Carrots and sticks, the tried and true thod to train a donkey.
Similarly, this was also effective with humans.
In fact, it worked even better on humans than on donkeys.
Because—
Most people were not as stubborn as donkeys, yet they were smarter.
Arthur knew this early on during his ti at the orphanage.
The caregivers would reward well-behaved children with a piece of candy for napping on ti, but noisy children received neither candy nor a slap on the wrist.
Arthur, of course, was well-behaved and often considered a good child.
So, he would take his naps obediently but would start a discussion beforehand to keep the excitable children arguing among themselves.
Then, he would reap a dozen or so pieces of candy.
Arthur would save half of them to savor the sweetness.
And the other half?
He naturally gave those to the children who were slapped on the wrist, earning their genuine defense and ensuring that he was always in a convenient position.
However, river pirates and naive children were not the sa.
Children, once they felt and knew pain, rembered it.
River pirates?
They would never rember without experiencing a soul-searing agony.
Oh, Arthur was clever!
To ensure that Hazlitt had a good mory, the young Southern Lost Spirit dium allowed Hazlitt to experience absolute pain—
[Na: Blood of the Night]
[Type: Jewel]
[Quality: Hero]
[Attributes: 1. Absorption; 2. Vitality]
[Requirents: None]
[Remarks: In the Holy Era, the Blood Duke personally crafted this prop for his thirteen descendants, hoping they could rely on it to evade the pursuit of The Holy Court. However, the young Bloodline Clan didn't see it that way; they saw it as a ans to establish their rit and honor. In the following century, within the territories directly governed by The Holy Court, they initiated nurous 'bloody tides'...]
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[Absorption: Within a 2000-ter radius with the bead holder at the center, creatures with a physique lower than 1 will have their fresh blood absorbed. Moreover, as the radius is decreased, the physique threshold increases. When targeting a single creature, a physique and spirituality roll of 10 is required to evade absorption. Only if both rolls are successful, can one escape the absorption]
[Vitality: The absorbed fresh blood is converted into pure vitality, healing injuries or nourishing the bead holder's physique. Current Vitality Value: 1024]
（Note 1: Using Absorption and Vitality consus physical strength, and even with vitality replenishnt, it will not cure the sense of fatigue—any spiritually endowed person can use this prop, but it only manifests its true power in the hands of the Blood Descendants. They can use stored vitality to counteract the physical strength they should consu, significantly reduce fatigue, greatly enhance absorption rate, and interrupt absorption or vitality at any ti.）
（Note 2: During Absorption, the target will experience imnse pain.）
（Note 3: The full blood of an adult can be converted into 4-5 points of vitality.）
（Note 4: The upper limit of vitality value is 99999.）
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This Treasure Bead was incidentally obtained from Delpock at Port Doldot.
Naturally, it beca one of the staple props of the Blood Descendants.
Arthur didn't want to refrain from using it.
The Vitality trait of the [Blood of the Night] bead was sothing Arthur coveted greatly.
With this bead in possession, it was akin to having several extra lives.
But with the Lady of Sorrow around, Arthur had to be cautious—at least until her death, he needed to maintain a clear distinction from the Blood Descendants.
But it wouldn't be long now.
Arthur estimated that the ti would not be extensive.
The Lady of Sorrow was not one to endure.
She would definitely seek to escape her cage as quickly as possible.
Her helpers might even be close by now.
Thinking this, Arthur controlled the Blood Descendant to look at Hazlitt, who showed signs of submission.
Having beco young again and obtained a more fundantal power, the figure was born from pain and harvest into obedience—Arthur was certain that just a few more tis like this, and the other party would beco utterly devoted.
Unfortunately...
He didn't have the ti.
But, he had a more convenient thod—
"This is the advance on your reward, understand?"
Exactly the sa, still so cold.
But Hazlitt didn't care anymore.
His own master was just reticent, his sparing words fostering such a tone, but his master was absolutely clear in reward and punishnt.
And that was enough.
"Understood!"
This ti, Hazlitt responded with conviction.
Even though, deep down, this forr river pirate was still wondering what task he had to perform.
The next mont, the once river pirate saw the contract.
A contract to serve the Southern Lost Spirit dium.
"I owe him another favor, you need to help him, to repay the favor for —and that is the task for which you've received an advance on your reward," said the 'Blood Descendant'.
Hazlitt picked up the contract and scrutinized it carefully; upon discovering there were no excessive terms, he imdiately breathed a sigh of relief.
"It is my honor to serve my master," he said.
Without hesitation, Hazlitt signed his na on the docunt.
And just as Hazlitt signed his na, Arthur learned from the contract that this was the other party's first ti signing such an agreent—this was a clause of the contract that Arthur had specifically added to avoid so loopholes.
Originally, it was for Abel.
But now, it made a lot of things easier.
At least, Arthur knew that the Hazlitt before him was more cautious than expected, having not engaged in any in-depth cooperation with the Little Lion.
'It must've been just a superficial mutual benefit partnership.
Or simply so sort of commission.'
Arthur thought to himself as he continued to control the 'Blood Descendant' and spoke.
"Once you complete the task on the contract, continue to operate in the Inland River as a 'Blood Knight'."
Hazlitt had no objections to such an order.
He had wanted to retire because he felt the marks of age forcing him into retirent.
But now?
He felt stronger than he did twenty years ago.
Under these circumstances, how could he possibly retire?
"Yes, master," he said.
Hazlitt bowed in response.
The 'Blood Descendant' nodded, glanced over Sean and Bonte, and then turned into a mist, dissipating directly within the tent—of course, the Southern Lost Spirit dium did not forget to have the 'Blood Descendant' take the 'Bloodline Clan' props and secret technique contributed by Hazlitt.
When the 'Blood Descendant' swept his gaze over them, Sean and Bonte both felt a tightening in their hearts.
It was the psychological pressure created by a gap in strength.
However, the two qualified mbers of the Black Cat Faction didn't let this make them forget the most important thing.
Sean took out a ssenger Stone and handed it to Bonte—the ssenger Stone was guarded by Sean, but activating it required Bonte's 'Spirituality'.
This was a safety asure.
After all, they couldn't predict the unexpected.
Fortunately, the task was successfully completed this ti.
Thinking this, Bonte didn't hesitate, he grabbed the ssenger Stone and said directly—
"It's done, boss!"
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