Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 254: -38- Caught them_2

Chapter 254: -38- Caught them_2

Agnes’s expression suddenly changed,

"So the guards are already moving out?"

"No! They know we’re still in the city!"

"Rahael! Quick! We need to leave here as soon as possible!"

However, the middle-aged knight did not move.

"Rahael?"

Agnes repeated.

Looking at his own injuries, Rahael sighed deeply,

"Miss, you go first, my injuries are too severe, I will only hold you back."

"Nonsense! I’ll help you up, and we’ll leave together!"

Agnes said.

But the next moment, the door was once again opened from the outside, and the innkeeper’s chubby head poked in again.

Agnes looked at her warily, while the innkeeper looked back at her in surprise,

"The City Guard is looking for a man and a woman, is that you?"

Agnes: ...

"Did you commit a crime?"

Agnes: ...

Looking at the innkeeper’s gossip-filled face, Agnes became even more cautious, but the next moment, she saw the innkeeper pull out two tattered cloaks and threw them to them,

"Cover yourselves and escape from the back door! There’s a small boat there that can leave North Port."

Agnes was stunned,

"You... are helping us?"

"Why would you help us?"

The innkeeper chuckled,

"Castel gives no way out for people like us, their family’s business is too big, no one dares to offend them, but... those who oppose them deserve respect!"

Agnes pursed her lips,

"Thank... thank you..."

"Alright, hurry up! The pursuers will be here soon!"

The innkeeper waved her hand.

...

At the entrance of Shallow Water Street.

Charlotte stood on the long boat, looking at the densely packed, disorderly, low buildings before her, her expression inexplicable,

"The water city of North Port, famous for its wealth, actually has such a dilapidated place?"

Next to her, Sebastian looked around and felt a bit sentimental,

"Shallow Water Street, the famous slum of North Port, hasn’t changed much in ten years; actually, it seems to have expanded a bit."

"Slum... I saw all the wealth of Castel on the way here; I thought North Port didn’t have such places."

"Master, a city without slums is impossible. Where there are rich people, there naturally are poor ones; that’s very normal."

"Is that normal..."

Charlotte couldn’t help but repeat the statement, clearly unsatisfied with the explanation.

Soon, several fully armed guards rowed up to her and bowed respectfully,

"Lord, we have surrounded Shallow Water Street and are now searching house to house for the criminals’ whereabouts."

Charlotte nodded slightly, but suddenly she heard a shrill voice not far away,

"Hey hey hey! What are you guards doing barging in like this! What if you damage my house?"

"There are no suspicious people! I’ve said it before, we have no suspicious people here!"

Attracted by the voice, Charlotte looked over and saw a chubby woman standing in front of the guards at a shabby inn, fuming.

Around her, a crowd of onlookers gathered, many of whom were lowly freelance mercenaries.

Though they were intrigued, their looks towards the guards were filled with wariness and hostility.

Charlotte looked around.

With the influx of guards, not a few residents of Shallow Water Street popped their heads out from both sides of the waterway to see the commotion.

Leveraging her keen Spiritual Sense, Charlotte could clearly sense the fear, caution, and hostility hidden in those looks.

Just like when she had first entered the Castel Domain.

However, unlike then, she now did not reveal her identity with the Castel family, and this place... was not those affiliated noble domains.

Here, the mere sight of City Guards representing the Castel family was enough to make the people start guarding against them.

"They... they don’t seem to welcome us?"

Charlotte’s gaze slowly swept over the surrounding area as she asked quietly.

"Lord Count, the slums are filled with troublesome folks! These guys disobey, disrupt the order, often harbor criminals, and have never welcomed us!"

A City Guard said.

Hearing his words, the other City Guards nodded in agreement, evidently very convinced.

However, Charlotte slightly furrowed her brows.

Clearly, she was not satisfied with this explanation.

Closing her eyes again, she invoked the Blood Holy Scripture, and leveraging "Blood Summon," sensed for a moment before slowly opening her eyes:

"I’ve found them."

"But, they are no longer here."

Finishing her statement, her eyes fell on the Shallow Water Street civilians, who were arguing with the guards, and she sighed softly, saying to Sebastian beside her:

"Let’s go, we’ll have to catch them ourselves."

"If we keep this up, they really will escape."

...

Outside Shallow Water Street.

Wrapped in a cloak, Agnes, holding the boat pole, looked back at the gradually distancing North Port, and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Phew, finally got out."

"It’s good that the landlady provided the longboat, or... we really would have been trapped in North Port today."

After speaking, she added with a touch of schadenfreude:

"Rahael, it seems the Castel family doesn’t have as much support in the Northern Land as the legends suggest! Did you see just now? Knowing they were after us, many people were covering for us!"

"I’m afraid the rumors are true, most of the Subjects in the Castel Territory are highly dissatisfied with the young Earl who sided with the Church. I suspect it won’t be long before she’s driven out of Castel just like the previous Tulip Count!"

Agnes chuckled mockingly, feeling quite pleased with herself.

However, the next moment, she heard a familiar voice coming from behind the longboat:

"Oh? Driven out of Castel?"

The voice was somewhat youthful, pleasant, yet completely emotionless.

Agnes stiffened slightly.

She turned her head stiffly, and her pupils constricted when she saw that, unnoticed until now, two figures had appeared at the stern of the longboat.

A beautiful blonde girl in a black and white dress, her face expressionless.

And standing beside her, an Elf butler in a tailcoat holding an umbrella over her.

Agnes instantly became enraged and shouted:

"Rahael! Quick! Move!"

After speaking, she threw the boat pole at the two at the stern, then reached into her bosom to pull out a scroll to tear apart.

However, before she could act, Sebastian’s figure had already flashed in front of her, snatching the scroll from her hands.

Looking at the intricate scroll, Sebastian raised an eyebrow:

"A Teleportation Scroll? Miss Agnes, using this when your Magic Power is nearly depleted is quite dangerous. You might end up lost in a different space."

"Miss!"

Rahael exclaimed in surprise.

He gritted his teeth, picked up a broken sword beside him, roared, and rushed towards Sebastian, his body surging with Source Power seemingly preparing for a desperate fight, but he was quickly knocked down by a chop of Sebastian’s hand.

Already grievously injured, he was easily subdued by Sebastian.

"Rahael!"

Seeing the middle-aged knight captured, Agnes called out urgently.

But in the next instant, she was bound by Magic Prohibition chains conjured by Sebastian’s snap, bound together with the middle-aged knight, even her mouth was gagged.

"Master, I’ve caught them,"

Sebastian, dragging the struggling young girl, came to Charlotte, respectfully reporting.

"Hmm, bring them back to the Count Mansion. I will interrogate them myself."

Charlotte glanced at the Bloodline girl glaring angrily at her, and nodded slightly.

Although she had successfully captured the two Bloodlines, Charlotte’s mood was not particularly good.

Recalling the hostility she had felt at Shallow Water Street, Charlotte suddenly felt that the bustling North Port might not be as glamorous as it appeared on the surface.

Seeing the big picture from small signs, the various situations she encountered during this capture made her vaguely sense an undercurrent stirring beneath the calm waters.

"Let’s go, we’re heading back."

Turning her head, she took a deep look at Shallow Water Street behind her, Charlotte said.

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