To avoid being bled, I really went all out. I told them straight to their faces: "If any of you dares to shed this Holy Son's blood, mark my words, I will make sure we perish together. As long as this Holy Son meets his end here, every single member of your clan—young and old alike—will be buried with me."
"We royal scions are noble from birth; how could you mere mortals ever dare to covet us? My bloodline is something you are even less worthy of possessing. If you dare to marry into my bloodline, I'm just afraid you'll have the life to take a wife, but no life left to enjoy it."
"If you know what's good for you, hurry up and release this Holy Son, and treat me to the finest food and drink. Once this Holy Son is done having his fun, perhaps I might deign to take one or two of your cleverest girls as maidservants—that alone would be the blessing of eight lifetimes for your entire lineage."
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