Thorns and Roses?
Rahael and Agnes, who had been silently observing until now, were also slightly startled.
There was nothing unfamiliar about this symbol to them, as they had just seen it!
They couldn’t help but turn their heads back to look at the beautiful figure seated high upon the throne.
On her noble and mysterious black dress were beautifully intricate thorns and roses, and on the wall behind her throne, hung a symbol identical to the one manifested by the Nais Bloodline!
Under the crimson glow, that mysterious symbol flickered with profound light, imparting a sense of nobility and mystery, and upon closer observation, it involuntarily inspired a sense of awe, compelling one to bow their heads.
After being drawn into the spiritual world, Agnes and Rahael had seen these symbols. Initially, they felt the symbols carried a strange power, rely glancing at them had left them in a trance, and now, piecing together the information exchanged by the Bloodline, they finally understood why.
The Holy Emblem!
This was a deity’s Holy Emblem!
Agnes, whose mind was never particularly sharp, suddenly beca incoherent.
Even her dull senses realized a terrifying possibility at this mont.
She stared blankly at Charlotte, seated high on the throne, and stuttered:
"Thorny rose... Evil God Holy Emblem..."
"You, you, you, you... could it be that you..."
Charlotte glanced at her:
"Operate the crystal properly, or I’ll dry you up and feed you to the fish!"
Agnes imdiately behaved.
She hurriedly bowed her head, like a well-behaved child, bravely continuing to stabilize and operate the Communication Crystal.
"Thorny... rose... Holy Emblem..."
"Scott, are you sure your information is accurate? Where did you hear these ssages from?"
Count Yulster spoke solemnly.
His voice had never been as serious as now, not even when they had just talked about the fall of Lachlan Count.
Viscount Scott nodded:
"Count Yulster, it’s true, these ssages were told to by a rcenary from the New Moon Kingdom while he was drinking."
"He had a distinct southern accent, and he was also intimately familiar with the customs of Bold Duchy. Although his manner was crude, he was quite versed in so human noble etiquettes. I surmise he might be a down-and-out noble from Bold Duchy; the information should be sowhat credible..."
"I am also very curious about the resurrection of an Evil God, especially since this pattern is too common among our Bloodline. Thorns and roses are our favorite elents. Even the carpet in my house is like this, oh... just to be cautious, I’ve already burned that carpet."
"After knowing this, I did so investigation. Although the matter is secretive, the thing about the Evil God is indeed true. The only uncertainty is whether Count Castel is really involved."
After hearing Viscount Scott’s words, the eting room filled with Bloodlines quickly beca restless.
"Damn it! Scott, you should have said such important news earlier! Damn, if it really is a deity’s Holy Emblem... Oh my God, I need to hurry back and change my coffin!"
A Bloodline with a thorny rose patterned coffin cursed.
"Silence!"
Count Yulster reprimanded, his authority shining once again.
The Bloodlines all fell quiet swiftly, but their eyes flickered restlessly, evidently hugely shaken.
Count Yulster was no exception.
He took a deep breath, his voice more serious than ever:
"Scott, your information is very important; I am aware of this issue now. Eastern Yonette, Black Land, has many rcenaries from New Moon who are close to Coria, making it convenient to gather information. Please continue your investigation into this matter."
After speaking, Count Yulster then looked at the others:
"Everyone else as well, please proceed with investigating everything related to Count Castel, the more detailed the better."
"And rember, the Duke’s orders are to avoid any conflicts with Castel’s nobles at all costs! If necessary, consider temporarily withdrawing our infiltrated personnel!"
The eyes of the Bloodlines present sharpened.
Although Count Yulster did not further analyze and judge Scott’s intelligence, combined with the Duke’s apprehension toward Castel, they already had a vague guess.
This resurrected deity... might actually be real, and perhaps the Duke had already dealt with it!
"Alright, everyone get moving quickly, today’s conference is adjourned. In the coming days, keep an eye on any changes to the Communication Crystal."
Count Yulster declared solemnly.
After speaking, his figure gradually beca indistinct, and he was the first to leave the eting room.
The remaining Bloodlines fell into restlessness again, but the unrest did not last too long. One by one, they left the eting room, each more hastily than the last.
The remote conference of the Nais Clan thus concluded.
...
Count Yulster severed the communication and his consciousness returned to reality.
His already pale complexion appeared even paler at this mont, and his crimson pupils flickered with uncertain light:
"Thorny... roses... This must be reported to the Duke imdiately!"
After saying this, he rose from his coffin.
However, when he saw the pleasing thorny rose patterns on his own coffin, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Thorny plants and roses were favorites of the Bloodline, which naturally included him.
Not only that, like the coffins at the gathering, his coffin was also made in Coria, and it was a luxurious limited edition with patterns more ornate than usual.
Yulster had originally loved the decorations on his coffin, but after the eting, once he looked at his coffin again, he felt a chill down his spine as if eyes were staring at him from the darkness.
He quickly climbed out of the coffin, slamd the lid shut, and called out:
"Bruce! Is Bruce there?"
"Count, what do you need?"
An elderly man who served as a butler quickly entered and bowed to him.
"Hurry and prepare the long-distance communication, I need to speak directly with the Duke, imdiately, now!"
Count Yulster said hurriedly.
"Count, I have already arranged it, you can contact the Duke at any ti."
The old butler respectfully said.
"Very good."
Count Yulster nodded in satisfaction.
After speaking, he hesitated for a second and then pointed at the coffin behind him:
"Oh, and this coffin... have soone take it out, chop it up, burn it..."
"Chop it up? Burn it? Isn’t this your favorite coffin?"
The butler was stunned.
Count Yulster’s face darkened:
"That was before, not anymore."
"Alright... okay."
The butler nodded and was about to take action.
"Wait..."
It seed sothing occurred to Yulster, and he suddenly stopped him.
"Count?"
The butler looked puzzled.
Yulster thought for a mont and said:
"Don’t chop, nor burn it, just fill it with stones and sink it into the sea."
"And... sink all the furniture and fabric in the house with thorny patterns along with it!"
Hearing his master’s words, the butler was dumbfounded.
He glanced at the ubiquitous thorny rose decorations around the castle and then fell silent.
"Did you hear clearly?"
Count Yulster repeated grimly.
"Heard... heard clearly..."
The old butler reluctantly nodded and quietly went to arrange the manpower.
anwhile, Count Yulster hastily left the bedroom, began using long-distance communication magic, and contacted Duke Yoroc:
"Duke, this is Yulster, I have important news to report to you!"
...
"What? Thorny roses? Evil God Holy Emblem?"
In the beautifully elf-styled bedroom, Duke Yoroc’s eyes twitched uncontrollably, raising his voice in disbelief.
He glanced at the thorny rose trimmings stitched all around his starry robe, his thoughts equally disjointed.
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