Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 424: Audience with

Chapter 424: Audience with

North Port.

When the grand Castel cavalry returned from "suppressing bandits," the original troop of one thousand five hundred had swelled to more than two thousand.

The citizens stood on both sides of the street, curiously watching the army entering through the city gates, especially those in the middle of the military ranks, who had already laid down their weapons and whose armor and shields obviously bore the violet insignia of the surrendered troops.

"They’re the Violet runaways who wreaked havoc up north!"

"Are those the ones? I heard they beat those noble masters to the point of crying for their fathers and mothers..."

"That’s right! I heard they even plundered Nasser Manor, yup, the beast that enforced the Right of First Night in his domain!"

"Well done! They really vented our anger for us!"

"But in the end, they still fell to the Count."

"After all, the Count is more powerful, isn’t she? She’s the one who could lead Castel to defeat the Allied Forces of two duchies!"

"Do you think... how will the Count deal with these runaways?"

"She’s likely to have Violet pay a ransom."

"What a pity... the Count is also a wise Lord who despises the nobles’ misdeeds, it would’ve been nice if she could keep them."

"Hey, whether to keep the Violet Soldiers isn’t important; what matters is their Commander. I’ve heard it was the Commander who organized the Violet runaways."

"The Commander? Is he also from the nobility?"

"Of course, he even seems to be a descendant of an ancient family..."

"That feels kind of similar to the Count."

"..."

The citizens buzzed with discussion, curiously sizing up the incoming troops.

Within the ranks, the disarmed Baron Betel and Agnes rode side by side, surrounded by layers of Castel Knights.

Hearing the discussions of the citizens, Agnes turned her head to look at Baron Betel with a smile,

"Guillaume, what do you think? Isn’t Count Castel’s reputation a bit different from what you imagined?"

Baron Betel was silent for a moment, then he slightly nodded his head.

Agnes seemed even happier:

"So... rest assured, she’s different from the other nobles, and her way of doing things leans more towards us Willerts. I think... after becoming her vassal, you should be better off than at Violet."

"After all, one of the important reasons you were willing to follow my father was because our Willert Family treated commoners well!"

Hearing Agnes’s words, Baron Betel fell silent.

He was not ignorant of Count Castel’s reputation; during his time performing guerrilla warfare in the Northern Land, he had also heard about Count Castel’s deeds from the local commoners.

Regarding that legendary young lady, to say he was not curious or approving was impossible.

It was just that previously, due to his stance and the feud between families, reconciliation with her was impossible.

At this thought, Baron Betel suddenly recalled the moment when the Willert Family was stripped of their nobility and demoted to commoners, the shout of the Willert people:

"Castel! We Willerts will be enemies with you unto death!"

But now...

Looking at Agnes’s proud smile, seeing her natural and relaxed manner when talking about Castel, he finally confirmed... this true last direct Bloodline of the Willert Family had really let everything go.

Taking in Agnes’s expression, Baron Betel’s emotions were complicated.

For many years, seeking vengeance on Castel had become a part of his life.

And now, suddenly being told that all past grievances were settled and the former enemy was reconciled with his liege Lord,

Honestly, it was impossible not to feel a shock to his soul.

Baron Betel felt he still needed time to adjust, and time to come to terms with everything.

But the turn of events was so dramatic that he was not only facing reconciliation but also had to become a vassal of the former enemy and swear allegiance to them.

When he first heard the news, he even... had already planned to face death alone.

However, Agnes’s arrival had shaken the very foundation of his resolve, stripping away any reason he’d had.

Baron Betel was at a loss.

He wasn’t lost about which path to take next.

He was a noble, and even more so a knight; he knew that he was to become a vassal to the Castels, and he also knew that he no longer had any reason to oppose them.

But... he really didn’t know how to face this young Count, who was once his enemy and now about to become his Lord, nor did he know how the other would treat him.

After all, he had stirred trouble behind the Castels’ lines for over a month, even refusing to surrender after the war had ended. Although he didn’t harm many civilians, he had still caused chaos in the central regions of the Castel territory, almost maxing out the hatred of the nobles from the Northern Land.

It was important to note that the Noble Manors he plundered even included some belonging to the Count Mansion, properties of the Castel family, those of the young Countess...

He had even killed a few stewards and small nobles on those estates.

Of course, it was only after his pillaging and killing spree that he found out.

"Guillaume, we’ve arrived. The Count should currently be in the study. The Personal Guard Knights of the Count Mansion will escort you to her,"

Unaware of how time had passed, they had already arrived at the Count Mansion. Rahael gave Baron Betel a smile and said.

Hesitant for a moment, Baron Betel dismounted and entered the Count Mansion together with Agnes.

As soon as they entered, the Deacon and Personal Guard Knights, already informed, came to greet them.

"Are you Baron Betel?"

Rand, who had become the captain of the Count Mansion’s Personal Guard Knights, curiously sized up Baron Betel and asked.

Confronting the young knight before him with a Starry capability, Betel’s gaze grew sharp.

He nodded:

"Yes, I am Guillaume de Betel Willett."

After he spoke, Baron Betel noticed the expression of the other change instantly.

The young knight gave him a thumbs-up before speaking enthusiastically:

"You’re the one! We’ve long disliked those hypocritical, misbehaving nobles! Castel needs real nobles and knights like you to sort out these Fallen fellows!"

Watching the admiration on the knight’s face, Betel was taken aback.

"Alright, come with me, the Count has been waiting for you for a long time,"

Rand said with a smile.

Following the young knight, Baron Betel entered the grand hall of the Count Mansion and went upstairs. After a series of turns to the left and right, he arrived at the door of a modest yet opulent study.

"My Lord, please come in,"

The knight gestured.

Baron Betel hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

Inside the study, a beautiful blonde girl was leaning over her desk, deeply engrossed in writing something.

"Are you Baron Betel?"

The girl put down her feather pen and asked with curiosity.

Baron Betel hesitated, then silently nodded.

"You’ve arrived at just the right time; this is the cabinet’s proposal for the future development plan of Baron Betel Territory. Take a look and see if it’s realistic,"

The girl pointed to a scroll of parchment on the table and said.

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