Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 404: -152- Reinforcements

Chapter 404: -152- Reinforcements

The changes in the Magic Shield over North Port were quite noticeable on the entire battlefield.

The Bold-Violet Alliance, and the Third Prince Philip, also saw it.

He frowned and turned to Count Linte beside him,

"What’s going on? Is there still a Blazing Sun Rank Transcendent hidden in North Port?"

Count Linte looked equally surprised.

He thought for a moment, then slightly shook his head,

"That shouldn’t be, according to our informants in North Port, the only Spellcasters capable of maintaining the Magic Shield should be the head of the Mercenary Association hired by Castel, who is only a Silver Moon."

Hearing Count Linte’s words, the furrow of Third Prince Philip’s brows deepened.

He squinted at the increasingly stable Magic Defense System above North Port and said,

"Check it out, see what’s actually happening."

...

Charlotte felt herself entering a strange state.

Through North Port’s defense system, she found her consciousness blending with the entire city, and the bright spots in the magic network represented each life within North Port City.

She could hear every voice in North Port City through the entire Magic Defense Network and communicate with every soldier stationed in the city.

She could hear the nobles conspiring behind her back, even hearing some discontented nobles plotting to surrender after the city falls, including those "traitors" who secretly contacted the enemy forces outside the city to provide information...

Wars are like this.

You can never ensure that everyone remains loyal from beginning to end.

In these times, the silent majority are those who sway like grass on a wall, siding with the victors.

And all those conversations, soon turned into astonishment after noticing the change in North Port’s Magic Shield.

As for the origin of everything, Charlotte, who controlled the entire defense system of North Port, did not listen too much to the various voices within the city.

After getting used to controlling the Magic Defense Network, she intentionally touched her consciousness to those glittering points and said,

"I am Count Castel, Charlotte."

"I will stand with you all, defending North Port together."

This time, Charlotte did not bring up the banner of the Holy Royal Court.

Her ethereal and pleasant voice echoed in everyone’s heart, carrying a stabilizing force.

Watching the gradually stabilizing Magic Shield above the city, the astute Transcendents quickly realized something,

"It’s the Count, the Count has stabilized the Magic Shield!"

Some Transcendents, aware of the difficulty in maintaining North Port’s entire Magic Shield, looked surprised.

However, more general Transcendents felt only excitement and joy.

Especially within the army of North Port, the commanding lower-tier nobles brightened up, swiftly motivating the soldiers whose morale was increasingly low due to the worsening situation:

"Did you hear? The Count himself has stabilized the Magic Shield!"

"Hold firm! Victory belongs to us!"

With the Magic Shield now stabilized and Charlotte’s encouragement, the morale of Castel’s forces, which was rapidly deteriorating, soon solidified again.

With the protection of the Magic Shield, Castel’s garrison on North Port Bridge also gradually regained some advantages.

Although they were still no match for the elite standing army of the Bold-Violet forces pressing closer, at least... it wasn’t a one-sided situation anymore.

Viscount Lien Castel, who was keenly concerned with the battle situation, also noticed the changes on the battlefield, standing on the high base of the Mage Tower with everything on North Port Bridge in view.

Seeing the duchy’s elite forces’ advancement delayed, his spirits lifted, excitedly saying,

"It’s possible! Still possible!"

"By relying on the geography of North Port Bridge, and with the defense of the Magic Shield, by fighting desperately, we can still hold!"

However, just as the Old Viscount was considering whether to send more soldiers to support the fight on North Port Bridge, Charlotte’s voice suddenly rang in his ear:

"Castel’s vassals, listen to my command. Abandon North Port Bridge, all troops orderly retreat, and hold North Port and Castel Bridge."

Upon hearing Charlotte’s words, the Old Viscount blinked, suddenly astonished.

...

"What? You’re saying the one maintaining the Magic Shield in North Port is Castel’s Charlotte?!"

In the Bold-Violet Alliance, hearing the soldier’s report, Third Prince Philip’s expression was priceless.

He looked at the Magic Defense Shield enveloping the entire North Port and quickly shook his head,

"That’s impossible!"

"The Magic Defense Network in North Port was established by the first Count Castel and has been strengthened by successive generations of the Castel family, only a Blazing Sun can fully unleash its effects..."

"She’s just a child who has recently entered the tier, how could she possibly maintain the entire North Port’s Magic Shield?"

"Your... Your Highness, it’s said, she seems to have prayed to a God and received the God’s blessing..."

The soldier stuttered.

"A God’s blessing?"

Third Prince paused, then scoffed,

"Absurd!"

"And not to mention whether Charlotte can even attract the attention of the gods, how could the high and mighty gods possibly care about worldly wars? This isn’t a holy war against pagans!"

However, having heard the Third Prince’s words, the surrounding nobles couldn’t help but glance at him, then quickly lowered their heads.

Noticing their subtle change in expression, the Third Prince immediately understood, and asked angrily,

"What do you mean by that? Are you actually believing Castel’s nonsense?!"

At that moment, Count Linte, who had been focusing on the situation on the battlefield, suddenly paused, then couldn’t help but say,

"Your Highness, look at the bridge!"

The Third Prince suppressed his anger and looked towards the battlefield, and was immediately stunned.

He saw the Castel side, under the continuous sound of horns, beginning their retreat.

Moreover, even the Castel Fleet in the Don River began to withdraw toward North Port.

The nobles from Bold and Violet were also stunned:

"Are they...giving up the North Port Bridge?"

"It seems so, it looks like...they plan to rely on the magic defense of North Port."

The Third Prince squinted his eyes and watched for a while, then thoughtfully said,

"It seems our young Earl is not finding it so easy to maintain the magic defense..."

"Castel can’t have a Blazing Sun Rank; if they did, this war would not be as it is now. Charlotte’s ability to maintain the magic shield must have come at a substantial cost."

"Pass down the order, full attack, and surround North Port!"

Upon hearing the Third Prince’s command, Count Linte frowned slightly.

For some reason, watching the orderly retreat of the Castel troops into North Port, he felt somewhat uneasy.

However, the strength of the Castel side was far inferior to that of the Allied Forces, even with the protection of magic defense.

In Count Linte’s view, with an overwhelming advantage, taking North Port was only a matter of time.

Therefore, he ultimately didn’t say much and issued the command:

"Sound the horn, attack!"

The horn sounded, and the Bold-Violet forces quickly launched a new round of attacks.

After taking control of the North Port Bridge, the vanguard forces, mainly composed of Regular Transcendents, crossed the river first and reached the North Shore.

And when night fell, after a day of fighting, the main forces of the Alliance had also smoothly crossed the river and completed the encirclement of North Port on the North Shore.

And North Port had become a city isolated by the Castel Bridge, connected only to the mainland.

...

"My lord, why completely give up the North Shore? We have now truly become an isolated city!"

Inside North Port, Viscount Lien Castel asked the young girl standing on the observation deck of the Mage Tower, who was gazing at the sea horizon, unable to hold back his question.

As night fell and both sides temporarily ceased hostilities, and the magic shield no longer needed to be maintained, Charlotte also temporarily freed her hands.

Hearing the Old Viscount’s words, she didn’t answer directly, but while looking at the distant sea horizon, she issued another command:

"Lien Castel, pass it down, prepare for battle, tonight we’ll have a big fight."

"A...big fight?"

The Old Viscount was immediately stunned.

Charlotte nodded slightly, then looked towards the sea horizon and smiled,

"Yes, a big fight."

"Our reinforcements are coming."

Following Charlotte’s gaze, Viscount Lien Castel looked toward the sea, but besides the fog gradually rising on the sea surface, he saw nothing.

"Also..."

Charlotte paused, then took out a parchment scroll from her bosom and handed it to the Old Viscount:

"These people listed here, take control of them for now."

Viscount Lien Castel opened the parchment scroll with confusion and slightly started when he saw the first name.

Indeed, it was the name of his firstborn, Derek de Lien Castel.

Meanwhile, thirty leagues away.

In the gradually spreading sea fog, dozens of ships raised their sails, moving like ghosts toward North Port at a speed of seven leagues per hour.

Count Yulster stood on the flagship "Queen," observing the brightly lit North Port and the Bold-Violet Joint Fleet that was surrounding it through a telescope.

After a moment, he put down the telescope, glanced at the moon gradually appearing from the clouds, a hint of red gleaming in his eyes, and then he chuckled,

"The moonlight tonight is really nice."

After saying that, he turned around, looked back:

"What do you think, gentlemen?"

"Hehehehe..."

On the deck, individuals clad in black cloaks, already armed, with faintly visible crimson eyes, also chuckled in response.