Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 339: -94- Get a Familiar Face

Chapter 339: -94- Get a Familiar Face

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Charlotte coughed violently, her tears almost springing forth.

Halfdan and the others were also startled by her severe reaction:

"Lord Apocalypse Heir, are you... alright?"

"It’s alright, cough, it’s alright..."

Charlotte waved her hand, her gaze strangely fixated on two little carrot tops hiding behind their mother. She couldn’t help but ask,

"Halfdan, what... did you say your children’s names were?"

"Um... this is my daughter Lilith, and this is my son Haral, Lord Apocalypse Heir, is there any problem?"

Halfdan asked.

Charlotte glanced at the timid children with a mysterious look and said,

"No, nothing."

Nothing my foot, there’s a huge problem!

She was all too familiar with these two names!

One was a name she could see every time she opened the Blood Holy Scripture, presumably that of the Bloodline Ancestor, while the other was the name of the Creation God, widely known in all of Mireya, at least in later generations!

Charlotte didn’t know if this was a coincidence or what, but waking up thousands of years earlier and suddenly hearing these two names made it really hard not to let her imagination wander.

At the very least, Charlotte herself began to wonder as she looked at the two still sniffling carrot tops.

Goodness, could these children actually be the Bloodline True Ancestor and the Creation God?!

Setting aside the mysterious Bloodline True Ancestor for now, wasn’t the God Haral known in various scriptures as the resurrected Creation God?

This... she really found it hard to associate it with the children before her.

But Charlotte couldn’t help but speculate.

She believed her crossing after her long sleep couldn’t have been without reason and was likely related to the Blood Holy Scripture.

And under such circumstances, encountering children named Lilith and Haral seemed far more likely than a mere coincidence that these were the two gods of future eras!

Wait a minute, if these little ones truly were gods who would dominate the continents during two eras, then her current status... wouldn’t she be somewhat senior to them?

Thinking this, Charlotte’s look towards the little ones changed again.

As of now, although she had basically confirmed that she had indeed traveled to the end of the Elf Era, Charlotte still wasn’t clear whether her crossing would impact future history, nor did she know if she could ever return.

However, whether it was a coincidence or they were indeed those two heavyweights, being nice to these little ones certainly couldn’t be wrong!

The reason was simple.

From the accounts recorded in various scriptures, these two were like the protagonists of a novel.

Once they stepped onto the historical stage, they were nearly unstoppable, slaying demons and gods indifferently until they reached the pinnacle of the era...

In such a scenario, whether Charlotte could return to her own time or not, forming a good relationship with these two had no downside!

With this thought, Charlotte instantly switched to a friendly smile and sweetly said:

"Lily, Haral, hello there~!"

...

As it turned out, children also lack resistance and alertness to adorable things.

By leveraging a face that adorably broke the rules and a sweet voice, coupled with a purely romantic smile and her rich experience from dealing with various kids in her previous life, Charlotte quickly alleviated the children’s wariness.

Charlotte’s stories—a mishmash of various fairy tales from her past—also played a significant role.

Children are easily attracted by interesting stories, and after a few fairy tales, the two carrot tops naturally became Charlotte’s little followers.

With the mindset of fostering good relations, Charlotte also carefully put away her playful nature and did not delve into the eerie tales that once bewildered Sherry and her sisters.

Seeing Charlotte get along well with the children, Haral and Tamia were very pleased.

Charlotte could feel that they were genuinely happy.

For mortals in this era, getting recognition from "Apocalypse" or "Heir of the Apocalypse" seemed to be quite an honor.

After spending some time together, Charlotte had more or less figured out the personalities of the two children.

Lilith was a very outgoing little girl, loud and carefree, always the one who shouted excitedly as she entered the room.

She was a year older than Hal, the elder sister, always chattering nonstop and intensely curious about everything.

While listening to Charlotte’s stories, she always couldn’t help but ask various questions that were either amusing to Charlotte or left her unsure how to respond.

Questions like "Can the wolf grandma talk because she’s a Wild Beast?", or "Would it hurt if the wolf grandma’s stomach was cut open?"

Haral was a quiet child, reserved and taciturn.

Compared to his boisterous sister, he was much more timid, always clutching at his mother Tamia’s hem, hiding behind her.

And when Tamia was busy, he would hide behind Lilith, like a little shadow following a girl.

However, Haral seemed to really enjoy listening to stories; after Charlotte told two or three short stories, his attention was completely captured.

He shyly hid behind Lilith, watching Charlotte with wide, pitiful eyes that seemed as though they could speak, listening with utmost seriousness.

When Charlotte narrated slightly sad stories, his eyes would redden and he would quietly sob along with the story; when the stories were happy, he couldn’t help but reveal a pure smile, his face filled with longing and happiness.

He was an introverted child with a soft, delicate soul and... somewhat cowardly.

Looking at the boy in front of her, who was even softer than the little girl, Charlotte found it hard to associate him with the Creator God mentioned in future legends, who held supreme authority, made gods bow in submission, and suppressed all mythical beings to initiate an era of human governance...

The same went for Lilith.

She was completely carefree, heartlessly naive, and kindly-hearted, indistinguishable from the cruel, merciless, and terrifying Blood True Ancestor mentioned by Count Yulster.

This even gave Charlotte the illusion... could it really be a case of mistaken identity?

They say "look at a three-year-old’s behavior to predict their future at seven," but this difference was indeed too great. Or perhaps... the characters of these two would change due to various vicissitudes they would experience in the future?

Looking at the two little "turnips" who were becoming increasingly close to her after her succession of fairy tales, Charlotte grew more curious.

The Halfdan family was very warm.

After becoming familiar with the children, Halfdan and his wife also invited Charlotte to join them for a meal.

Having traveled so long and told stories for half a day, Charlotte was indeed hungry and decided not to postpone any longer.

The living conditions in the Northern Border were not very good, and the food was quite simplistic, nothing more than beast milk, stewed meat, and some dark bread-like pastries.

Frankly, the taste was not very good.

But Charlotte had adapted to it almost a week into her crossing.

During the meal, Charlotte also took the opportunity to subtly probe for information about the "Bloodline."

As she expected, neither Halfdan nor Tamia had heard of the Bloodline, both quite clueless.

This made Charlotte suspect that maybe the Bloodline did not even exist yet.

After all, the Bloodline True Ancestor might still just be a little turnip.

After finishing the meal, Charlotte decided to follow Halfdan to the Sanctuary Tower.

The mortals of this era knew little, but perhaps the tribal Priest Elder could provide Charlotte with more information. She needed various pieces of information to deepen her understanding of this era and to seek a way to return to the future.

However, before Charlotte and Halfdan could even leave the house, someone had already come looking for them.

"This... Lord Apocalypse Heir, Elder Eng has heard of your arrival and is very happy. He has sent us to invite you to the Tower to talk..."

Outside the house, tribal warriors dressed in beast hides lined up on both sides, and one clearly dressed as a leader bowed respectfully to Charlotte and spoke solemnly.

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