Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 149: -137- Deal with the Evil God

Chapter 149: -137- Deal with the Evil God

The Great Priest actually wanted to make a deal with me, form a partnership?

Listening to the Great Priest’s inner thoughts, Charlotte’s mood was quite bizarre.

She really didn’t know whether to call the Great Priest bold or just unlucky for deciding to seek refuge with her.

Charlotte’s first thought was whether she should take this opportunity to solve the Great Priest once and for all.

But the thought was fleeting.

She abandoned the idea as soon as she sensed the altar that the other was calling her from.

That altar was engraved with the symbols of the thorny rose, but the Great Priest was not one of her Favored, she could keep the other’s soul in the Dark Night Ancient Castle, but she couldn’t interfere with the altar in the secret chamber.

She couldn’t attract too much attention from the Holy Royal Court.

Instead, she should try to lower her profile as much as possible.

Moreover, she did not need to waste her strength on someone destined to be destroyed.

Furthermore, upon hearing the Great Priest’s idea, Charlotte was actually quite interested in some of his "trade content."

She suddenly found it a good opportunity to obtain some more secretive information from the Holy Royal Court, which would strengthen her knowledge of the Church and the deity.

She had read a fair amount of the Church Hospital’s books, but much of the content was clearly for public dissemination and did not let Charlotte truly understand the Holy Royal Court.

Lotti was a new breakthrough, but Lotti was just a First Tier priest and certainly knew less about the Holy Royal Court than the Great Priest did.

Of course, she had no intention of sheltering the Great Priest.

She simply wanted to extract some intelligence from him...

Thinking this, Charlotte let out a faint chuckle, her voice ethereal as she said,

"A mortal’s trade?"

The voice was teasing, contemptuous, and carried a sense of aloof amusement and disdain.

However, this reaction seemed quite normal to the Great Priest.

Moreover, energized by hearing the voice of the Evil God, he immediately perked up,

"Yes, a trade! I wish to exchange information about the Holy Royal Court for your shelter..."

After speaking, the Great Priest looked down nervously, waiting for the Evil God’s response.

Charlotte, meanwhile, slowly tapped the armrest of her throne and did not answer immediately.

The rhythmic tapping continued, and the imposing figure on the throne remained silent, while the Great Priest felt each tap seeming to strike his very spirit, making him increasingly nervous...

Until even he, who was usually composed, was starting to get restless, that’s when the figure in the crimson mist chuckled once more,

"You truly are a bold and presumptuous Fallen Priest."

"However... with your bargaining chip, wanting my shelter is sadly not enough!"

"If you wish my protection, you need to offer more interesting things."

Although Charlotte was quite interested in the information about the Holy Royal Court, she did not immediately agree to the proposal.

In addition to information on the Holy Royal Court, she felt she might learn even more from him...

On the other side, hearing Charlotte’s words, the Great Priest was not discouraged, but instead, became excited,

"Great existence... then, what do you need me to do to gain your protection?"

Charlotte chuckled lightly,

"That question... you need to ask yourself, what intriguing news can you offer to win my favor."

Listening to Charlotte’s words, the Great Priest fell into thought, while Charlotte herself sensed that her time to "summon" him was almost up.

This "summoning" was embarrassingly short, so short that Charlotte was caught off guard.

Clearly, with her current power, maintaining a "summoning" for a Blazing Sun Third Tier was still a strain, this time nothing compared to Sebastian’s summoning.

"Think well, call out any news you know in my name, and when I am satisfied, you will receive my gaze!"

Charlotte declared solemnly.

With that, the crimson mist spread once more, and the Great Priest felt everything around him beginning to blur...

He quickly realized that the other party was ending the summoning.

"Majestic being! How may I contact You? How may I call upon Your name?"

He hurriedly cried out.

"You may address me as, ’Dark Night’..."

The ethereal voice gradually faded away, dissipating along with the crimson mist.

Once the Great Priest’s consciousness cleared, he realized he had returned to the inner chamber.

Recalling his recent communication with the Evil God, his expression shifted.

Clearly, the Evil God had not directly agreed to his bargain.

But this Evil God had given him a chance.

The Great Priest was well aware that although this Evil God was also deemed malevolent, judging by Its conduct, It could very well have been a True God in history...

And for such an alien god, the words They spoke were generally kept.

"It seems... I need to find a way to sort through the Church’s various documents."

The Great Priest muttered to himself, his expression filled with anticipation.

...

After ending the summoning of the Great Priest, Charlotte too returned to reality.

However, unlike the anxious Great Priest, she was completely calm.

The words to the Great Priest were merely a casual gesture on her part.

It would be good to hear some useful information from the Great Priest, which would give her an edge in the upcoming scrutiny by the Holy Royal Court.

But she wasn’t insistent if nothing came of it.

She had no intention of protecting him, nor did she plan to summon him again in the future.

She never considered herself to be a promise-keeping good Samaritan, and for someone like the Great Priest, a Fallen, she was even less inclined to keep her promises.

She merely wanted to use this method to keep an eye on him.

She was also looking forward to the moment when he thought he was out of danger, only to suddenly face his demise, and the astonishment on his face...

Thinking of this, Charlotte’s mood also brightened.

She poured herself another cup of hot milk and drank it with relish.

After that, she stretched lazily, preparing to visit her personal practice room to try out the new Magic she had learned.

Reopening the door, Charlotte walked down to the first floor.

However, when she arrived at the hall on the ground floor, she saw that all the young men and women she had recruited from the Outer City District were gathered there.

Dozens of them stood in uniformed rows on both sides.

This included the maids she had rescued from the Drunk Dream Saloon, not one was missing.

The cool-looking Sherry and Rand who had already reached First Tier Starry stood at the front, Sherry even leaning on a cane.

Seeing them, Charlotte was slightly taken aback:

"What are you all gathered here for?"

As she spoke, she looked toward Sherry, expressing disapproval:

"Why are you up and about instead of resting properly?"

Sherry pursed her lips.

Then, under Charlotte’s somewhat astonished gaze, the proud-hearted maid suddenly leaned on her cane and knelt on one knee, her cool voice carrying emotion for the first time:

"Earl of Castel, kind and righteous Lord Charlotte..."

"Your maid Sherry is ready to offer her loyalty to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of young men and women also knelt on one knee:

"Ready to offer our loyalty to you!"

Looking at the solemn faces of the young men and women, Charlotte was inwardly moved.

She knew that after enduring the Holy Judgment and rescuing the maids from the Drunk Dream Saloon, she had finally earned everyone’s loyalty.

If before it was by virtue of generous conditions and the Charm effect of her Majesty Skill, now, they truly recognized her as their mistress.