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"Seeing you doing everything as usual has made me feel at ease. Over the past few years, external and internal hatred and dissatisfaction with me have shifted after the civil war. If people other than yours could trust me, I don't know how many times I would have to die."

Abraham Lincoln had retired from the presidency for several years. Although he escaped an assassination attempt after the Civil War ended and the South surrendered, relying on the protection of Jack, the captain of the family guard sent by James, the following four years were still turbulent.

If President Lincoln had been assassinated by the South after the war, all the negative emotions and conflicts of the war would have been eliminated to the greatest extent. The hatred of the plantation slave owners in the South towards the Union would also have been greatly subdued, and the division of the country after the Civil War would have subsided. It will also be bridged to a certain extent.

Lincoln will also become the most legendary president and great man in American history because of the grief of being assassinated immediately after his victory.

But President Lincoln, who survived, had to endure the boundless hatred of the old bourgeoisie outside, and the resistance of the top federal officials internally to his promotion of post-emancipation rights issues for slaves. White people have no good impression of him, and black people are still struggling to survive in a muddle-headed way.

During his four-year term, Lincoln continued to face assassinations and accidents. It was all thanks to the overt and covert protection arranged by James' private armed forces of the Howlett family to keep Lincoln and his family safe.

"Your safety during the presidential term is relatively high. After all, you are the president of the United States of America. Even if some people want to do it, they can't go too far. Once they become the former president, well, there is nothing they dare not do except those who can't think of it. .”

James sank into the sofa carelessly, holding a cigar in one hand and shaking an empty wine glass gently in the other. Daniel beside him conveniently added some more whiskey to him. Lincoln came to Howlett's old house and met Daniel We hit it off right away. There is not much age difference between the two of us, and we can chat very well together on weekdays.

Lincoln observed James with interest, scratched his white beard, and said with a smile: "So you wrote me a letter and invited me to your family's old house to 'stay' for a few days, and immediately took it with you Mary and the children came over. Thinking about it, if something really happened to me, their life would definitely not be easy."

"It's you, James, you have become a little different." The former president said with a hint of curiosity.

"Getting shorter?"

After James returned to Huajing, he changed his bones again. Taking this opportunity, he controlled his body to compress his bones and body shape, maintaining a state of just over 1.9 meters.

This state requires a certain amount of strength to be suppressed. After complete liberation, it will still turn into a little giant over two meters three, but at least it will be much more convenient for daily life.

Although his body is still burly, he looks very naturally beautiful. His hair is longer, his temperament is rough but his facial features are delicate, his canine teeth are slightly sharp, and his face is handsome and masculine, but with a somewhat strange beauty.

After further improving his boxing skills, James should be able to truly control the changes and growth of his body structure and no longer need to self-seal part of his strength like this.

"No."

Daniel on the side took over the conversation while drinking gin, and said seriously: "Your whole temperament and even personality are different. You seem to be no longer so heavy."

James smiled.

"Sounds like a good thing."

After more than five years, James finally solved the hidden dangers of the vampire power in his body. He rejected all the vampire source blood, and his body was completely transparent. However, some passive improvements to his physical speed and nerve response still existed. This It is the result of James' body adapting to evolution.

Fortunately, five years was not too long, and he could still spend some time with his friends. O'Hara stayed with him all the time. After returning to normal, the two lived together until she grew old, maybe Huge difference in life level, they didn't leave a single child.

Butler Wayne is already old. He is slowly just staying in the old house to recuperate and not getting involved in the Howlett family's various industries. His son Casper Foss has taken over more of the business. Sper is a few years younger than James, but looks much more mature.

After Mr. Vane has completely lost his energy and put on his monocle and put on his tuxedo to serve breakfast to James, Mr. Casper will take over the job again.

Mr. Daniel did not concentrate on the affairs of the Howlett family for too long. He was a restless person and was always restless in his heart.

But he would never go to some desolate and barbaric place in pain. He spent several years traveling in Europe, enjoying his life, and the Howlett family paid for his arbitrary expenses for the rest of his life.

Including those members of the expedition who did or did not come back, their families could receive a considerable amount of wealth.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Danielle unexpectedly had a son in old age, and brought back a charming and considerate wife and a pair of children from France. They settled in New York and lived a very comfortable life. He completely lost the energy to worry about it and concentrated on writing. An autobiographical adventure travelogue.

Abraham Lincoln lived at Howlett Hall for several years, writing on civil rights and civil law, his specialty being law.

James' legal understanding of some modern concepts also gave him a lot of inspiration. Under James's advice and operation, his two younger sons changed their names and went to college in New York one after another.

In his later years, Lincoln hoped to visit his hometown, Hardin County, Kentucky, where he was born, Indiana, where he grew up, and Illinois, where he met and fell in love with Mary and worked there for a long time.

James accompanied him to some places and saw a lot of the actual conditions in various states in the United States. Finally, Lincoln took Mary back to Washington. He said that he would die decently as a former president, even if he died by assassination.

In the end, President Abraham Lincoln, the 16th president of the United States of America, who ended the American Civil War and liberated the black slaves, died peacefully at home.

It didn't take long for the Howlett family to break through the final technical difficulty of the gasoline internal combustion engine after the return of the head of the family, James. In the late nineteenth century, the world of human industrial capital began to undergo earth-shattering changes.

While sailing on the Mediterranean Sea from Athens on a new internal combustion engine ship, James suddenly felt enlightened. It seemed that this moment was infinitely close to the modern life he had experienced.

It only takes three days from Piraeus Port to Alexandria Port in Cairo. During these three days, you can also enjoy the unique scenery of the Mediterranean Sea.

Over the years, he had long been tired of the academic atmosphere of the so-called famous historical schools in Europe, and this reminded him of the martial arts sect he cherished.

Oxford, the oldest institution, looked down on all other emerging universities and schools, and the identity selection process for admission was outrageously complicated. It took James a long time to find a suitable British aristocratic identity for admission.

And universities like Cambridge, Munich, Germany, Karolinska Institutet in Stockholm, and the youngest Royal Institute of Technology in Zurich each have strong disciplines, and are on guard against other colleges, while at the same time they do not hesitate to study all day long. Academic quarrel.

Therefore, he had to change his identity every two or three years to sneak into the new college. This really annoyed James, and sometimes he would mess up his name to hide his identity.

Fortunately, these more than ten years of academic travel in Europe have finally come to an end. Now he is itching all over his body and urgently needs to relax his muscles and bones.

After arriving in Cairo, go all the way south to appreciate the Egyptian scenery, study some myths or history that may actually exist, and then go all the way to a place between Kenya and Uganda to find an indigenous tribe that has been sneaking around for thousands of years and hope that they will perform well.

Helwan is very close to Luo and is known as Egypt's second city, but James already has too many hopes for this ancient country that once had one of the most magnificent civilizations of mankind.

Apart from various historical monuments and the Pharaoh's pyramid tombs, there was nothing of interest to James. The dilapidated houses and numb eyes made him feel sorry for this colonial country.

He did not stop at Helwando. He looked at the map and planned to reach Sudan first. At his current speed, it only takes three or two days to get there all the way south, which is much faster than the fastest means of transportation that can be found here.

Not long after he came out and only ran about a hundred kilometers, James suddenly felt his thoughts jump.

Over the years, his beast perception has never had an idea. After all, this ability is more sensitive to things that threaten him, but the feeling at this moment is also a bit strange. It's not a sense of crisis, but a kind of curiosity.

James wandered around the town called Vasita. The town was going to be very lively. A traveling circus troupe came here. Except there were not many animals and beasts like the circus, there were more weird skills and curiosity. The "landscape."

Sword swallowing, fire eating, cartilage, dwarf, giant, four legs

He shook his head in a boring way, it was all old-fashioned and low-level sideshows and freak shows.

"The devil from hell! A living devil! This must be a scene you will never forget in your life."

The owner of the circus troupe yelled hard at the end. He seemed to realize that if he didn't release some "hard goods", it might be difficult for this small town, which was not wealthy, to get any copper coins. He rolled out a ball with many iron balls wrapped around it. The outside of the cage is covered with a curtain painted with a red-skinned long-tailed devil. The devil has a ferocious face and sharp teeth and a long tongue.

"The painting is pretty good." James muttered to himself.

Uh-huh!

Seeing that the suspense was brewing, the boss opened the curtain. After a while, a burst of mocking laughter burst out from the crowd. The cage was empty except for a few shackles shaking tremblingly.

James turned and left. Behind him, the troupe owner hurriedly shouted to the other actors and assistants, as if he was going to catch something. He grinned, thinking that it might be an animal like a mandrill that had put on the so-called devil's gimmick.

As they were about to reach the town entrance, James looked around, took out a map and compared it to determine the direction.

The hair on his neck suddenly exploded. He squinted his eyes and quickly located a half-covered barn that looked abandoned for a long time.

puff.

James clearly heard a strange muffled sound outside the barn door. He slowly pushed the door open and entered. The barn was empty, except for a few old rakes and rakes leaning crookedly in the corners. He He suddenly raised his head and saw a dark red shadow disappearing with a pop.

His awareness felt the landing point of the figure, and his eyes quickly followed it. The small red figure seemed not to understand why he was always being stared at. It flashed and changed its direction one after another, with a slight dullness every time. There was a loud noise and wisps of black smoke.

James swayed and jumped onto the roof beam on the right. His speed was a few minutes faster than the red figure. His left hand lightly rested on the roof beam, and his right hand grasped a dry and slender arm before falling down.

It was a "child" with blood-red skin. His big head was in exaggerated proportion to his skinny body with no flesh at all. He had black eyes and black hair, long dark yellow nails, and a brown and black linen rag surrounding his crotch. There was also a thin tail waving behind him.

"Hi! Ha!"

The "child" kept howling, and his body kept shaking, as if he was about to disappear from James' hands the next moment, but was held back by something. Black smoke was rising from his body crazily, and it didn't take long for him to stop struggling from exhaustion. His face was pitiful, and his big eyes were filled with tears that kept spinning.

"Hey, don't be afraid. It's okay. I won't do anything to you." James comforted the little poor man softly. He slowly let go of his hand and said softly: "Look, I let go of my hand." Come on, it doesn’t matter, are you hungry or do you want to eat?”

I don't know if it was James' comfort that worked, or the kid just exhausted his strength. He didn't escape in a blink of an eye. He just quickly crawled on the ground using his hands and feet to the shabby door in the corner of the room, with his big head exposed, and blinked. He closed his eyes and stared at the oil paper package James took out from his arms.

"This is food. Smell it. It's very fragrant." James took out the wrapped pie and broke it open. The tangy aroma of the meat made the child sniff. He looked at it in disbelief. James handed the food in front of him and tentatively stretched out his somewhat dirty red hand.

"Uh-huh-huh-huh"

Seeing him immersed in eating, James smiled happily. He handed over the remaining half and asked softly: "Can you speak? Can you understand me? What's your name?"

"Asazo, Asazo."

"Azazel, um." James frowned as if he was thinking about something, and said softly to himself: "It sounds like Hebrew, it should be Azazel, Azazo, a way of saying the devil. , it’s not a good name, huh, but it’s appropriate.”

Over the years, James has mastered many languages ​​in order to read the historical records of various nations or civilizations.

The kid who called himself Asazo had finished the entire pie in a matter of seconds. His tiny neck seemed to be choked, and he stretched his head, patted his chest randomly, and hummed.

James naturally wiped his back with his hand, and most of the food that the kid was choking on went down. He took out a water bag and handed it to him. He felt that the kid felt like a skeleton covered with dry skin. human skin.

He carefully looked at the dense green and black whip marks all over Asazuo's body, and his eyes turned evil.

Asazuo, who had eaten and drank enough, suddenly felt at a loss. Like a panicked little beast, he subconsciously grabbed some tattered knitting in his pocket to cover his small body.

James understood inexplicably what the child was afraid of, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, look."

He stretched out his right arm, pulled the cuff higher, and slowly released three ferocious long bone claws and arm shield. Asazo stared at the bones growing on his arm with bright eyes, without blinking.

He stretched out his hand tentatively with some fear, and touched the sharp claw lightly with his fingertips, then stroked the bone shield more boldly, his tail swayed excitedly, and he couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry.

James stretched out his left hand again, opened his palm to Asazzo, and watched the red and ugly child slowly put his hand up.

"Go over here and take a look, hurry up! What can't you do? Eat what can't be eaten!"

"Boss! Here, look at this man, he..." A vaudeville boy looked at the tall man coming out of the barn. He had something wrapped in a cloak in his arms, and a slender red streak slipped into it.

The owner of the circus troupe looked at the man holding a baby in his arms and shouted in a bad tone: "What are you holding? Show it!"

James didn't seem to hear the shouts of the boss opposite and the crowd of circus people gradually approaching. Asazo in his arms kept shaking, and his little hands clutched his chest tightly.

"Is it them?" James whispered easily.

"Fight, Asazo, them."

James twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled and said to Asazo: "Close your eyes, cover your ears, and obey."

Asazuo obediently covered his ears and arched his head inwards.

James walked forward casually, casually pushed his palms in the air a few times, and nodded his fingers. The members of the troupe collapsed to the ground with their heads and chests exploding.

After re-entering Huajin, James had the ability to release his energy in the air. He did not understand the secret of this kind of luck. He just relied on the vast and abundant energy and blood to forcefully pile it up. Within ten steps, similar energy Put outside.

He walked out of the town with Asazzo in his arms and asked doubtfully: "Is it just a name? Asazzo, what's your last name?"

"Last name?" Asazo was a little hesitant. He didn't know what this was. Is it food? He called Asazo twice more out of habit.

"Your last name will be Howlett from now on, Asazo Howlett."

The Egyptian wind and sand blew up and soon disappeared from sight, and James' back was hidden on the way to the north.

The end of the first volume, the next volume, the war years