Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 306: -66- Black Dragon and Mysterious Mage

Chapter 306: -66- Black Dragon and Mysterious Mage

"Sebastian? To directly start calling me, could it be that he has made some important discovery?"

Charlotte felt a slight stir in her heart.

After pondering for a moment, she rose from her seat and closed the door of the study, instructing the maid not to disturb her for now. Then, she sank into her consciousness and connected with the Blood Holy Scripture within her sea of consciousness.

Once again, the scenery around her changed, and Charlotte found herself back in the spiritual world of the Dark Night Ancient Castle.

She summoned the Crimson Star Sea that represented the Bloodline, gently touched the star representing Sebastian, which was flickering, and a thread of consciousness passed through the void and projected onto Sebastian’s location.

...

It was a dilapidated castle standing on the cliffs above the coastline.

The tall stone walls were already in ruins, but one could still vaguely discern the splendour of the past.

At this moment, an intense battle was taking place outside the castle.

Castel Soldiers clad in chain armor hid on the broken battlements of the castle, looking up at the sky in terror, their hands trembling uncontrollably as they held their bows and arrows.

Above in the sky, a ferocious black dragon with a wingspan of over fifteen meters was engaged in fierce combat with Sebastian.

The enraged dragon’s roar, enveloped in formidable Dragon Mighty, struck at the hearts of every soldier like a tsunami, causing many to foam at the mouth and faint under the terrifying pressure.

Within a kilometer radius centered on the castle, the scene was one of devastation; dragon breath had corroded the forest and coastline into a desolate land, with terrifying claw marks and swordslashes over ten meters long everywhere.

Sebastian floated in mid-air, with rings of floating Magic Power forming behind him, holding a black Flame Sword in his hand.

He looked quite disheveled, but ultimately, he had managed to protect the Castel Soldiers within the castle, preventing them from being harmed by the dragon’s breath.

A black-robed Mage with a Demon Eye mask sat atop the dragon’s back, and looking down at Sebastian, he said with some surprise,

"As expected of the Crimson Flame Blade once renowned throughout Eastern Yonette’s Black Land, even with a shattered mental stance, you still possess the power to contend with a giant dragon..."

"But even if you are resilient, how long can you last under the Dragon Mighty? I really don’t understand why you would choose to stand in front of these humans when you could have easily retreated unharmed."

"Or are you truly like the legend states, having foregone your freedom to become a loyal dog of Castel?"

Hearing the Mage’s words, Sebastian disdainfully curled his lips.

He elegantly wiped away the blood that had just been sprayed from his mouth due to the dragon’s heavy blow, then spoke lightly,

"I have already decided to pledge my loyalty to Castel, naturally, I will do my duty, and my ambitions and pursuits are not something that short-sighted people like you can understand."

Saying this, he took a deep look at the black-robed Mage.

"But as for you, although you are of Elf descent, you associate with the notoriously infamous Blood Demon Church even among the Bloodline..."

"Oh no, you are not even an Elf anymore, I sense a familiar aura on you; you must be a member of the Elf Bloodline from Moon God Island’s Nais Clan, right?"

"Betraying the Elves and your own clan... Lord, are you not afraid that Moon God Island and the Nais will join forces to hunt you down?"

Hearing Sebastian’s words, the red glare beneath the Mage’s mask slightly shifted.

He almost subconsciously covered the pointed ears beneath his mask, then said a bit frantically,

"Shut up! You, the waste being hunted by the Pure White Witch across half the continent!"

"Odosia! Kill him!"

The black-robed Mage yelled angrily, the black Magic book in his hand flashing red.

The ferocious black dragon roared and charged towards Sebastian with flapping wings.

Watching the black dragon charging at him, Sebastian slightly smiled.

Seeing him abandon his defense, he raised the Flame Sword in his hand and chanted impressively,

"Imprisonment Flame of Death!"

Black flames spread from the blade, transforming into a massive cage, enveloping both Sebastian and the black dragon.

"The Dark Knight’s Imprisonment Flame of Death? Heh... Sebastian, it seems you’ve picked up quite a few good things during your adventures in Eastern Yonette’s Black Land."

"But, if you think that relying on an incomplete Third Tier Imprisonment Magic can imprison Odosia, that’s truly laughable."

The black-robed Mage sneered.

However, when he saw the semi-smiling expression on Sebastian’s face, he suddenly felt an inexplicable chill.

And simultaneously, a brilliant glow burst forth from Sebastian, a powerful aura suddenly rising from him...

Feeling that heart-palpitating aura, the Mage’s expression changed dramatically, filled with disbelief,

"You... you’ve regained your strength?!"

"Not good! Odosia, retreat!"

He shouted loudly, the Magic book in his hand flashing as he commanded the diving black dragon to cease its attack.

Blood-red radiance blossomed around the black dragon.

The dragon let out an angry roar, forcibly stopping in its tracks.

Without hesitation, the black-robed Mage immediately took out a Favored from his chest and tore it apart.

A dazzling glow blossomed beneath the dragon, forming a massive circular Array.

The figures of the dragon and the Mage gradually blurred, disappearing into the light before Sebastian’s flame cage closed.

Watching the gradually fading magical glow, a hint of regret flashed across Sebastian’s face.

"Heh... quite fast to escape."

He chuckled, then slowly descended from the air.

But the moment he landed, he swayed slightly and nearly collapsed.

"Lord Sebastian!"

Seeing this, the Castel guards poured out from the castle, with the Guard Captain at the forefront extending his hand to help.

"It’s alright, I’ve just overexerted myself. Check on the casualties, see how many there were."

Sebastian shook his head, stopping the Guard Captain from assisting him, and then entered the interior hall of the castle alone.

"I need to meditate and rest for a while, do not disturb me for the time being."

He told the crowd.

"Yes!"

The guards saluted, their demeanor very respectful.

Sebastian then closed the doors of the interior hall behind him.

The moment the door closed, a crimson mist began to spread around him.

Sebastian’s heart stirred, and he slowly raised his head.

All around him had changed; it was no longer the dilapidated castle but the familiar Dark Night Ancient Castle.

Then, Charlotte’s clear and melodious voice came from ahead:

"Sebastian, your mission this time was quite spectacular."

Sebastian looked up to see his master still seated majestically high upon the mysterious and authoritative Blood Throne.

However, perhaps because they were very familiar with each other, she didn’t take the form of the "Dark Night Lady" but remained as he usually saw her, "Count."

"Master, Sebastian has disappointed you by not being able to keep them here."

Sebastian knelt on one knee, respectfully speaking.

"It doesn’t matter, they just ran fast, and there will be other chances."

Charlotte shook her head and added.

"After this, however, don’t be so reckless, risking your life to imprison enemies. Even if I managed to answer your call and empower you with strength, it was still too dangerous for you."

"Remember, you are my Favored now; I need you alive to serve me well, not to take rash risks."

Upon hearing Charlotte’s words, Sebastian showed a moved expression and respectfully bowed his head:

"Sebastian understands."

Seeing his reaction, Charlotte felt relieved.

She had indeed been scared; when she projected herself, she almost collided with a Black Dragon’s face. Fortunately, it withdrew in time; if it had really charged at her, she would have had to forcibly use the True Ancestor Liberation power.

It was not like the old times in Bold City.

Back then, she and Sebastian weren’t far from each other, and using Sebastian’s body for Divine Power projection wasn’t as draining.

But now... Charlotte estimated that Sebastian must be in the northeastern borderlands of the Count Territory, far from North Port, making the Divine Power projection far more exhausting.

Not to mention that just catching a glimpse of that Black Dragon and Mage through Sebastian’s vision, she could vaguely sense that there was more to them than what met the eye.

Leaving aside the mage, who likely wasn’t as strong as Sebastian, the Black Dragon definitely was far more powerful.

She wondered how Sebastian managed to withstand it, or perhaps... the opponent didn’t use its full strength?

"That Black Dragon just now... does it have a familiar aura, is it the one that once dwelled under the silver mine?"

Charlotte asked.

"I’m afraid... yes, its Dragon Mighty is similar to Gicod’s, but much more refined than what I sensed from the Valadet Bloodline; it likely is the source of their dragon transformation power."

Sebastian respectfully replied.

Charlotte nodded slightly:

"Odosia, huh... sounds like a female name."

Sebastian nodded:

"It’s a common name among giant dragons, as you suggested, it must be a female."

Charlotte nodded again, then said:

"Tell me, what did you discover during this investigation?"

Sebastian’s expression turned strange as he replied:

"Master, it’s a bit peculiar. When I arrived here following your guidance, the Bloodline in the castle had already withdrew, leaving behind an empty fortress."

"We followed their traces and in the nearest city, we found traces of the Nais Bloodline, but... they seemed to have no intention of entangling with us."

"Not only that, but we even got a list of nobles from nearby cities who had been influenced by the Nais Bloodline from a member of their clan before they left. They even tried to curry our favor and left behind quite a bit of refined Mithril..."

"Master, I’m suddenly not understanding what the Nais Clan is really trying to do here."

Charlotte: ...

She did know why. It might be because Duke Yoroc’s orders had been successfully relayed, and the Bloodline at Lachlan Count’s end had also received the message and had begun to orderly withdraw.

It should be said that this Nais Clan’s Blood Duke... was indeed quite intriguing.

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