Charlotte discovered two characteristics of the bloodborne.
Firstly, if one goes without blood for a long ti after craving blood, they will eventually lose control and go berserk, doing unpredictable things.
Secondly, if one drinks fresh blood while in a frenzy and sustains injuries, even if the blood cos from animals, as long as the injuries are not fatal, they seem to heal rapidly.
As for the cost... It is the deprivation of the feeling of fullness and satisfaction brought by drinking blood, replaced by hunger once again. At the sa ti, after the frenzy ends, she also becos extrely weak.
The moonlight tonight is beautiful. However, Charlotte had no interest in admiring the moon.
Looking at the bloody scene around her and the trembling attendants, only shock remained in her heart...
What has she just done?
In fact, Charlotte's mories from before were very clear. It was truly a terrifying experience.
On one hand, her consciousness was very chaotic, on the other hand, she seed very clear-headed. She vividly rembered the mont when the old servant opened the carriage door, and the restrain in her mind finally snapped.
She vividly rembered how she erupted and brutally killed the other person... She vividly rembered how she dragged the packhorse into the woods to drink its blood, enjoying the sweet taste as if it were rain after drought... She also vividly rembered how she tore off the crossbow bolts from her body, how she scooped out the escaping attendant's heart with one move...
The moist heat of the flesh, the slippery texture of the heart, the pulsation of the blood vessels... she rembered all the sensations clearly.
Cruel, brutal, bloody...
If it were now, even if she decided to kill those two people, she would never use such bloody thods. But at the ti of those mories, it was as if she were controlled by so kind of murderous instinct, almost like a wild beast, ruthlessly destroying anything that posed a threat to her. Not only that, she felt very pleased at the ti.
It wasn't until the last attendant begged for rcy with tears streaming down his face that she finally ca to her senses, shuddering directly, and threw the heart in her hand away...
That was Charlotte's first ti killing soone.
No nausea, no disgust, no fear.
She didn't know if becoming a mber of the bloodborne had sowhat affected her thinking, making her heart beco colder and harder. The brutal self just now made her feel very unfamiliar. Charlotte knew that she had definitely "gone berserk" at that ti.
The only thing that made her feel sowhat fortunate was that she managed to maintain a bit of rationality during the frenzy and didn't drink the blood of the corpses... Even though their blood slled much better than the foul-slling animal blood. This could be considered Charlotte's bottom line. She always felt that if she really drank the blood of corpses, she would completely lose her humanity and gradually sink further into the path of depravity, becoming a true "ghoul."
It was obvious that she still knew too little about the power of the bloodborne.
Charlotte closed her eyes lightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. After a long ti, she opened them again. At this mont, she made a decision. She must completely control the power of the "bloodborne" and never allow such out of control "frenzy" to happen again!
Just now, she was very powerful, extrely powerful, definitely reaching the level of an extraordinary. But uncontrollable power was aningless.
This ti, her enemies were in front of her. But next ti, what if it's her companions? Or what if it's an enemy she can't defeat?
The sobbing cries were extrely harsh in the deep night, interrupting the girl's thoughts. Charlotte shifted her gaze and looked at the last attendant who was completely terrified.
She didn't continue to kill this person just now. It wasn't because she ca to her senses, but because her frenzy had ended. She felt like an amateur athlete who had just finished a marathon, sore and exhausted all over, weak, feeling like she could faint at any mont.
Honestly, Charlotte was even a bit nervous now. Because if she really had to fight, she might not be able to beat the other person in her current state.
Fortunately, this attendant had been scared out of his wits and Charlotte's current weak state was completely unknown to him.
This was also good. Charlotte still had so questions she needed to ask.
She still kept the appearance of going berserk just now, with a sinister smile on her lips yet her voice sounded indifferent and lacked any emotion.
"Tell , who are you people?"
If her crimson eyes hadn't reverted to the sky-blue color like before, Charlotte would have looked exactly like the killing machine she had just been. Of course, the terrified attendant had already stopped noticing these details.
"rcenaries... We are rcenaries... We are free rcenaries from Borde!"
He sobbed as he spoke.
Free rcenaries...
Charlotte's heart moved slightly. After eting Duke's son, Leno, that day, she had specifically consulted Priest Lottie about rcenaries, knowing that in this world, unaffiliated rcenaries were equivalent to adventurers and bounty hunters in the fantasy novels of her previous life.
The difference was that the vast majority of unaffiliated rcenaries were ordinary people struggling to make a living, rather than extraordinaries. Of course, when saying they were ordinary people, it was in the sense of strength compared to extraordinary. In fact, most rcenaries were desperados who had nothing to lose. As long as the bounty was attractive enough, they were willing to do anything.
"Who sent you? What was your mission?"
Charlotte asked again.
"I... I don't know who our employer is..."
"We just took the job from the Rose Society's task board, which asked us to kidnap the young lady of the Castell family and deliver her to the person who ca to pick her up..."
The attendant said shakily.
"The Rose Society?"
Charlotte raised her voice slightly.
"The Rose Society is the largest underground gang in Borde, often acting as an interdiary between rcenaries and employers, taking a cut..."
Underground gang...
Charlotte rembered the na of the Rose Society.
Charlotte looked at the "old servant" called Hatchet lying on the ground:
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"Who gave him the appearance?"
"It... It was our employer..."
"Huh? Didn't you just say... you don't know who the employer is?"
Charlotte's voice suddenly beca cold.
The attendant was on the verge of collapse.
"I... I really don't know..."
"He covered his face and deliberately changed his voice... all we know is that he is a mage..."
"Oh, right! It was he who helped us prepare the carriage, and he also helped us prepare the crossbows and costus!"
Listening to the man's words, Charlotte pondered.
Whether it was disguising rcenaries as servants of the Castell family, forging Castell family uniforms, or knowing the schedule of her return to the estate, it all showed that the other party knew a lot about the Castell family. Not only that, the fact that the other party could obtain crossbows, a banned item, ant that the other party either had a background in the military or had dealings with military personnel.
Only the direct vassal nobles of the Crescent Kingdom and the trusted confidants of the direct vassal nobles could get involved. In other words... it was the direct vassal of Duke Borde in the Crescent Kingdom.
But another problem ca up. Since they wanted to kidnap her, with so many unafiliated rcenaries, why did the employer choose such an unprofessional group? And what was the significance of kidnapping her?
At this mont, Charlotte slled the scent of conspiracy.
"Where is your rendezvous point?"
"Outside the city... our first stop was here, we had to change to a new carriage hidden in this courtyard in advance, then leave Borde City through the west gate..."
The attendant said tremblingly.
The rendezvous point is not here!
Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief. Her current state was not good, if the other party's rendezvous point was this courtyard, she would have to consider fleeing imdiately.
"Tell the specific location of your rendezvous, then get lost."
Charlotte said indifferently.
The attendant was overjoyed. He hesitated slightly before he took out a piece of parchnt from his pocket, offering it with both hands.
"Ma... ma'am... it's the location marked on the map."
Charlotte took the map and looked it over.
"Ma'am... can I go now?"
The attendant asked cautiously.
Charlotte glanced at him.
"Get lost!"
The attendant was like he had received amnesty.
"Thank you... thank you, ma'am! Antonio will never speak of tonight's events! Antonio swears on God!"
With that, he stood up tremblingly, staggering towards the courtyard, his posture very embarrassed, obviously still very weak. However, just as he was about to leave the courtyard gate, he suddenly stopped, hesitated for a mont, gritted his teeth, and turned in another direction.
There... were the nearest Holy Court Church and Demon Hunter Base!
The attendant took a step forward, about to run out of the courtyard, but the next mont, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest. He slowly lowered his head, only to see half of a crossbow bolt protruding from his chest. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and then slowly collapsed.
Behind him, Charlotte, with an expressionless face, slowly put down the crossbow in her hand. She had no intention of letting him go. From the mont he participated in the kidnapping and recognized her bloodborne identity, she had already sentenced him to death. Letting him run first was only because she, in her weakened state, didn't have the confidence to defeat him.
Although she looked cute, she was not a saint!
The last kidnapper who knew her secret died, and Charlotte also put away the crossbow in her hand. This crossbow was really good, it was a pocket-sized type, but it had great power, and it didn't require too much effort to use. She was already planning to take it back and use it as a self-defense weapon in the future.
Well... it could be hidden in her skirt!
Charlotte quickly had an idea. However, just as Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind her.
"Would a great being like yourself use a mundane weapon that even secular knights look down upon to deal with ants like ordinary people?"
'Who?!'
Charlotte was startled. She turned around and saw, under the moonlight, a fat black cat slowly walking out of the shadow.
A... talking black cat?!
Charlotte's heart was instantly on guard. As a mber of the blood race, she couldn't even sense the presence of this black cat just now!
The black cat's face had a human-like solemnity. Under Charlotte's vigilant gaze, it elegantly made a bow with its front paws and then spoke hoarsely.
"ow... Nice to et you..."
"I am Nice, an elegant noble among cats, and also a devout follower of the God of Contract."
Saying that, it raised its head, and the fat cat's face showed a aningful smile.
"You tell , should I call you Miss Charlotte or Your Majesty the Bloodborne Royalty?"
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