor Grey nodded, his tone carrying a hint of seriousness: "Robin, I have heard that you can simultaneously wield the powers of a Knight and a Wizard. Such ability is extremely rare, but also very dangerous. If you cannot master this power correctly, it may cause serious harm to yourself."

Robin felt a chill in his heart and solemnly nodded: "I understand; please, Instructor, give me guidance."

Instructor Grey said little else and began the instruction directly. He first tested Robin's Magic Manipulation Ability, then tested the strength of his Life Force.

After a series of tests, a flash of surprise passed through Instructor Grey's eyes.

"Your potential truly is extraordinary," Instructor Grey whispered, "However, your cultivation method is too crude; systematic training is required."

In the days that followed, Robin, under Instructor Grey's guidance, began systematic cultivation.

He not only learned more advanced Magic Power Manipulation Techniques, but also mastered how to combine Life Force and Magic Power to create a stronger combat method.

Unfortunately, the good times were short; after only three days of peace, Grey told Robin, "The Wizard Council has arrived, wanting to inspect the Knights throughout the kingdom. We need to transfer you under the name of a lord in the Western Wolte Province."

Robin's face turned sour: "A nationwide inspection—hiding in the west won't help, will it?"

Grey replied, "Don't worry, the organization has already reached an agreement with that noble; you will return to the family as his illegitimate son."

Robin, not a complete novice, said, "I recall that nobles undergo a bloodline test."

"Of course, before that, you must cooperate with us on this experiment—bloodline transfer!"

Robin's complexion instantly turned pale, a flash of shock in his eyes: "Bloodline transfer? What are you planning to do to me?"

Instructor Grey's expression remained calm, his tone carrying an undeniable seriousness: "Robin, this is the only way the organization has arranged for you. The Wizard Council's power far exceeds your imagination; they have already begun searching nationwide for your trace."

"If you do not change your identity, they will eventually find you. Bloodline transfer does carry some risk, but it is the only method we have to ensure your safety."

Robin clenched his fist, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Instructor Grey's words were not alarmist.

The Wizard Council's power was indeed great, and his current abilities were still insufficient to contend with them.

The notion of bloodline transfer sounded like a forbidden experiment, instinctively unsettling him.

"Bloodline transfer… what exactly is it?" Robin asked softly, his tone bearing a hint of caution.

Instructor Grey reached into his coat and produced a tiny crystal bottle, its contents a dark‑red liquid emitting an eerie glow. He whispered, "Bloodline transfer is an ancient magical ritual that fuses the target's bloodline with that of another family, thereby altering their identity traits.

The ritual requires special magical reagents and complex Incantations, but its effect is striking. Once completed, your bloodline will fully merge with that noble's, and even the Wizard Council's bloodline test will be unable to discern your true identity."

Robin stared at the dark‑red liquid, a vague unease in his heart: "Does this ritual have any side effects?"

The bloodline test is nothing but DNA parentage verification.

Robin's first reaction was simply that the world's nobles still have biological offspring!

Instructor Grey was silent for a moment, then said, "All magical rituals carry some risk. Bloodline transfer may place a burden on your body, and could even be life‑threatening.

However, we have conducted many experiments; the success rate is very high. As long as you cooperate, we can certainly ensure your safety."

Robin took a deep breath, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

His current situation was extremely perilous; if he refused the bloodline transfer, the Wizard Council would eventually find him.

"What if I refuse?" Robin asked softly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"That would be life‑threatening."

Instructor Grey's expression remained calm, but his tone carried a warning: "Robin, you should know that the organization has given you much assistance. If you refuse, we will be unable to continue protecting you. The Wizard Council and the Black Wizard pact will not let you go; your fate will only become worse."

If you refuse, we will no longer be able to protect you. Neither the Wizard Council nor the Black Wizard Pact will let you off, and your fate will only become worse.

Instructor Grey's words were not a threat, but a fact.

He now had no other choice but to accept the organization's arrangement.

"Alright, I agree," Robin said softly, his tone tinged with resignation.

Instructor Grey nodded, his voice carrying a note of commendation: "You are wise, Robin. Bloodline transfer does carry some risk, but it is also your only chance. We will do everything to ensure the ritual's success."

Robin said nothing further, his wariness toward the Round Table Council deepening.

He could no longer turn back; he could only keep moving forward.

That night, Robin was taken to a hidden basement.

In the basement's center stood a complex magical array, surrounded by various strange magical devices and reagents.

Instructor Grey and several other members of the Round Table Council were already waiting there.

"Robin, lie down in the center of the magical array," Instructor Grey whispered.

Robin took a deep breath and, following the instruction, lay in the array's center.

He felt a cold energy rising from the floor, making him shiver involuntarily.

Instructor Grey opened the crystal bottle in his hand and poured the dark‑red liquid into the magical array.

The liquid quickly merged into the array's patterns, emitting an eerie glow.

"Begin." Instructor Grey whispered, then began reciting an ancient Incantation.

As the Incantation progressed, the array's light grew brighter, and Robin felt a powerful energy surge into his body.

His body began to convulse violently, as if countless needles were piercing his bloodline.

The intense pain made it hard to breathe, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself to endure.

"Hold on, Robin!" Instructor Grey's voice echoed from a distance, as if through a thick veil of mist.

Robin's consciousness gradually blurred, and he felt his bloodline being forcibly altered.

At the critical moment, his cultivated Dragon Devouring Breathing Method automatically activated, accelerating the absorption of the bloodline.

Then, Robin felt his soul torn apart, then reassembled.

His mind flashed countless images, as if he saw the noble's family history and bloodline inheritance.

Countless images flashed through his mind, as if he were seeing the noble family's history and bloodline inheritance.

(End of chapter)