Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 348: -102- Awakening

Chapter 348: -102- Awakening

It is an indescribably strange sensation.

After Charlotte invoked the Blood Divine Power in an attempt to contact Sebastian, she felt as if something deep within her soul had silently shattered with a pop.

An irresistible force burst forth in an instant, descending upon her like a rushing spring, driving her consciousness upwards...

Charlotte realized she had instantly lost control of her body.

As if switching to a God’s perspective, her vision left her physical form, first seeing the "stone sarcophagus" she had crafted for herself, then the entire cave.

Her vision did not stop there—it continued to ascend.

She saw the low hill where the cave was situated, saw the North Mountain Tribe in the distance, saw the mortals laboring in the tribe and the towering spires...

The spires gradually receded, and the mountains reduced to specks.

Charlotte watched the unfolding mountains and rivers, saw ribbons of rivers winding their way, saw flocks of migrating birds beside her, saw the soaring eagles below...

Clouds and mist wrapped around beneath her feet.

Charlotte felt like a rocket continually rising, and soon, the land and sea came entirely into view.

She saw the Mireya Continent.

Although it was not the entire view, she was certain from the maps treasured by the Castel family that the continent before her eyes was indeed the Mireya Continent.

And the starting point of her consciousness rising was the northeast of New Moon Peninsula, also the northern part of the Mireya Continent, later known in the afterlife as the Northern Land Plateau...

Charlotte mentally noted this location; her "gaze" swept around her.

She could see the clear division between earth and sky, saw the gently curving horizon...

In that moment, Charlotte came to a realization.

Even though she had crossed into an otherworldly place with magic, the earth beneath her feet was still a planet!

Her vision continued to climb, with the Mireya Continent’s outline gradually coming fully into Charlotte’s view...

Charlotte felt as though she had transformed into a satellite, looking down upon the entire world.

Out there, beyond the sea, to the west of the Mireya Continent.

After crossing a distance nearly one-third the size of the Mireya Continent, Charlotte also saw another landmass.

It was a somewhat smaller, fragmented continent.

In the center of the fragmented continent was a massive circular sea, with broken land radiating from the sea towards the surroundings, as if it had been directly smashed by some immensely massive meteor.

From afar, it looked like a colossal scar on the planet, incredibly awe-inspiring.

Charlotte almost instantly understood that this must be the former home of the elves before they voyaged east to the Mireya Continent, mentioned in some secret tomes as the "Old Continent."

Charlotte perked up her spirit, wanting to take a closer look at the sea at the center of the fragmented continent to see what kind of freakish object had smashed it into being, but as her vision continued to ascend, a strong sense of exhaustion and drowsiness began to rise.

Charlotte felt the familiar wave of sleepiness, while her lucid consciousness started to blur.

In the next moment, the whole world spun, night and day alternating continuously.

In the haze, Charlotte thought she saw the sun rise and fall, fall and rise, rise and fall, fall and rise...

It was as if the whole world had sped up, with day and night alternating continuously and getting faster and faster.

At first, she could distinguish dawn from dusk, but soon the cycle of day and night interwoven together because of the rapid speed.

Flickering like a broken light bulb, the entire world turned into a vast whiteness.

Under this dizzying flicker, Charlotte could no longer hold on, her consciousness blurring more and more.

However, just as Charlotte thought she was about to fall into a deep sleep, the flickering world gradually plunged into darkness...

Everything fell silent.

Charlotte felt she had arrived in an endless dark abyss.

In this place, there was no perception of the passage of time, nor of her own existence.

Only her sluggish consciousness flowed, slowly and lonesomely.

And just when Charlotte’s consciousness was about to fragment, within the darkness, a blood-colored star suddenly burst forth with light.

No.

It was not a star.

It was a book.

It was the "Blood Holy Scripture" deep within Charlotte’s consciousness!

As the "Blood Holy Scripture" bloomed with light, the dark world was instantly illuminated with a crimson hue.

Charlotte felt a strong sense of repulsion coming from all directions, followed by a powerful sensation of weightlessness.

Exhaustion retreated like the tide, and her consciousness once again became clear.

Contrary to the intense feeling of weightlessness, Charlotte felt as if she were a person submerged in the sea, rapidly floating toward the surface...

A familiar sense of control gradually returned; Charlotte felt like her soul returning to her body, once again gaining control over her physical form.

She felt the soft silk and velveteen below her, smelled the distinctive fragrance of Calming Flowers and Sleeping Roses.

The next moment, Charlotte slowly opened her eyes.

What greeted her sight was the beautiful coffin lid crafted by Sebastian’s people, inlaid with luminous pearls and Magic Energy Crystal Essence...

...

North Port, Count Mansion.

In the solemn council hall, nobles of all sorts were seated, clearly divided into two factions.

One faction, led by Sebastian, consisted mostly of followers who followed Charlotte from Bold to Castel, as well as the officials and parvenus she had promoted after arriving at the Castel Territory.

The other faction was composed of fully armed Castel nobles.

Leading them was Viscount Lien Castel, who sat there drowsily, with several family heads from well-respected baron families in the Northern Land at his side.

While at this moment, within the great hall, the nobles were arguing fiercely with Charlotte’s followers.

"Lord! We must see the Lord," one demanded, "If you say the Lord is not in danger, why are you stopping our audience? Or could it be, you are lying?"

"Hmph, nothing but an elf driven out by Moon God Island, could it truly believe it’s the ruler of Castel?"

"Only the Lord can command us," they insisted, "and we... will only take orders from the Lord!"

Determined, the nobles turned their probing stares towards Sebastian, seated in the chief position.

Sebastian swept a cool glance over the pressing nobility, his gaze landing on Viscount Lien Castel at the forefront:

"Viscount, in such a crucial time as this, to take such actions—do I interpret this as betrayal towards our master?"

Upon hearing Sebastian’s words, Viscount Lien Castel slowly opened his eyes.

He sighed, and said,

"Lord Sebastian, being the family head of Lien Castel, my loyalty to the Count is unquestionable..."

"However, what everyone is saying also makes sense—we are loyal to Castel, loyal to the Count."

"But so many days have passed, and we have yet to see the Count. Only you, standing in for the Count, are issuing orders."

"Lord Sebastian, I acknowledge that the Count has great trust in you, but the Count’s trust in you doesn’t mean that the nobles of the territory trust you as well..."

"And to mention, you are, after all, an elf."

"You told us that the Count is safe and sound, but after such a long time, the Count has not shown himself. No matter how you look at it, you must give us an explanation..."

As he spoke, the Old Viscount looked over deeply:

"Or could it be, as the rebels have claimed, the Count has indeed been controlled by them?"

Sebastian shook his head, and said,

"Lord Viscount Lien Castel, the one the rebels took away was merely the master’s stand-in. I believe I have mentioned this many times already."

Viscount Lien Castel shook his head, saying,

"Then I think you should explain everything to us. If the one taken before was the stand-in, where is the actual Count?"

"You have been using various reasons to prevent our audience with the Count, week after week, another week after yet another..."

"Today, a full month has passed..."

"Now that the Count has disappeared for so long, all manner of rumors have gradually spread throughout the territory, some even say that the Count has been murdered."

"Lord Sebastian, it isn’t that I want to doubt you, but with external and internal crises plaguing the land and the people becoming unsettled, even just to unite their hearts, the nobles indeed need an explanation!"

Many nobles joined in:

"Yes, we need an explanation!"

"We answered the call to arms for the Count, not the steward of the Count Mansion!"

"Do you really think you can represent Castel?"

Watching the rallying nobles, Lord Sebastian’s complexion turned rather unsightly.

And after hearing the words of the nobles, even Charlotte’s followers behind Sebastian exchanged glances, their faces showing hesitation.

"Lord... Lord Sebastian, I think they have a point. If you are aware of the Count’s situation, you indeed should tell everyone."

A knight spoke up after a moment’s hesitation.

"Yes, the rebels have already declared war on us, gathered an army of over ten thousand, and even gained the support of neighboring lords. If the Count continues to be absent, it will only confirm their claims, and the remaining nobles will also waver."

Another knight agreed.

Sebastian frowned, looking towards his followers all around:

"Do you... all feel the same way?"

The followers looked at each other, showing uncertainty, but in the end, they nodded slightly.

Under the scrutiny from all around, Sebastian let out a long sigh, and said,

"The master is safe, however... the master is not in a position to show himself at the moment."

"I am entrusted by the master to exercise the authority of the Lord of Castel in his stead during this period, and I have his handwriting to prove it!"

With that, he took out a roll of parchment from his bosom, displaying it for all to see.

All eyes in the hall immediately focused on Viscount Lien Castel.

The parchment was passed to the Old Viscount who took it, examining it for a moment, and said,

"This is indeed the handwriting of the Count, and it bears the Count’s seal too."

"However, relying on this alone, I fear, cannot convince everyone..."

"Viscount Lien Castel, what exactly are you trying to say? Are you trying to force the master to show himself?"

Sebastian asked coldly.

The Old Viscount sighed,

"Lord Sebastian, you’re mistaken, Castel Territory is facing an unprecedented rebellion. Regardless of the trouble the Count encounters, it is only right for him to appear now and stabilize the people’s spirits."

"As disrespectful as it sounds, if the Count cannot appear, then he has failed in his duty as the lord..."

"So... you mean to say you want to become the lord?"

Sebastian looked at him coldly.

The Old Viscount shook his head:

"Dare not. I am but the vassal of the Count, a supporter of Castel..."

"However, there is a tradition among the nobility that when the lord cannot exercise his power, the nobles should form a temporary Regent Cabinet to temporarily control the territory."

"Lord Sebastian, if the Count cannot appear for an extended time, this is the only way to gain the support of all the nobles. Only in this way can we gather all our strength to fight the rebels!"

"Oh? A Regent Cabinet? Then I’m curious to ask, who would serve as the Regent Minister?"

As soon as Viscount Lien Castel finished speaking, a crisp voice came from outside the hall, carrying a hint of amusement.

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