“Nice? He has been hiding a Faceless Statue?”
As Charlotte read the information about the Faceless Statues, her expression turned complex.
She hadn’t expected Nice to be involved. This creature had kept it hidden so well and hadn’t ntioned it to her for so long!
Charlotte made a ntal note to “interrogate” the fat cat properly once she returned to her domain. For now, the distance between them was too great, and summoning him would require too much divine power, which she wasn’t willing to spend.
anwhile, in a certain location within the Count’s estate in Northport, a lazy black cat was half-lying on a velvet cushion, enjoying a servant feeding him small fish snacks.
Suddenly, his fur stood on end, and he shivered coldly.
“Hiss… who is bad-mouthing behind my back again?”
He cursed softly, feeling a bit guilty. He curled up even more and quietly cast a spell to prevent being tracked, moving as stealthily as possible.
Charlotte had no idea her sudden thought had caused such a reaction from Nice in the distant north.
Even if she did know, she wouldn’t care much.
The information about the Faceless Statues surprised her. She hadn’t expected the historical True Ancestor of Blood to leave behind so many ancient temples and statues.
According to Albrecht’s mories, the temples in the current world were only a fraction of what had been built. No bloodbornes could say for certain how many temples and statues there really were.
However, the Dark Prince Balov had speculated that there should be around 30, with the exact number possibly varying slightly.
As for the function of the Faceless Statues…
As soone who had successfully integrated with a statue, Charlotte found so validity in Albrecht’s mories. Matching them with her own experiences, she believed the theory that the statues could help one ascend to godhood was likely true. This would explain so of the transformations she had undergone.
But…
Dark Prince Balov?
This was the second ti Charlotte had heard the na. The first ti was also ntioned by Albrecht, who spoke of him with great respect.
Charlotte understood why. According to Albrecht, Balov was the one who had initially embraced him into the bloodborne.
Among the bloodbornes, princes were second only to the True Ancestor. Since he was called the Dark Prince, he was undoubtedly a myth-level bloodborne, likely a practitioner of the dark path.
Thinking it over, Charlotte requested.
“Retrieve information about ‘Gods’.”
A new “book” flew from the “library” and landed in Charlotte’s hands. She sank into her consciousness and began to read…
Albrecht’s mories contained a considerable amount of information about Gods. As a Legendary being who had lived for thousands of years, he naturally knew many secrets unknown to ordinary people.
In his mories, Charlotte easily found information related to the Dark Prince Balov.
The Dark Prince Balov was a third-generation bloodborne active during the Mythic Era and one of the earliest bloodborne princes nurtured by the True Ancestor of Blood.
He was the earliest leader of the Dark Clan Shedite, one of the six great Blood Princes. After the True Ancestor of Blood disappeared, Balov was defeated and devoured by the rising Blood Demon Archduke Abaddon, who inherited his bloodline and authority.
Reading this information, Charlotte was quite surprised.
The church’s records about bloodbornes didn’t ntion such secrets. Even Sebastian regarded the Blood Demon Archduke as the original ancestor of the six clans.
It seed her previous understanding had been flawed.
However, when Charlotte accessed information about the True Ancestor of Blood, the results were unexpectedly sparse.
Possibly due to the True Ancestor’s long habit of remaining hidden, Albrecht’s understanding of the True Ancestor wasn’t much greater than Yurst’s.
In his mories, the True Ancestor was elusive, and even the princes found it difficult to et with her.
Like Yurst, Albrecht’s fear of the True Ancestor stemd from her absolute control over the bloodborne and her view of them as “food”.
In the depths of his mory, Charlotte found images and symbols related to the True Ancestor of Blood.
This discovery excited Charlotte.
As the inheritor of the Gospel of Blood, she was particularly curious and wary of the True Ancestor of Blood.
She was a ruthless figure who would even devour her descendants. Who knew if she had left any contingencies in the Gospel of Blood?
Considering that Albrecht’s mories indicated the True Ancestor had prearranged the construction of temples and placent of statues, it was plausible.
Of course, there was nothing she could do if there were contingencies. The Gospel of Blood was her trump card. She couldn’t abandon it and could only think of ways to handle potential dangers.
The best approach was to grow quickly, reaching a level equivalent to the True Ancestor, and gaining the ability to negotiate.
With this thought, Charlotte decisively browsed Albrecht’s mories for the image of the True Ancestor of Blood. Having experienced “ti travel” when advancing to Silver Moon, Charlotte had so speculative fantasies about history.
If her “ti travel” was real, the True Ancestor of Blood Lilith might very well be her student!
Her ntal strength expanded as she continued to sense…
What surprised her was that, despite the presence of information about the True Ancestor of Blood’s symbol and image in Albrecht’s mories, when she tried to access it, it appeared blurry and indistinct, as if shrouded in mist.
It felt as if so fog was obscuring Albrecht’s mory…
Charlotte frowned slightly.
Since Albrecht personally “copied” the mories, he couldn’t have copied sothing unclear.
The only explanation was that this part of the content was influenced by a higher level of power.
After a mont’s thought, Charlotte decisively used her blood divine power to enhance the reading process.
Crimson brilliance blossod, and the mist in Albrecht’s mories slowly dissipated.
However, when Charlotte clearly saw the image of the True Ancestor in his mories, she was stunned.
It wasn’t the image of Lilith from her “ti travel” into the past.
It was her.
No… To be more precise, it was her as an adult.
With long silver hair, crimson-gold eyes, a black divine dress… and sitting on a throne, with one hand on the armrest and the other supporting her head, exuding a lazy yet dignified and noble aura.
This… was exactly the sa as her deanor and actions when she “fooled” those unlucky ones in the Dark Night Castle!
“? It’s ? How can it be ? Did I travel back in ti to beco the True Ancestor of Blood?”
Charlotte’s eyes widened.
Considering this possibility, she read the mory of the True Ancestor’s symbol again. With divine power assisting, the “mist” gradually dissipated, and Charlotte clearly saw the symbol in Albrecht’s mory— Thorns outside, roses inside, intertwined.
That was her own symbol.
Seeing the symbol, Charlotte was at a loss for words.
If it was just the image, there might be a chance of overlap or a very similar appearance, but the symbol… there was no mistaking it.
Compared to the changeable appearance, the symbol was the true essence of divinity.
Symbols are unique, cannot be repeated, and cannot be disguised…
Charlotte was certain it was the mark she had traced from the furniture patterns. Being recognized by the Gospel of Blood already signified its uniqueness, aning it was just an ordinary decorative pattern before her.
So… did she really travel back in ti to beco the True Ancestor of Blood?
Charlotte was uncertain.
After so thought, she accessed mories related to “Lilith.”
Unexpectedly yet understandably, Albrecht’s mories contained no relevant content…
There were bloodbornes nad Lilith in his mories, but they were little guys from the fourth or fifth generation, far from the Lilith she knew.
As for Lilith being the True Ancestor, there was no information at all.
Reading the mories, Charlotte fell into deep thought.
If Lilith wasn’t the True Ancestor, she would be surprised, but upon careful consideration, she could understand.
After all, no historical texts ntioned Lilith. Even the Gospel of Blood only recorded a sentence about Lilith as its prologue.
Charlotte considered Lilith the True Ancestor of Blood because of that sentence, but it didn’t necessarily indicate her identity.
However, even if Lilith wasn’t the True Ancestor, it was hard for Charlotte to associate herself with the ruthless and cruel True Ancestor described in various records.
Putting that aside, she couldn’t imagine devouring those she nurtured, those loyal to her, and those who fought for her!
Charlotte didn’t think of herself as a good person, but neither did she see herself as a bad one. Even as a bloodborne, she still upheld her moral standards and boundaries.
She believed that the True Ancestor of Blood described in historical texts wasn’t her.
Yurst’s description and Albrecht’s mories of the terrifying, tyrannical, and ruthless True Ancestor couldn’t be her either!
“No, conclusions can’t be hastily drawn. It’s just a possibility, but only a possibility…”
“mories can be tampered with, and the Gospel of Blood might have a higher rank than ordinary artifacts. It’s possible that the Gospel interfered with Albrecht’s perception, replacing his mory of the True Ancestor with .”
“This possibility can’t be ruled out. After all, if the historical True Ancestor of Blood were really , the clans wouldn’t be unaware that the Thorny Rose symbol belonged to the True Ancestor! The furniture store in Coria wouldn’t have been able to use the Thorny Rose pattern safely for hundreds of years…”
“But if it’s mory interference…”
“Could it be that the Gospel of Blood’s rank is higher than I thought?”
“Is it really just a bloodborne artifact?”
Charlotte pondered deeply.
Reading Albrecht’s mories answered so questions but also brought more.
Simultaneously, she beca more vigilant.
She couldn’t discern her true relationship with the True Ancestor of Blood, nor could she tell if there was a conspiracy involved.
But regardless of the truth, the one thing she could confirm was that her fate was indeed intertwined with the True Ancestor of Blood.
“Power, I need to increase my power… Only by becoming a true God can I gain control over my fate.”
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte murmured to herself.
After so thought, she focused again, accessing Albrecht’s mories on “ascension to Godhood.”
With her intent, a heavier “book” flew out of the “library.”
It was clear that Albrecht had always aid to ascend to Godhood, gathering extensive information.
Now, Charlotte benefited from it.
She concentrated on reading…
The next mont, a crucial phrase from Albrecht’s mories imprinted itself on her consciousness.
“Condense the essence, transform divine power, ignite the divine fla, and forge a divine persona.”
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