Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 42: -39- Attend a banquet

Chapter 42: -39- Attend a banquet

"Hurry up! What are you dawdling for? Does it take this long to fetch a basin of water?"

"Who told you to bring the daywear? Go get the formal gowns!"

"What? You think this is formal wear? This is daywear! Can’t a maid of the Castel family even tell the difference between daywear and formal wear?!"

"The formal gowns are in a separate wardrobe! They are all custom-made in advance specifically for each banquet! Each outfit can only be worn once!"

"Don’t bring them all here, just fetch those few warm-toned ones, the master wants something more mature and sunny."

Within Castel Manor, Casimodo commanded the bustling maids and attendants, puffing his whiskers and glowering.

Although they had been trained by Charlotte for many days, it was clear that the newcomers were not accustomed to preparing for a banquet of the Duke’s level and were somewhat flustered for a while.

The constant roaring of the senior servant could be heard throughout the manor.

And looking at the evening gowns the maids brought over, Charlotte sighed helplessly and finally chose a gorgeous white evening dress as the main base color.

It could be said that perhaps the existence of Transcendent powers allowed high-end productivity to surpass the current era, and the way of life for the nobility in the world of Mireya was quite advanced.

On the whole, the entire society was still in the Feudal Era, with ordinary people and those from lower classes largely leading lives similar to those of the Medieval period on Blue Star, but the upper echelon had clearly stepped into material conditions similar to the Renaissance or even the Enlightenment period on Blue Star.

The disparity in wealth was not just large, it was staggering.

Even tailcoats had been made, which initially led Charlotte to believe she had crossed over into the 17th or 18th century when she first crossed over.

It was not until she later left the manor that she discovered this world was actually far more backward than she had imagined.

After all the additions and subtractions, on the whole, it was probably equivalent to the late Middle Ages on Blue Star, around the 15th century.

Unlike the fashion-forward Gothic dresses, the evening gown was dignified and beautiful in pattern, with a fabric style leaning towards the heavy side and with incredibly intricate decorations, much embroidery, and piecing, and many places were also adorned with gemstones, giving it an overall rich and luxurious style.

Furthermore, the design was quite exaggerated, with padding, bodices, bustles... all sorts of shaping devices stuffed inside, making it rather uncomfortable to wear.

Especially that sizable hoop skirt, which made Charlotte feel like she had transformed into a human tank, wearing an oversized hula hoop of sorts.

But there were advantages, too; the dress was too convenient for hiding little things.

Charlotte, when no one was paying attention, decisively tucked a hand crossbow inside for self-protection.

After feeling that there was still ample room after the crossbow, she casually added a dagger and a few Magic Scrolls she had obtained from Nisi.

Washing up, wiping down, getting dressed, fixing hair, powdering, and spraying perfume...

After the elaborate preparations, it was already forty minutes later.

Charlotte stood in front of the mercury glass mirror, only feeling that she looked more beautiful and alluring than usual, with a youthful yet bewitching appearance that also carried more maturity and charm.

She also smelled very nice, which even Charlotte hadn’t anticipated she could be so fragrant, both fragrant and tender.

This was the effect of both the formal gown and perfume, as well as Charlotte’s natural beauty.

Underneath the cumbersome gown, even her chest, those two cotton candies, appeared bigger due to the corset, and damn it, there was even a cleavage.

Although Charlotte always felt that having a cleavage was... as if something precious inside her had broken.

After the preparations were complete, the young lady boarded the carriage destined for the banquet.

The carriage she chose was the best one from Castel Manor, carved with exquisite patterns, decorated with gold edges and gemstones, and on the side shone the black eagle crest of the Castel family, luxurious and imposing.

The old servant Casimodo was in attendance as the temporary steward, accompanied by two maids and two manservants.

The maids and manservants sat in a second servant carriage, which also carried the birthday banquet gifts, a religious oil painting chosen from the manor’s collection, valued at two hundred thousand gold tanas.

This was the entire party set off to the banquet.

The Black Cat Nisi lay on the second-floor window sill, looking down with sad amber eyes at the group getting ready to depart.

Of course, no one really pitied it, not even the maids of the manor.

During this period, the creature no longer dared to be presumptuous around Charlotte, which caused Charlotte to temporarily drop the idea of giving it a deluxe sterilization package, but it had managed to wreak havoc among the maids, who now had to always check for a lurking fat cat before changing their clothes.

Although being watched by a cat didn’t seem like a big deal, it was still uncomfortable to be stared at with such a peculiar gaze by a talking cat, feeling as if one was being peeped at by a pervert.

Charlotte felt that this lewd cat was bound to run into trouble sooner or later, and would eventually be neutered by someone.

It only dared to bully the ordinary folk like the maids.

Just looking at strength, this creature couldn’t even beat Charlotte itself, and its physical fitness was that of an untiered waste, just slightly stronger than an average cat...

But precisely... Nisi was capable of performing a series of high-end Divine Arts and even magic.

That was indeed strange.

Charlotte was certain the cat had its secrets, but since it wouldn’t reveal them, and she didn’t press the matter.

After all, who doesn’t have one or two secrets in this world?

As long as it didn’t betray her, that was enough; trust and loyalty could change with time.

And after a moment’s thought, Charlotte still waved towards the window on the second floor.

After all, the creature knew quite a few Divine Arts and magics, it could be considered a master in its own right, so she decided to let it accompany her.

Seeing the girl’s signal, Nisi’s eyes lit up.

It meowed instantly, unable to contain its excitement as it darted out and leaped onto the carriage amid the maids’ screams.

"Keep your distance and mind your status, you may accompany me, but as a pet,"

Charlotte said coldly to the excited black cat.

Nisi’s feline face fell instantly.

Forcing itself not to stare at the girl’s enticing chest, it sighed in disappointment and then hopped onto the attendant’s carriage to pester the maids.

The carriage train began to move slowly, leaving the Castel Manor.

Charlotte leisurely leaned against the window, pulled out a goblet from a secret compartment, and skillfully filled it with milk prepared earlier by a maid.

Passing through the relatively spacious and bright streets of the western city district, the carriage train moved eastward, and after about fifteen minutes, entered the eastern city district.

As the most central part of Bold City and home to the most nobles, the architecture of the eastern district was generally much more opulent.

The streets were wide and bright, neat and clean, and everywhere one could see religious sculptures, fountains, and small gardens, even the pedestrians’ clothing was much more tidy and high-end.

This scene formed a stark contrast with the dilapidation and backwardness of the outer city district, as though it had leaped forward two or three hundred years.

The beautiful scenery immediately caught Charlotte’s eye, who had always enjoyed viewing landscapes.

But as the carriage continued forward, her interest gradually waned.

Though the eastern district was picturesque, it was too similar.

All sculptures depicted religious themes, the fountains were adorned with motifs of the Holy Royal Court, and even the greenery in the gardens was trimmed in the Church’s rigid style.

Heavy, oppressive, confining.

This feeling was imperceptible without close attention.

But Charlotte was always perceptive.

"So... Divine Right is indeed the most powerful and transcendent force in this world," she murmured, sipping her milk.

As the carriage proceeded, similar processions became more frequent along the streets.

Each carriage was adorned with various crests and moved in the same direction as Charlotte, obviously also nobles heading for the banquet.

Charlotte noticed that whenever her family’s carriage passed by, nearly all other processions would slow down and clear the way.

Sometimes, a hand would even lift the curtain from a carriage window and doff a hat in salute toward Charlotte’s carriage.

Among equals in nobility, there were still distinctions in rank.

Even with a declining trend and the risk of extinction, the wealthy Castel family remained one of the most powerful among the Bold Duchy’s noble families!

Perhaps even the term "one of" might be superfluous.

After about another fifteen minutes, Charlotte finally saw the Duke Mansion, a majestic and magnificent palace.

The history of the Bold Duke Mansion dated back to the founding of the Yonette Empire over a thousand one hundred years ago.

Back then, it served as a fortress against the Sub-human Tribes and a towering castle.

Now, the Sub-human Tribes of New Moon Peninsula had long been eradicated, the once lively Sub-humans had been reduced to slaves or migrated far away, and Bold Castle had long since completed its historical mission.

Thus, around seven hundred years ago, the then-head of the Bold family ordered the transformation of the castle into a fortified palace and built a city around this core.

Bold City developed from that time and expanded several times thereafter.

At this moment, the garden square in front of the Duke Mansion already hosted no fewer than a hundred carriages from various families.

Attendants in dark blue deacon attire from the Duke’s household stood at the entrance, ushering in nobles of all shapes and colors into the palace.

When the Castel family carriage arrived, it nearly captivated all eyes, whether nobles, attendants, or citizens from afar who were watching the spectacle, their gazes filled with curiosity.

"Master, we have arrived,"

The aged, respectful voice of Casimodo came through as the carriage door opened.

Charlotte nodded slightly.

"Help me down."

She took a deep breath, extended her delicate hand, and placed it in the palm of her personal maid; then, with her attendant’s respectful and careful support, she gracefully stepped down from the carriage prepared with a ladder.

Bright sunlight shone on her, accompanied by gentle breezes that caused her beautiful blonde hair to flutter slightly.

Her holy and magnificent dress, a face crafted as if by a deity, her graceful and noble demeanor...

In that instant, the entire garden square fell silent.

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