Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 121: -109- She... is not Charlotte!

Chapter 121: -109- She... is not Charlotte!

Charlotte’s promise relieved the Tulip Count.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out a silver scroll from his bosom.

As soon as he took it out, Sebastian snatched it directly from him.

"Indeed, this is a contract scroll from the Contract God, and it’s of the highest level."

He skimmed through it, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said to Charlotte.

Charlotte, however, didn’t care about the level of the contract.

She nodded slightly and said,

"Let’s begin."

"Begin."

Sebastian threw the scroll back to the Tulip Count.

Catching the scroll, the Tulip Count was somewhat puzzled.

So decisive?

Did they really intend to let him go?

He couldn’t believe neither of them understood the value of the contract scroll.

This was a contract of the highest Divine Skill!

Violating such a contract meant one would be marked by the Contract Spirit as an Oathbreaker and would be cursed by the Contract God.

Although they were under the protection of the Evil God, they might not care about the curse.

But all Oathbreakers would be marked for tracking by the Contract Church and pursued.

Of course, as of today, the Contract Church had long since merged with the Holy Royal Court.

The Contract Guardians, who once hunted Oathbreakers, were now under the jurisdiction of the Judgement Court of the Holy Royal Court; oftentimes, the Contract Guardians just had to provide a list to the Judgement Court, who would then send Judgement Knights to specifically pursue them.

In other words, if they really broke the contract, they would be registered with the Holy Royal Court.

Ordinary Oathbreakers are usually just captured by the Church to be imprisoned or fined.

But for cultists... it’s no different from seeking death.

The Tulip Count was extremely uncertain in his heart.

But he could think of no loopholes.

After all... he had only heard that the pursuit of Oathbreakers by the Holy Royal Court was even more severe than the old Contract Church, but he had never heard of anyone who remained alive and well after becoming an Oathbreaker.

With a nervous heart, the Tulip Count, under Sebastian’s supervision, stimulated magic power and injected it into the scroll.

The next moment, the silver scroll caught fire, and a phantom-like spiritual body slowly rose from the flames.

Its appearance was very much like the genie of Aladdin’s lamp.

The Contract Spirit.

This was a specialized spiritual body summoned by the Contract Scroll, possessing only a rudimentary self-awareness, not loyal to any being but only to the contract they maintained, specifically helping mortals sign contracts.

A dignified and sacred aura slowly rose as the Contract Spirit spoke indifferently:

"Mortals, state your vows!"

The Tulip Count’s expression became solemn.

He took a deep breath and swore into the flames:

"I, Anthony de Bold, swear to the Contract God that as long as Charlotte de Castel swears to safely let me leave, I will provide her with the exact location of the final ritual of the Blood Demon Church and keep all secrets about her. If I break these terms, let the contract punish me!"

Following his words, the Contract Spirit blossomed with brilliance, enveloping the Tulip Count, and its indifferent and majestic voice echoed again:

"Your vow has been received by the contract."

The Tulip Count exhaled softly and looked toward the young woman:

"Charlotte, it’s your turn."

Charlotte regarded the Contract Spirit in front of her with interest.

She could feel the faint divine power fluctuations from it; this Contract Spirit was essentially a part of the Contract Divine Skill.

"I, Charlotte de Castel, swear to the Contract God that if Anthony de Bold provides me with the exact location of the final ritual of the Blood Demon Church, I will let him leave safely."

"If I break these terms... let the contract punish me."

Charlotte said calmly.

After speaking, she saw the Contract Spirit once again emit light, enveloping her.

The familiar crimson spread once more across her vision.

Crimson text also slowly emerged...

"The Blood Holy Scripture detects the ongoing Divine Skill Ritual—"

"Technique Name: Soul Contract of the Contract Spirit"

"Caster: Contract Spirit"

[Infected One: Charlotte de Castel]

[Magic Effect: The Contract Spirit of the Favored Contract of the Contract God Mitra, with the help of the deity’s power, aids mortals in signing oaths, and violators will suffer the Contract curse and be marked by the Contract.]

[Interception Probability Determination: 100%]

[Intercept?]

However, just as Charlotte, bathed in radiance, was about to modify the Divine Skill Ritual, she saw the Contract Spirit suddenly tremble.

She saw its towering form suddenly shrink down, as if in an instant, it went from a lofty Contract Spirit to a nervous, uneasy little wandering soul...

And its appearance became angular, looking somewhat square...

The Contract Spirit leaned slightly toward Charlotte, its voice respectful but also seemingly a bit tense,

"Your... promise, the Contract witnessed it."

Seeing the inconsistency in the Contract Spirit before and after, Charlotte was stunned.

At the same time, she was surprised to find that the Contract Spirit did not continue to let her complete the contract, but instead actively withdrew the Divine Skill Ritual.

It truly only "witnessed."

Not "accepted."

"As of now, the contract is established..."

Carefully finishing its statement, the Contract Spirit hastily bowed to Charlotte and its form swiftly vanished with a "pop."

When it arrived, it was full of majesty, but in disappearing, it ran faster than a rabbit, as if fearful of staying here one second longer.

And Charlotte sensed that she was not bound by the contract...

The Contract Spirit had skipped constraining her and let her off!

Charlotte could not help but glance at Tulip Count, only to find him letting out a sigh of relief, seemingly completely unaware of the Contract Spirit’s change.

No, rather, as a usual Transcendent, he could not see the other party, only the Contract Flame.

Meanwhile, Sebastian, who had made a Blood Contract with Charlotte, witnessed everything, his gaze toward Charlotte growing increasingly fervent.

The Soul Contract of the Contract Spirit targets mortals.

For the Lady of the Dark Night who is not a mortal, it naturally couldn’t bind her!

True to the Lady of the Dark Night!

Even without altering the ritual, this contract... had already become a unilateral oath that Tulip Count must fulfill!

"Alright, now you can tell me everything,"

With the ritual complete, Charlotte looked at Tulip Count with a smile.

Sensing the implicit constraints of the contract, Tulip Count gritted his teeth and said,

"The Blood Demon Church’s ritual is a follow-up to the Flame Demon’s summoning from ten years ago, and the location of the ritual is in the dead center of the abandoned urban area, the place where the Flame Demon Vararoka was defeated ten years ago..."

"In that place, there is a hidden passage leading to an Underground Divine Palace about thirty meters below ground; there lies the final location for the ritual."

The abandoned urban area...

Recording the location provided by Tulip Count, Charlotte pondered thoughtfully.

After thinking it over, she stood up, gathered the scrolls recording the crimes of nobles and the Great Priest, and walked out of the study.

"Wait! I’ve told you everything, can you let me leave now?"

Tulip Count hastily said.

Charlotte glanced at him and then instructed Sebastian,

"Tie him up, disable his Magic Pool."

Sebastian smiled slightly:

"As you command."

Watching the departing young girl and the sinister Flame Elf, Tulip Count’s eyes widened:

"No! You can’t violate the contract! How can you violate the contract!"

"Marked by the contract, do you really think the Evil God will protect you? You are merely mortals! You will surely be pursued by the Holy Royal Court!"

"Have you gone mad!"

Sebastian grabbed the loudly shouting Tulip Count,

He snapped his fingers and elegantly took out a set of ropes from his storage space, tying up the Count, then leaning over he whispered in Tulip Count’s ear:

"Your excellency Count... You are right; mortals indeed cannot violate contracts."

"But unfortunately, the great master does not fall into this category."

"The great... master?"

Upon hearing his words, Tulip Count instinctively scoffed, but suddenly realized something and his eyes widened.

Watching the disappearing petite figure, gradually, he began trembling, and his face turned deathly pale:

"She... she... she is not Charlotte!"

"She is the Evil God who has descended!"