Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 187: -12- What? You want to run?

Chapter 187: -12- What? You want to run?

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!"

Having fallen from the teleportation, the Bloodline girl only felt her head strike an iron plate, causing her to grimace in pain.

Not until she heard the somewhat weak voice of the middle-aged knight below her:

"Miss, you... you’re on my wound."

The girl’s face stiffened, then realized she had fallen directly on top of the knight, her forehead having intimately contacted the uneven surface of his armor.

At this moment, blood was seeping out from the gaps in the knight’s breastplate.

"Sorry, sorry... sorry! Rahael! I didn’t mean to do it!"

The girl exclaimed, quickly wriggling her body, tied up tightly, and squirmed to the side like a large caterpillar.

Then, she carefully leaned in, her small face full of worry, and asked:

"Does it... does it hurt? You’re bleeding!"

"Cough cough, not lethally. That elf avoided my vitals when he attacked..."

The middle-aged knight coughed twice, his face pale as he spoke.

As he struggled to get up, the girl immediately stopped him:

"Don’t move, I will untie you!"

But after speaking, she realized that she too was still tightly bound.

"Dagger... I have a dagger on my waist..."

The knight said weakly.

Only then did the girl look at the knight’s body, quickly finding the dagger.

She wriggled into position like a caterpillar, awkwardly using her hands tied behind her back to take the dagger from the knight’s waist, and then slowly cutting through the Solid Demon Vine-made Magic Prohibition chains on herself.

After gaining her freedom, she didn’t even catch her breath but hurriedly cut the knight’s chains as well.

"Quick! First, treat the wound!"

The girl struggled to help the knight up, then took out a waterskin from her bosom.

However, when she opened the waterskin, a strong scent of blood rushed forth; it was filled with blood, not water.

The blood inside had already coagulated due to being stored for too long, but the girl seemed accustomed to it.

She bit her fingertip again and dropped a drop of her own blood into the waterskin.

As if sparking some magical chemical reaction, the coagulated blood soon liquefied with the integration of the girl’s blood.

The knight, struggling to support himself, tried to take the waterskin from the girl’s hand but was stopped by her again:

"Don’t move, I’ll feed you."

"Rahael! You are now my last relative, I can’t bear to see anything happen to you! This is an order!"

Facing the girl’s stubborn gaze, the middle-aged knight felt somewhat helpless but eventually obediently opened his mouth, allowing the girl to pour the blood into his mouth.

As the blood entered, the knight’s throat moved, and his eyes suddenly emitted a strange crimson glow.

With the drinking of blood, gradually, his pale face began to regain its normal color, and his wounds slowly healed.

Seeing the knight’s condition improve, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed onto the ground, reassured:

"Phew... The Bloodline is not completely useless; at least this method of healing truly surpasses what humans can do."

"Thank goodness I was cautious and prepared the teleportation array beforehand, otherwise today we would’ve really become prisoners of Castel!"

She then expressed some doubts:

"Rahael, you said... the Crimson Flame Blade, Sebastian, had already fallen in rank, right? Why is he still so strong? Even you, who were invincible under the Silver Moon at night, were no match for him?"

"And... what’s the deal with Castel’s heir? Even that arrogant Book Spirit shows her such respect, even betraying me, its Contractor!"

"Weird! This is so strange! The Book of Dead Spirits never behaved so well even to that perverse Earl Shedite, who is a believer of the Blood Demon Duke!"

Middle-aged knight Rahael pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"I’m not sure..."

"After becoming a Bloodline, my power is much stronger at night than during the day, but I could clearly feel that I was no match for the Crimson Flame Blade, Sebastian..."

"He’s not an ordinary Silver Moon; he originally was a Blazing Sun who fell in rank. Before his fall, he was renowned across the mercenary realms of Eastern Yonette and the Coria Kingdom."

"It seems now... he has probably found some way to recover his strength. Although he hasn’t fully returned to a Blazing Sun, he is far beyond any ordinary Silver Moon."

"As for Castel’s heir, I have heard some rumors among the mercenaries, there are some uncertain speculations..."

The girl felt a stirring in her heart:

"Speak!"

Middle-aged knight Rahael hesitated for a moment, then said:

"There is a rumor that a year ago, Charlotte of Castel awakened the Divine Favored during an attack by the Blood Demon Church, gaining the patronage of the Divine Lord Haral..."

"And recently, there were rumors that at her coming-of-age ceremony, a Divine Miracle appeared, with the light of Divine Lord Haral directly descending."

"She... might very well be a Saintess chosen by the deity!"

"If that’s the case, the Book of Dead Spirits may have sensed the power of Divine Lord Haral."

"You know, for such an evil Holy Artifact, the power of the Holy Royal Court is their greatest terror..."

After hearing the knight’s words, the girl furrowed her brow:

"A Saintess of the Holy Royal Court... can she be called such a noble and great ’existence’?"

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