I Become Baby Mafia Boss

Chapter 1272 "Wilhelm’s Secret"( Preview)



Chapter 1272 "Wilhelm’s Secret"( Preview)

Hearing all Wilhelm's casual words, Joan's worldview was shattered, but she also broadened her mind.

She had lived for a long time, yet she still had a swallow understanding of the blood clan.

The blood clan was never afraid of fighting the celestials.

Instead of detouring and hiding, they wanted to face the celestials once and for all instead.

Thinking like this, Joan immediately used a special commutation device to tell the elders of the kingdom all about the current situation.

After that, she let go of her phone and looked at Jake, who coincidentally was also looking at her.

Once Jake found out that his grandma actually lifted her head and looked at him, he immediately blinked with a certain rhythm, giving a secret signal that only the Billios Family knew.

SOS! Danger!

Jake could only send this kind of short signal, but after telling his grandma that he was in danger, he quickly let go of the control of the body and hid inside the broken 'cage'.

Jake was too skilful, and even Zenith didn't find anything wrong, but Wilhelm suddenly looked at Jake with a grin on his face.

This kid, the current family head of the Billios Family, is quite powerful.

Usually, it was hard to break free from a puppet master's control, especially in the hands of a master who mixed puppet technique and mind control like Zenith.

But Jake could quickly break free, and instead of alarming the celestial, he still pretended to be controlled.

This guy is quite smart!

Jake didn't know that Wilhelm secretly praised him, and the three celestials also didn't see the three spirits around Joan at all.

They only felt that there was a stinky smell of a blood clan around them— the smell of blood.

But hey, this old woman with a young face must be the one who stinks of a blood clan's member.

After all, she mingled with those vampires all day long, so it was inevitable that she got their smell on her body.

The three celestials didn't even think that the smell might come from a certain spirit who was also a blood clan member.

While waiting for Jake to finish his work, Joan also waited for the elders to respond to her message, but she didn't sit still.

It was rare that Wilhelm, this lazy bug, was so chatty. Thus, Joan couldn't help but ask a few more questions.

[That, young master. When the war starts, will you also join?]

Joan was already sure that the second war between the blood clan and the celestials would happen sooner or later.

So, she was curious whether this lazy boy would join or not.

After all, although she could easily borrow his puppet ability in a fight, it was different from the boy directly possessing her body.

Hearing this question, Wilhelm, who was rarely in the mood to chat, curled the corner of his lips and laughed softly.

[This young master is too lazy to fight. If you can use my ability to fight on my behalf, why should I personally possess your body?]

As a qualified shaman, Joan was more than enough to fully use his puppet ability to the max.

This woman was secretly called a supreme shaman for a reason.

Joan had already guessed Wilhelm's response, so she wasn't really disappointed.

But there was still one more question that she had been itching to ask in her whole life...

Unfortunately, Wilhelm usually spent his time lazying around or sleeping, and she didn't have time to have a deep conversation with him like now.

So...this is the chance to ask!

[Then, young master. I...I am curious about one thing.]

Joan held her breath and silently looked at her phone so as not to look at the 'empty' couch across from her couch.

[That...why didn't you get revived?]

Yes. This is the question.

Wilhelm, as a pure-blood vampire, should be able to resurrect from the dead, but unlike other blood clan members who did this to continue their bloodline...

The little boy refused to be revived and said that he would be the blood clan's little guardian spirit.

He would connect the blood clan to the spirits, who usually hated them.

And Wilhelm did what he promised. Maybe either using his cuteness or coercion.

Anyway, there were more and more shamans in their clan when the spirits feared their blood clan's blood.

It was also strange that Wilhelm, as a pure-blood vampire, should be able to control blood like other people.

But in his spirit state, he didn't have blood and could only control other people's blood, right?

That means he could only control the shaman's blood without possessing Joan, but so far, Joan hadn't seen Wilhelm using this ability.

After all, without possessing a shaman, a spirit could only attack fellow spirits or shamans.

Even if they could materialize.

If they attacked non-shamans without the help of their own contracted shamans, they would have to pay a certain price.

But anyway, even when Wilhelm occasionally possessed her body for fun, Wilhelm never used this unique ability belonging to the pure-blood vampires.

This boy...is strange from head to toe!

Wilhelm didn't know Joan's feelings and only heard the first question related to his decision to stay as a spirit and not be revived.

Regarding this....

Wilhelm looked nostalgic, but soon, he laughed once more while pinching the ear of his rabbit plushie.

[I'm simply too lazy to continue that kind of life of getting resurrected after each death.]

Wilhelm's answer was surprisingly simple.

He's too lazy to be a rare pure-blood clan member who also has a lot of responsibilities!

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