Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel -
Chapter 189: -12- What? You want to run?_3
Chapter 189: -12- What? You want to run?_3
The reason was simple.
The Dead Spirit Book consumed the Contractor’s power when used, and the Bloodline’s power came from their bloodline, which meant the girl was likely sustaining the Dead Spirit Book’s operation with her Bloodline Power, with her vital force.
This cowardly Holy Artifact didn’t dare to trouble Charlotte. If Charlotte used the book, it would surely continue to drain the Bloodline girl’s power...
In other words, Charlotte had no intention of cutting off the contract with the Dead Spirit Book. Instead, she planned to bleed the Bloodline girl dry using the Dead Spirit Book... With this fatal leverage, the other party would definitely try every means to retrieve the Dead Spirit Book.
At this thought, Charlotte suddenly felt a surge of inspiration and looked down at the Dead Spirit Book in her hand.
Right now, the Dead Spirit Book was faintly flickering, emitting a soft glow.
Sensing some mysterious rhythm, Charlotte said with a half-smile,
"What’s the matter? Do you want to run?"
The Dead Spirit Book trembled slightly, and the light extinguished on its own. In an instant, it settled down, as obedient as the Blood Holy Scripture.
"That’s more like it."
Charlotte nodded in satisfaction.
...
After confirming once more that it was impossible to trace the girl and the knight through the ineffective Teleportation Array, Charlotte and Sebastian returned to the camp.
As the Undead Tide receded, the battle in the camp had already ended, and the knights and mercenaries hired by the trading caravan were tallying the casualties.
Protected by Nisi’s high-tier area-wide Divine Arts, the convoy didn’t suffer many casualties. Aside from Knight Darren, who went alone into the woods to relieve himself, was ambushed and killed, only four other people died under the Undead’s blade, all due to being caught off guard at the start of the Undead Tide’s attack without Divine Arts protection.
There were more than thirty injured, but the caravan was accompanied by a priest, so the healing was relatively manageable.
"It’s also thanks to Miss Rena’s support. Without her timely aid, I might have been killed by the Undead," a mercenary from the trading caravan, currently receiving Lotti’s healing, remarked with gratitude.
"Yes, yes, me too, me too," other mercenaries chimed in.
"Rena?"
Charlotte was slightly curious.
"Rena?"
Sebastian paused, feeling that the name seemed familiar.
"She’s a young mercenary miss traveling with the Kane Trading Company, really quite young!"
A mercenary flatteringly introduced her to Charlotte.
A mercenary, huh...
Charlotte suddenly became intrigued:
"Where is she?"
"She’s over... Eh? Where did Miss Rena go?"
"Eh? Where did she go? She was just here..."
The mercenaries, on the verge of introducing Rena to Charlotte, were slightly taken aback.
Seeing that the person was nowhere to be found, Charlotte didn’t press the matter.
She was just a mercenary. Though curious, Charlotte wasn’t so curious that she had to meet her in person.
Not all mercenaries like nobles; in fact, many mercenaries, especially the younger ones, dislike nobles. The other party disappearing at this time clearly intended to avoid her, so Charlotte didn’t force the issue.
"Compensate the fallen thrice the usual amount,"
Charlotte commanded Sebastian upon returning to her own tent.
Then, she said with significant implication,
"Also... carefully check the people in the convoy for any suspects, but be careful not to expose yourself."
"Suspects?"
Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
"For instance... Bloodline members hiding their identity."
Charlotte said.
Sebastian’s heart stirred, and he nodded solemnly,
"I understand."
"Moreover, spread the word that the attackers were mercenaries skilled in Undead Spells, and their employer was the Third Prince of the New Moon Kingdom."
Sebastian raised his eyebrows again and saluted once more,
"As you command."
After receiving his orders, Sebastian went to make arrangements.
Charlotte lazily took out a cup of Transcendent Blood and sipped it slowly.
She hadn’t forgotten that there was still a hidden Bloodline member in the trading caravan.
However, since the person hadn’t caused any trouble, it was very likely they just hitched a ride with the Castel caravan.
Charlotte didn’t have to use her Blood Divine Power to track down the person if she was merely curious; that task could be left to Sebastian.
Sebastian had become Blood Favored and had a keen sense for the scent of Bloodline members.
As for the Third Prince who hired someone to attack her...
Although it was only the word of the Bloodline girl, truth be told, Charlotte was inclined to believe most of her story.
Still, returning to her domain was more pressing, and Charlotte genuinely didn’t have time to engage in conflict with him just yet.
The Third Prince was, after all, of the Royal Family, surrounded by strong protectors, not some Tulip Count she could easily handle up close.
There might be no mercenary contract to solidify his conspiracy, but sometimes, rumors alone were enough to do a lot of damage.
As for evidence... once the Bloodline girl came looking for her of her own volition, she would naturally bring it with her.
...
At the same time, in an inconspicuous tent of the Castel caravan.
The old woman Anna frowned as she looked at the girl bowing before her,
"Rena, haven’t I told you not to act rashly on this journey?"
Rena shivered, raised her head, and looked pitifully at Anna with big, pleading eyes. Seeing those beautiful orbs, the old woman’s heart softened, and she said helplessly,
"Alright, alright, I was intending to observe for a longer period, but... since you’ve acted, I suppose we’re likely to be exposed now."
"In that case... follow me tomorrow to pay a personal visit to Him."
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