"What does that an? Did the Bloodborne True Ancestor really eat people in the past?"
Seeing the nervous expression on Count Yurst's face, Charlotte couldn't help but think this might be the case.
To be honest, it's quite possible.
After all, having inherited the Gospel of Blood and possessing powers similar to the Bloodborne True Ancestor, she can increase her blood divine power by consuming bloodline energy. The strike she unleashed against the fire demon Valaroka was proof of that.
From this perspective, if the Bloodborne True Ancestor in history treated her descendants as reserve food sources, it doesn't seem entirely implausible.
Thinking this, Charlotte decided to probe further. As the inheritor of the Gospel of Blood, possibly designated as the new Bloodborne True Ancestor, she needed to understand the secrets of the Bloodborne True Ancestor to be at ease.
"Oh? It seems... you're quite worried that I might eat you?"
She said playfully.
Yurst was even more terrified.
"No... not worried... I... I'm not worried..."
He stamred, shaking his head vigorously.
But inside, Yurst's turmoil grew more chaotic.
"What does she an by this? Shouldn't I be worried that she might eat ? No... How can I not worry! Extraordinary power cos from the Gods, and the True Ancestor is the source of all bloodbornes... For thousands of years, she would devour her descendants to beco stronger. Blood descendants are her flock. Now she's clearly recovering her strength, so why wouldn't she take the simplest shortcut?"
Yurst's expression showed his fear, while his chaotic thoughts couldn't help but spill out.
Charlotte's heart skipped a beat upon hearing his inner turmoil.
"So the Bloodborne True Ancestor really did use blood descendants as food... I knew it. Love might be irrational, but hatred has reasons. No wonder the Bloodborne True Ancestor, worshipped by the bloodbornes, later beca estranged. The true reason probably lies here, right?"
Charlotte's mind raced, conjuring up an image of the forr Bloodborne True Ancestor: mysterious, powerful, insidious, ruthless...
Could it be that she had inherited the true "villain" storyline?
Thinking this, Charlotte's gaze fell on Yurst. She wanted to see if this centuries-old Bloodborne Count could reveal more secrets about the Bloodborne True Ancestor...
But under her intense crimson-gold gaze, Yurst suddenly went pale, as if he had realized sothing.
"Damn! This is the Dark Night Castle!"
Charlotte heard Yurst's inner exclamation, and his chaotic thoughts beca even more disordered. But the chaos lasted only a mont.
To Charlotte's surprise, Yurst's expression quickly beca respectful and submissive. Despite his pale face and trembling legs revealing his fear, he appeared increasingly calm and respectful.
anwhile, Charlotte noticed his thoughts rapidly diminishing. Soon, Yurst's mind was filled with a single repeated phrase.
"Praise the True Ancestor! Praise the Great Progenitor! Praise the True Ancestor! Praise the Great Progenitor..."
Charlotte: ...
She had a rough idea of what was happening. It seed that her ability to hear others' thoughts in the Dark Night Castle wasn't a secret, at least not to soone like Yurst, who had lived for centuries.
"You don't need to fear so much. If I wanted to consu your bloodline energy, I would have done it when you visited Castell."
Charlotte said after thinking for a mont.
Yurst's eyes widened upon hearing her words, and his previously empty thoughts beca chaotic again.
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"She admitted it! She really is the resurrected Bloodborne True Ancestor! And... she's in Castell! She ntioned consuming bloodline energy, she really has such thoughts! Oh my God, no wonder Castell is cleansing all bloodbornes. Is she preparing to recover her strength?"
Charlotte: ...?
What kind of twisted logic is this?
"You don't believe ?"
She frowned.
"I-I do believe you... Of course, I believe you..."
Yurst nodded rapidly like a pecking chicken.
But his expression beca even more terrified.
Charlotte felt a bit helpless. Yurst's fear and vigilance were far beyond her expectations. This conversation... seed to be going nowhere.
"Enough, whether it's true or not, whether you believe it or not, ti will tell. Let's talk about why you summoned ."
Charlotte said, shaking her head.
She gave up trying to gain his trust and redirected the conversation to the purpose of his summoning, with a smile she thought was kind.
Hearing Charlotte's words, Yurst shivered. Especially upon seeing her faint smile beneath the crimson mist, his entire body tensed up even more. His barely suppressed thoughts resurfaced.
"She... she smiled! Oh heavens, is the world ending? She... she's becoming more and more abnormal! She... No, empty your mind! Empty your mind!"
"Great... great one, I... I'm fine! I don't need any help! I have no thoughts! Yes, I have no thoughts! I didn't know the pattern pointed to you... I..."
Count Yurst was incoherent and visibly terrified.
Charlotte: ...
"Are you mocking ?"
She frowned.
With a thud, Count Yurst dropped to his knees. Sweat poured from his head, and he looked on the verge of tears.
"No... no... how could I mock... mock you... I'll do whatever you need! Anything you need, just forgive my offense..."
Charlotte: ...
This sounded as if she was the one bullying him.
However, based on his intermittent thoughts after being summoned to the Dark Night Castle, she roughly understood his situation.
The Blood Demon Cult... and the internal conflict within the Nez Clan, huh?
After a brief consideration, Charlotte said.
"Yurst, I already know why you summoned . Honestly, I don't care about your so-called offense, and I'm not interested in consuming you. I can protect you and help you through this crisis, but... you need to do sothing for ."
"Ah... what do you need to do?"
Yurst asked cautiously.
"I haven't decided exactly what yet... Oh, wait, there is sothing. You know about the missing pages of the Gospel, right? Help find them."
Charlotte though for a mont and replied.
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