Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 103: -91- The Mysterious Messenger

Chapter 103: -91- The Mysterious Messenger

"Hmm? You said you’ve already found out where the next Drunk Dream Saloon is being held? Tonight? I recall that we, the Rose Association, have been blacklisted by the Drunk Dream Saloon. How coincidental is that? How did you find out?"

Sebastian was somewhat surprised.

The werewolf Luf scratched his head:

"This is a long story, Lord President. It started with a warning we received from the Church a few days ago..."

"A warning from the Church?"

Sebastian was somewhat startled.

"Yes."

The werewolf Luf nodded:

"About three days ago, someone located our shop in the western city district and warned us that the Judgement Court was going to issue a Holy Judgment. They advised us to pack up and evade in advance..."

"The person concealed their identity and voice; our people couldn’t recognize who it was, but from the incense the person carried, our insider deduced that they must be from the Church."

Sebastian frowned:

"Since a warning was received, why didn’t we evacuate in advance?"

The werewolf Luf looked somewhat embarrassed:

"We didn’t know the identity of the informant, so we were unsure of the authenticity."

"You know, we also have good relations with some priests in the Church. Our ties with the Rose Association are quite deep."

"The Church and the Judgement Court don’t really get along. If the Rose Association were to be judged, they would definitely inform us in advance..."

"But when our people went to them, they said they knew nothing about it."

Sebastian nodded:

"I understand. Someone in the Church suppressed the news of this Holy Judgment. Except for the core members, no one knew about it. This Holy Judgment was initially intended to completely ensnare our Rose Association."

"It seems... the person who warned us is from the core circle of the Church."

"Strange, we shouldn’t have our own people in the core circle..."

Sebastian muttered to himself.

After speaking, he turned to the werewolf, and said discontentedly:

"Luf, regardless of whether the information is true or false, we must always be vigilant. As for the priests in the Church we are on good terms with... they can be trusted, but not completely!"

The werewolf Luf appeared even more ashamed and sighed:

"You are right, Lord. We did not pay enough attention this time..."

"It’s not just your fault. After all, no one would have expected that we would be subjected to a judgment by the Judgement Court... those noble families commit far worse actions that are more deserving of judgment!"

"I’ve also reviewed the list of charges. The person behind this is ruthless, it seems they have been investigating our Rose Association for a long time."

Sebastian sighed.

Then, he asked curiously:

"But, what does this have to do with the Drunk Dream Saloon?"

"This started with the person who reported us. After they left, we sent someone to secretly follow them. Though we lost them in the abandoned district, we stumbled upon several Transcendents kidnapping young civilian girls..."

"Then, you intervened?"

"Yes, after we subdued them, we rescued over a dozen girls from the carriage, all underage, and also found tokens of the Drunk Dream Saloon on those Transcendents."

The werewolf Luf spoke respectfully.

Sebastian’s expression turned cold:

"They were specifically working for the Drunk Dream Saloon, weren’t they?"

"Yes, before each event, the Drunk Dream Saloon abducts beautiful civilian girls from the Outer City District. After further questioning, we learned that a new Drunk Dream Saloon event was about to start."

The werewolf Luf responded.

Sebastian mused, murmuring:

"It seems, this was the informant intentionally leading you there."

"They used us to save those girls."

The werewolf Luf nodded:

"Exactly, and... if I remember correctly, this isn’t the first time. There have been many instances when we received similar tips right before a Drunk Dream Saloon event, and we managed to save many girls through our intervention."

"I’m aware of this. Our Rose Association has solved quite a few of our members’ single problems in this manner. Now it seems... the informant of the past and this time is likely the same person."

Sebastian sipped from a stemmed glass of red wine, pensive.

"Let’s not discuss this person further for now, regardless of who they might be... at least they bear no malice towards our Rose Association."

"Let’s put Jordan’s matter aside for now. I know that guy; he always disappears for a long time right before a Drunk Dream Saloon event... It’s impossible to catch him."

"But now that we have the information about the Drunk Dream Saloon, there’s no rush in capturing him."

"Luf, give me the token from the Drunk Dream Saloon, I need to make a trip back to Castel Manor..."

...

After Sebastian received the token from the werewolf, he left the Rose Manor.

Meanwhile, far off in Castel Manor, Charlotte also cut off a mysterious connection she felt somewhere deep within with the other party.

"So that’s how it is, it wasn’t Sebastian who kidnapped Jordan, but the name ’Blood True Ancestor’ called by the Blood Favored that triggered my senses, allowing me to see through the other’s eyes and hear their voices..."

"So, having the ’Blood Holy Scripture’ means that in a sense, I also occupy the position of the True Ancestor?"

Charlotte pondered.

The True Ancestor of the Bloodline had disappeared a long time ago, and no one knew where It went, whether It was alive or dead.

Although Charlotte had the courage to pretend to be the Evil God in front of Sebastian, now that she discovered she might actually occupy the position of a missing deity, she suddenly felt somewhat uneasy.

Families know their own affairs; she was just a transmigrator with a golden finger and had no real connection to the ancient deities of the Mireya world.

"I never expected the werewolves’ faith to be in the Bloodline True Ancestor... No wonder I felt a closeness when I first saw them, perhaps it was the influence of the Blood Holy Scripture."

"Wait, if they really pray to the thorny rose, I wouldn’t actually sense it, would I?"

Charlotte’s heart skipped.

Although as a pseudo ’Evil God’ who wanted to restore Divine Power to the Blood Holy Scripture, she was indeed eager to have believers providing the power of faith, her uneasiness was genuine.

"However, thorny rose was something I drew casually, representing myself, if it really points to me, does that mean... the Bloodline True Ancestor has already fallen?"

"Did the Blood Holy Scripture choose me with the intention of cultivating me into the new Bloodline True Ancestor?"

"Never mind, I won’t think about this anymore. Let’s see how these werewolves proceed, I might not be able to sense their prayers anyway."

Charlotte shook her head.

The power of deities was too mysterious, beyond her current understanding.

Yet, the matters concerning the Drunk Dream Saloon and Blood Demon Church needed urgent attention.

"The Church’s upper echelons are entangled with the Blood Demon Church, but there are also conscientious informants... I wonder who it could be."

Charlotte mused thoughtfully.