Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 67: -58- The Little Match Girl_2

Chapter 67: -58- The Little Match Girl_2

Only the woman remained in place, her gaze blank, not even noticing that her wine glass had overflowed.

"Charlotte... it’s... the young master!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey hey! Eponine! The wine has spilled! The wine has spilled!"

Seeing the ale spilled all over the table, a patron quickly called out.

The woman was stunned, then immediately got up:

"Sorry..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have sudden matters to attend to, today’s tavern will close temporarily."

...

Outer City District commercial street, a busy tailoring shop.

An elderly couple of tailors was bustling about, measuring and cutting clothes for customers.

Suddenly, accompanied by the neigh of a packhorse and the exclamations of passersby, a flustered figure hurried in.

"Madoc! Div!"

"Lord Charlotte has come! Lord Charlotte has come to the Outer City District!"

"She’s now at our house, she wants to recall the faithful servants of the Castel!"

"Oh! Stop sighing at the uniform mounted on the wall, go and take the children to meet her! Don’t you want to see your own child become a Knight?"

Old Frank breathlessly finished speaking, then left the shop again.

The elderly couple was taken aback.

The woman quickly became excited:

"The young master! It’s the young master!"

"Dear, I knew it! Castel wouldn’t forget us!"

However, the old tailor’s face was filled with anger:

"Hmph! Happy about what! They abandoned us in the past, and now they want to call us back? Dream on!"

"Nobles... not a single good one among them!"

Saying so, he angrily walked to the wall and yanked down the framed Castel family uniform...

He paused for a second, then quickly said:

"Go and call Lola and Silvano."

"The store is closed for today."

...

Today was destined to be an unsettled day in the Outer City District.

Frank rode his packhorse through the streets, and wherever he went, shops closed their doors or households were abuzz.

Even an elderly servant, who was serving in an employer’s house, suddenly left his work, turned around without a backward glance, and excitedly left under the bewildered gaze of his master.

On the streets, carriages large and small drove out of alleys and lanes, carrying weathered old people and their children, all heading in the same direction.

...

Frank’s servant agency.

Charlotte, waiting for Frank’s return, sat at a table, holding a cloth doll in one hand and a wolf toy in the other, sincerely narrating a healing tale from Blue Star:

"Just like that, the little match girl who was driven out of her home and Mr. Wolf, who was abused and had escaped from the circus, settled down in the forest."

"Sharing a common plight, they became close friends who shared everything. The girl secretly brought food for Mr. Wolf, and on cold nights, Mr. Wolf would let the girl sleep safely in his warm embrace..."

"A week went by, and finally, the time for the banquet arrived."

"Encouraged by Mr. Wolf, the little match girl finally decided to gather her courage and attend the banquet."

"However, no matter how much the girl pleaded, the wicked stepmother and sisters refused her attendance at the prince’s evening party; the little girl could only run out crying..."

Charlotte’s voice, soothing and melodious, carried a faint sadness.

Frank’s two pretty little daughters huddled close to her, holding their chins obediently, their large eyes intently watching the young girl telling the story, their beautiful faces filled with heartache.

Even the aloof elder daughter, Sherry, stood to one side, quietly pricking up her ears, her hands clutching the tray, her fingertips slightly white, seemingly worried about the plight of the little match girl.

"That wicked stepmother! The little match girl is too pitiful! Mr. Wolf is really too gentle!"

"Then what! Sister Charlotte, what happened then!" the two chirpy pretty girls asked.

Charlotte paused, took a sip of milk, and continued waving the toy, narratively and emotively:

"On a night with drifting snowflakes, the girl, holding her matches, cried in the empty streets. At that moment, Mr. Wolf appeared again."

"He wore the prince’s outfit from the circus, came up to the girl, and gently said—"

"Beautiful miss, may I have this dance with you?"

"Looking at Mr. Wolf in his circus outfit, which seemed a bit funny, the girl was a bit confused—"

"Mr. Wolf, don’t you hate the circus outfits the most?"

Mr. Wolf said—

"If no one else can be your prince, then let me be your prince."

Frank’s younger daughters were completely enthralled; they eagerly asked:

"What next! Sister Charlotte, what next!"

Sherry also unconsciously sat down at the table, her face tense and her expression focused.

Charlotte gave them a glance and revealed a pure, warm smile as she continued the tale:

"The girl burst into laughter."

"She took Mr. Wolf’s extended hand and danced gracefully among the snowflakes, like a beautiful princess at a ball."

"Suddenly, the girl grew tired."

"She looked at Mr. Wolf’s ugly, terrifying face, and asked blissfully and innocently—"

"Mr. Wolf, why do you have such large eyes?"

Mr. Wolf said—"

"To see you more clearly."

"And why do you have such a large nose?"

Mr. Wolf said—"

"To remember your scent more firmly."

"And why do you have such a big mouth?"

Charlotte suddenly paused.

Looking at those three pairs of eyes intently watching her, she continued:

"Mr. Wolf bent down and left a kiss on the girl’s forehead—"

"To kiss you deeply."

The girl cried..."

"She hugged Mr. Wolf tight—"

"Mr. Wolf, take me with you, let us leave this place of sorrow and start our new life together."

"Mr. Wolf hugged her back, gently saying—"

"Let’s travel together and pursue the happiness that belongs to us, and from now on...there will be no more sorrow and tears."

Having finished, Charlotte gently placed the two dolls together, letting out a long, distant sigh.

The two little girls listening to the story were completely enthralled.

"Mr. Wolf is so nice! I wish I had a gentle Mr. Wolf too!"

"How wonderful, they can finally live happily ever after!"

The girls said with faces full of longing and emotion.

Standing aside and eavesdropping, the beautiful maid Sherry also let out a sigh of relief, her indifferent eyes flickering with life.

Even Sebastian, standing behind Charlotte, had his crimson gaze soften and warm.

Seeing everyone looking healed and happy, the corners of Charlotte’s mouth lifted slightly, revealing a mischievous, devil-like smile.

Then she sighed softly, lifted the wolf doll, and in a tender, melancholic voice said:

"The next morning, people found the little girl frozen to death on the street."

"Her face bore a happy smile, clutching the tattered wolf doll her deceased mother had given her, surrounded by burnt-out matches..."

The girls: ...

Sherry: ...

Sebastian: ...

"Wow—!"

The two beautiful girls suddenly burst into tears.

"Crack..."

Sherry crushed the tray.

Even the smiling Sebastian’s expression suddenly stiffened.

At that moment, the door to the small building was pushed open, and Lady Mina’s figure reappeared.

"Wah—! Wuuu! Mom! The little girl is dead! The little girl is dead! Wah!"

In her perplexed gaze, her two daughters rushed to her, crying uncontrollably.

Maid Sherry suddenly stood up, her knee hitting the table corner.

She staggered, shook a bit, but still managed to stand up, limping and without looking back, stormed upstairs in a huff.

Watching the two little girls moved by her story, and the beautiful maid who could no longer maintain her composure, completely losing her cool, Charlotte revealed a devilishly satisfied smile and sipped her milk lightly.

Seeing her charming smile, Sebastian couldn’t help but twitch his mouth:

"My Lord, you really do know how to tell a story!"

"I’m teaching them the cruelty of reality."

Charlotte said leisurely.

Sebastian: ...

"As expected of you..."

He was left speechless, managing only those words.

Meanwhile, Lady Mina, after consoling her tearfully sobbing daughters, came before Charlotte and respectfully said:

"Lord Charlotte..."

"They have arrived."

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