Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 323: -79- I’m not going to eat you.

Chapter 323: -79- I’m not going to eat you.

Dark Night?

Her honorific title is Dark Night?

Count Yulster’s eyes twitched, and he couldn’t help but widen them again, his mind immediately filled with a myriad of thoughts...

It couldn’t be helped, "Dark Night" was a title far too sensitive for the Bloodline.

After all, the Blood True Ancestor who created the Bloodline was once known as the Queen of Night, and Her sanctuary was even called "Dark Night Ancient Castle"!

Combining the surrounding castle, which bore a striking resemblance to the Dark Night Ancient Castle from his distant memories, it was hard for Yulster not to associate it with something...

Especially after approaching the other party, he increasingly felt a certain stirring deep within his own Bloodline.

His power, his blood, seemed to spring to life in an instant, as if it had its own life, cheering, celebrating, and... giving him the impression that at any moment it might slip out of his control and rush into the embrace of the other party.

That was Resonance!

Bloodline Resonance!

Yulster almost instantly realized what it meant, and his heart was thrown into turmoil.

Wait...

Such resonance, akin to a Blood Prince but much more intense, originating from the Bloodline...

Such oppression, as if a Prince had descended but even more profound, originating from the Bloodline...

This power...

This feeling...

She, she, she...

Could She possibly be?!

Yulster’s heart raced, his breathing quickened, and he couldn’t help but tremble.

Clear signs unmistakably linked this mysterious deity in front of him with the ancient and powerful entity in the depths of his memory.

Although the aura of the other party differed somewhat from what he remembered, and the surrounding scene also varied from the Dark Night Ancient Castle in his memories, such power, which to a Descendant of Blood was like that of a Monarch, was not unfamiliar to Count Yulster, who had lived for thousands of years and had the fortune of once beholding that great presence.

Such power... only that being who had disappeared thousands of years ago, who had led the Bloodline to sweep across the continent, with all Bloodline members fanatically devoted to it, could possess!

The True Ancestor!

This was the power of the True Ancestor!

Such terrifying Bloodline Resonance and oppression could only belong to the True Ancestor!

Yulster almost instantaneously made his assessment, and then his entire being went numb.

His mind went blank, and for a moment he didn’t know how to respond to the other party’s question, with only one roaring voice left in his heart:

It’s Her!

It must be Her!

She has returned!

She is going to settle scores with Her descendants!

At this moment, Elder Maxim, the Blood Demon Church, and the like, became completely irrelevant in Yulster’s mind.

His heart was tumultuous, waves of shock surged, and at this moment, he had but one thought:

The Mireya Continent...

was about to change!

Count Yulster’s face showed horror, his complexion pale.

Meanwhile, Charlotte, seated high on the Blood Throne, utilizing the special abilities of the Dark Night Ancient Castle to perceive his thoughts, felt somewhat helpless.

She knew that after summoning this member of the Bloodline into the Dark Night Ancient Castle, it was likely he would recognize the source of her power.

After all, he was a seasoned Bloodline member, and she was currently using the power of Blood Divine Power.

Regardless of how others saw her, Charlotte understood that even if her own future was full of potential, her current self was not truly a deity.

Her "divine power" originated from the Blood Holy Scripture; she could only use this power but could not disguise or change it.

In other words, as long as she used the power of Blood Divine Power, it was only a matter of time before entities familiar with it recognized its source.

She just didn’t expect to be exposed so quickly, much like when she first confronted Sebastian.

But after hearing Count Yulster’s thoughts, she understood: it turned out that the Blood Count in front of her was also an old antique who had lived for thousands of years!

I’ve met the real True Ancestors!

All I can say is... the Bloodline truly lives up to their name, as long as they don’t run into any mishaps, they can even outlast elves and giant dragons!

Also, the fact that the Dark Night Ancient Castle turns out to be the Sanctuary of the True Ancestor...

It seems that if I’m to summon others here in the future, I’ll have to completely change the environment here and can’t casually claim to be from "Dark Night" anymore.

Charlotte pondered thoughtfully, summarizing the various issues revealed by this Blood Summon.

Bolstered by the Blood Divine Power, her thought processes were much faster than usual; doing these things now, even if distracted, posed no problem.

Of course, her main focus was still on Count Yulster.

All the pieces of information his chaotic thoughts were conveying intrigued her, such as the inner strife within the Nais Clan, the past of the Blood True Ancestor, and the conflicts between the True Ancestor and the Bloodline, among others.

It was clear that Count Yulster was now visibly frightened.

She could even sense that his thoughts were becoming increasingly more disordered; the information conveyed was diminishing, a phenomenon commonly known as "going blank"...

It was obvious that even after disappearing for thousands of years, the lingering awe of the Blood True Ancestor still held sway among the Bloodline.

Even an Earl could be so flustered.

After thinking for a moment, Charlotte said with a faint smile:

"Descendants of Blood from the Nais, what’s your answer?"

Her ethereal and languid voice seemed to carry the power to pierce the soul, immediately awakening Count Yulster from his shock and panic.

And with that came even greater fear.

Oh, my God!

He had actually lost his composure in front of this person!

Count Yulster was shocked, afraid, and awed.

He was close to dying of regret. If he had known that the entity behind Castel was her, he would never have dared to pray to her so rashly, even if it meant becoming a Blood Servant!

Facing Elder Maxim, he would lose his freedom.

But facing this existence would mean annihilation with one careless move!

Recalling the events from thousands of years ago, he had no doubt that any sign of disrespect from him could be met with a supreme Sealing or a spin kick that would make a Prince do a 1080-degree turn on the spot...

Thousands of years had passed and there were still quite a few second-generation Princes who, for having offended the True Ancestor, didn’t know under which stone they were sealed!

Not to mention...

All that the current Princes had done against Her...

Reflecting on how over the millennia all the clans had tacitly reduced the influence of the True Ancestor, erased the faith in the True Ancestor, and pursued the Royal Bloodline Descendants to prevent the return of the True Ancestor, he felt a chill on his scalp.

Charlotte felt a similar chill on her scalp.

Goodness... what had the Bloodline’s True Ancestor done back in the day, to make the whole Bloodline so unnaturally pious?

"Great... Great... Your... Your Majesty..."

"I... I... I..."

Count Yulster stammered, his ability to speak coherently failing him.

Looking at him like a mouse in the presence of a cat, Charlotte had lost any interest in taking advantage of the situation to intimidate him or, put differently, to swindle him.

Because there was simply no need.

The Bloodline Count in front of her was clearly in total disarray.

Under Charlotte’s scrutiny, deep inside he was terrified to death, filled with deep regret, and wished he could give himself, who had prayed to the thorny rose, a few good spin kicks.

Not only that, she could clearly sense that he had even lost the thought of seeking help, and now all he wanted was to leave this place as quickly as possible, to be as far away from her as he could.

In his mind, she was countless times more terrifying than the Blood Demon Church, even more than the Blood Demon Duke!

Charlotte sighed and said:

"You can relax a bit, after all... I’m not going to eat you."

Upon hearing her words, Count Yulster abruptly looked up, his eyes wide with tension and unease, and he couldn’t help but ask:

"Really... Really?"

Charlotte: ...?