Ancestor... Your Majesty?
Seeing Elder Badak's prostration and hearing the title he uttered, all the Nais Bloodline around them were stunned.
Especially the High Tier Bloodline mbers like Earls and above.
They looked at Elder Badak in shock as he knelt down, then followed his gaze uncertainly to Charlotte, whose face remained calm as she received Badak's salute.
Under the hazy moonlight, Charlotte's silver hair fluttered, and her golden red eyes seed to possess a soul-intimidating magic power, capturing anyone's gaze uncontrollably.
Her black dress embroidered with thorns and roses was noble and mysterious, adding a few degrees of dignity and authority to the already deep and dark aura of Charlotte.
When the Blood Duke led by Duke Robin and Duke Yoroc looked towards Charlotte again, their consciousness blurred for a mont, and those mories long forgotten seed to be reactivated by Elder Badak's words… all resurfacing anew.
Under the hazy moonlight, in front of the knight who knelt on one knee, the tall, beautiful, and mysterious silver-haired girl slowly overlapped with a vague figure from their mory, and that figure… gradually beca clear.
Gorgeous silver hair…
Golden-red pupils…
A black divine skirt embroidered with thorns and roses…
No…
This… this image…
And this emblem, which they hadn't realized belonged to anyone, as if their mories had been erased…
He… He is…!
"True Ancestor… Your Majesty!"
Duke Robin, the Great Elder, said with a trembling voice and a look of terror, uttering a word that erged unbidden from the minds of all the High Tier Bloodline at that mont.
The True Ancestor!
It was actually the True Ancestor!
Hearing the Great Elder's low call, the Mid to Low Tier Bloodline finally reacted.
Almost simultaneously, they showed faces of terror and instinctively stepped back, the "circle" around Charlotte expanding instantly.
The faces of the Bloodline at the level of Earls and Dukes also changed dramatically.
Their spirits tensed instantly, and the magic power within them sprang to life in an instant, like cats with bristled fur, seemingly ready to attack next mont… or possibly turn and flee.
Charlotte looked sowhat surprised at the Great Elder, Duke Robin.
And this light glance almost startled the terrified Blood Dukes into jumping.
Like the lower Bloodline, they too instinctively stepped back.
Wherever Charlotte's gaze swept, those High Tier Bloodline retreated.
That kind of deep-seated fear, as if stemming from their souls, almost overflowed on their faces.
It was like mice eting a cat.
Upon seeing the Nais Bloodline burst out like startled rabbits, Elder Badak, still kneeling, suddenly fell silent for so reason.
At that mont, facing him, Charlotte seed to see a flicker of regret and unease on the expressionless face beneath the "knight's" armor.
Of course, that unease vanished in an instant, as if it had been just an illusion.
Elder Badak frowned, his fiery red eyes looking dissatisfiedly at the surrounding Bloodline, his voice authoritative and heavy:
"What are you doing? Seeing the Ancestor Cain, and you don't co forward to pay your respects?"
Pay respects? Pay respects to the True Ancestor?
Not joining hands to attack or flee while He is alone?
The Nais Bloodline looked incredulously at Badak, their eyes widening.
"Lord Badak, He… He is the True Ancestor!"
Duke Yoroc couldn't help repeating it, his voice tone even changing with excitent.
For a mont, Badak seed to fall silent again.
After a short while, he continued:
"I… of course, know that the Ancestor is the True Ancestor, but… Your Majesty Cain is not the True Ancestor you know."
"I know what you fear, as the guarding elder of the Nais Clan, I, Badak, take responsibility here, that Your Majesty Cain… is not an enemy, but an elder we should respect."
Not the True Ancestor as we know?
Hearing Badak's words, the Nais Clan mbers were all taken aback.
They looked at Charlotte again, their expressions sowhat bewildered.
Especially those High Tier Bloodline.
Looking at the "girl" who almost identically resembled the one in their slowly resurging mories, along with the thorny roses they finally rembered the origin of, their CPUs were practically fried by Badak's words.
Wait…
Isn't the Ancestor the sa as the True Ancestor, and the True Ancestor the sa as the Ancestor?
"The True Ancestor"... doesn't it literally an "the real Ancestor"?
Is there a difference?
Could there really be two True Ancestors?
And Cain… wasn't that one of the most commonly used pseudonyms of the True Ancestor in the past?
The expressions of the High Tier Bloodline were bewildered.
Their puzzled faces… resembled soone claiming, "tomatoes are tomatoes, but tomatoes aren't tomatoes."
Only the Great Elder of the Nais Clan, Duke Robin, fell into deep thought after hearing Badak's words.
Thoughtfully, he glanced at his revered elder, then at the girl who rely stood there yet resonated with his bloodline.
Hesitating for a mont, he followed Badak and also bowed:
"Greeting… Your Majesty the Ancestor!"
This bow stupefied the Nais Bloodline once again.
However, the remaining Bloodline also quickly reacted.
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