Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 310: -69- You are under arrest!

Chapter 310: -69- You are under arrest!

Count Yulster didn’t know how many years it had been since he last visited North Port.

Fifty years? A hundred years? Or two hundred years?

As a traditional Bloodline, Yulster had almost never left his castle, the last time he had stirred was when he was defeated in the Lilac War and had to retreat from the Royal Capital Belem of Falling Star Kingdom to live in seclusion in the countryside.

Looking at the port in front of him, bustling to the point of congestion, and the sprawling group of waterfront buildings, even with mental preparation, the Blood Count still felt momentarily lost and couldn’t help but sigh,

"Everyone says that Castel is the wealthiest territory in the north, and indeed, seeing it today, its reputation is well-deserved!"

"No wonder the Elder Council is unwilling to give up Castel. Such a prospering place is rare even in Falling Star..."

Waging a war requires a vast amount of funds.

Although Bloodlines rely on their long lifespans and frugal lifestyles, which generally keep them from being short on money, and even if they live modestly, they can become wealthy over time, much of the Nais Clan’s Bloodline’s fortune had already been lost in the Lilac War.

The Elder Council indeed had reasons not to give up Castel. Just by indirectly infiltrating their power into the Castel silver mines over the years, the Nais Clan had acquired a considerable fortune and had also crafted a large amount of Enchanted Equipment.

Count Yulster believed that if they could completely control Castel, the chances of successfully retaking control of the Falling Star Kingdom would greatly increase.

Thinking this, Yulster felt somewhat of a headache and anxiety.

A mysterious deity had emerged behind the scenes in Castel, derailing all the plans of the Nais Clan and nearly losing the possibility of controlling the Northern Land.

Honestly, as one of the people in charge of the Returning Star Plan, he didn’t really want to come to North Port at this critical juncture to confront an unfamiliar God.

But what can be done when the hierarchy among Bloodlines is so rigid?

Being one rank higher in nobility means absolute power, and as a Bloodline under Duke Yoroc, he had no possibility of refusing. He had to steel himself and go forward.

"Count, we’re about to prepare to go ashore."

The captain’s respectful voice brought Yulster out of his reverie.

Unlike Count Yulster, the captain of the Caric Sailing Ship wasn’t a Nais Bloodline but one of their outer house servants, a Blood Servant.

Yulster nodded, suppressed the unease in his heart, and spoke firmly,

"Mmm, prepare the skiff for going ashore."

The Caric Sailing Ship had a deep draft, and coupled with the overwhelming congestion of North Port’s harbor, the ship could only stop in the bay, while those disembarking would need to take a skiff to shore.

Because of the presence of the Holy Royal Court, Bloodline identities couldn’t be openly exposed. On this occasion, they were outwardly posing as a noble merchant group from the Falling Star Kingdom.

Count Yulster had the accompanying Bloodlines hoist the merchant group’s flag and rowed towards the dock in the skiff.

The dock was even more bustling, with countless people, carts, merchant groups, mercenaries, and sailors... a hive of activity.

Yulster’s party didn’t attract much attention.

They discreetly registered their identities at the dock’s registration point and then, led by a guide, headed straight for the Nais Clan’s secret underground meeting place in North Port—a tavern on Coastal Street.

"Count, welcome to North Port. You must have had a tiring journey,"

The tavern owner, having already received the news, bowed respectfully to Count Yulster.

"Prepare three suitable carriages for us. We are to visit Count Castel at the Count Mansion tonight."

"Remember, the style of the carriages must be solemn and respectful, yet not overly somber; they should be understated, but not too plain."

Count Yulster gave his orders casually.

As a Bloodline, he always had high requirements for his travel arrangements, particularly this time visiting the lord of the Northern Land, he was even more attentive than usual.

"Yes, my Lord. Please rest for a moment; I will go and prepare everything right away."

The tavern owner spoke respectfully.

Looking at the haggard face of the owner and the empty tavern, Count Yulster’s heart stirred, and he slightly frowned,

"Has the clan’s outpost been reduced to just you?"

The tavern owner let out a bitter laugh,

"Lord Count, ever since Count Castel began reviewing the Bloodline in his territory, our people have either evacuated or been arrested. Now, I’m the only one left."

Count Yulster was somewhat surprised,

"Has Castel’s action been so swift?"

The tavern owner sighed,

"Yes, Count Castel’s control over his territory is much stronger than we had imagined, especially since... it seems he has special channels to investigate our identities. Many of our people were arrested by the City Guard Team before they could even evacuate."

Count Yulster immediately paused.

He couldn’t help but look at the tavern owner again and suddenly said,

"Are you suggesting that, apart from this last outpost and yourself, all other organizations that the clan has covertly operated in North Port over the years have been wiped out in one fell swoop? Even those peripheral organizations that did not participate in the infiltration of Castel’s domain?"

"Yes, they’ve all been uprooted. Even all the local Nobles involved were affected; they not only lost their titles but also had their assets confiscated... Truly, don’t be fooled by Count Castel’s youth or gender, her methods are quick, accurate, and ruthless..."

The tavern owner remarked with emotion.

Count Yulster became silent, and his brows began to furrow tighter.

Seeing the Lord Count suddenly fall into thought, the tavern owner’s heart skipped a beat, and he couldn’t help but ask,

"Lord Count, what’s... what’s wrong?"

Count Yulster glanced at the tavern’s door and suddenly said,

"I was wondering... if Count Castel truly has special means to investigate your identities, why is it that this place alone has not been taken down?"

Hearing his words, the tavern owner was stunned.

The next second, accompanied by a rough sound of the door being forced open, a group of fully armed City Guards led by a Transcendent Knight burst in and swiftly surrounded all the Nais Bloodline members in the tavern:

"Don’t move a muscle! We are the North Port Guards, and based on our review, we have reason to suspect you are connected to the Falling Star Bloodline. You are now under arrest!"

Watching the dozens of armored men stream in, the tavern owner panicked, while the Nais Bloodline members accompanying Count Yulster stood up, their faces showing alertness.

Only Count Yulster himself remained calmly seated, seemingly aware of the North Port Guards’ arrival.

He took a sip of the honey mead that the tavern owner had personally offered from the table and then looked toward the surrounding City Guards, stating indifferently,

"I am Yulster, Yulster Nais."

"I represent the Nais Clan and wish to speak with Count Castel."

Hearing Count Yulster’s words, the Guards looked at each other.

The leading Knight snorted and said,

"What Nais or not Nais, never heard of it. You can’t just meet Lord Count whenever you wish."

"Everyone get down on your knees and put your hands behind your heads. Don’t move!"

Count Yulster: ...?

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