"What does this an?"
Could it be that the Blood True Ancestors of the past used to eat people?
Seeing Count Yulster’s tense expression, Charlotte couldn’t help but make that association.
And, truthfully, it was a definite possibility.
After all, having inherited the Blood Holy Scripture and possessing an authority nearly that of a True Ancestor, she could increase her Blood Divine Power by devouring bloodline power. The strike she had dealt to the Fla Demon Vararoka was clear proof of that.
From this perspective, if the historic Blood True Ancestors treated those of the sa source power as preserved food... it didn’t seem impossible.
Thinking this, Charlotte decided to probe a bit.
As an inheritor of the Blood Holy Scripture and possibly a Divine-Artifact-designated new Blood True Ancestor, she had to uncover the secrets of the Blood True Ancestors to be at ease...
"Oh? It sounds like... you’re worried I might eat you?"
She said playfully.
Yulster beca even more nervous.
"No... I’m not worried... I... I’m not worried..."
He stamred, desperately shaking his head and waving his hands.
However, at the sa ti, Yulster’s tumultuous inner thoughts beca increasingly chaotic:
What does this an?
Shouldn’t he be worried that She might eat him?
No...
How could he possibly not worry!
Transcendent power stems from the divine, and the True Ancestor is the origin of all bloodlines...
For thousands of years to advance further, She would devour her own descendants, even claiming that the Descendants of Blood were rely livestock. Now that She is obviously regaining Her power, could She really bypass this most straightforward shortcut?!
Yulster’s countenance was filled with fear, and his chaotic thoughts couldn’t help but start to internally complain.
When Charlotte heard his innermost thoughts, her heart skipped a beat:
Good gracious!
So the past Blood True Ancestors did indeed treat bloodlines as food...
She knew it, love might be inexplicable, but hatred definitely has its reasons.
No wonder, the Blood True Ancestor, once venerated by the bloodlines, later displayed a loving mother and obedient child narrative—the true reason might be exactly this.
Charlotte’s eyes twitched wildly, and an image of the past Blood True Ancestors almost imdiately erged in her mind:
Mysterious, powerful, cunning, ruthless, fierce...
Hiss...
Does this an she was inheriting the real "villain" role?
Thinking of this, Charlotte’s gaze involuntarily fell on Yulster.
She wanted to probe further to see what secrets this millennia-old Bloodline Count could reveal about the True Ancestor...
However, being stared at aningfully by her golden-red eyes, Yulster’s face suddenly turned pale as if he had realized sothing:
Oh no!
This is the Dark Night Ancient Castle!
Charlotte only heard Yulster ntally exclaim, and then his chaotic ntal activity quickly beca even more muddled.
But this chaos lasted only for a brief mont.
Within Charlotte’s surprised gaze, Yulster’s expression suddenly beca respectful and submissive.
Although his pale face and trembling legs exposed his inner fear, at least... he appeared to beco increasingly calm and respectful.
anwhile, Charlotte noticed that his thoughts began to rapidly lessen until soon... the only thing left in Yulster’s mind was a repeating voice:
"Praise the Blood True Ancestor! Praise the great Ancestor! Praise the Blood True Ancestor! Praise the great Ancestor..."
Charlotte: ...
She roughly guessed what was happening.
It seed that the ability to hear others’ thoughts in the Dark Night Ancient Castle wasn’t a secret, at least not to millennia-old bloodlines like Yulster.
"You don’t need to fear this much. If I wanted to devour your bloodline power, I would have done it when you visited Castel."
Charlotte pondered and then said.
Hearing her words, Yulster’s eyes widened, and his originally blank thoughts couldn’t help but beco unsettled again:
She admitted it!
She really was the resurrected Blood True Ancestor!
And... she was really in Castel!
She also ntioned devouring the power of the bloodline, she, she, she...
She indeed still harbored such thoughts!
My god, no wonder Castel was exterminating all the Bloodlines, could it be that she was preparing to recover her power?!
Charlotte: ...?
What in the world is all this?
"Do you not believe ?"
She frowned.
"Believe, believe, believe... I... I, of course, believe you..."
Count Yulster nodded like a pecking chicken.
But his expression grew even more fearful.
Charlotte felt sowhat helpless.
Count Yulster’s fear and wariness greatly exceeded her expectations; this conversation... it seed it could not continue.
"Forget it, whether it’s true or not, whether you believe or not, ti will prove everything. Let’s... talk about the purpose for which you summoned instead."
Charlotte shook her head as she spoke.
She gave up on continuing the communication of trust and redirected the conversation back to the reason he had summoned her, flashing what she thought was a benevolent smile.
Hearing Charlotte’s words, Count Yulster shuddered.
Especially after seeing that faintly visible smile beneath the scarlet mist, his entire being grew numb more severely; the emotional turmoil he had barely suppressed once again surged:
She... she actually smiled!
Oh my god, is the world about to end?
She, she, she... she’s really becoming more abnormal!
She...
No, no, no, clear your mind!
Clear your mind!
"Mighty... Mighty Your Majesty, I... I am fine! I don’t need any help! I don’t have any thoughts! Yes! I have no thoughts! I didn’t know that the marker would point to you... I..."
Count Yulster spoke incoherently, his face filled with terror.
Charlotte: ...
"Are you joking with ?"
She frowned and spoke.
Suddenly, Count Yulster knelt on the ground with a "thud."
The Bloodline Count had sweat pouring down his face, nearly crying:
"No... no... I... how could I possibly joke... joke with you..."
", , ... what do you need to do? I... I am willing to do anything as long as you forgive my offense..."
Charlotte: ...
Why does this sound like she was the one bullying him?
However, based on his intermittent ntal activity after being summoned into the Dark Night Ancient Castle, she had more or less figured out what he had encountered.
The Blood Demon Church... and the internal strife within the Nais Clan?
Charlotte pondered briefly and spoke thoughtfully:
"Yulster, I am already aware of the purpose for which you called ."
"To be honest, I don’t care about the so-called offense, nor am I interested in devouring you. I can protect you, help you get through tough tis, but... you need to do sothing for ."
"Uh... ah? What... what do you need to do?"
Count Yulster asked timidly.
"What exactly I need you to do, I haven’t quite decided... Oh, no, wait, there actually is one thing, fragnts of the Holy Scripture, you should know about that, right? Help find the Holy Scripture Fragnts."
Charlotte thought for a while and spoke.
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