Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 275: -47- Blood Count Appears_2

Chapter 275: -47- Blood Count Appears_2

"As long as you are willing to pledge loyalty to the Nais Clan, all the nobles within your domain will be loyal to you, and you will become the true master of Castel."

Was he lured by the extraordinary power and titles offered by the Nais Clan...

Charlotte pondered thoughtfully.

"Pfft... Transcendent? So, you think you are a Transcendent now?"

"Indeed, a Taboo Magic Pattern can grant powerful strength, but it is borrowed power, and the corresponding price is even more terrifying. Basically, this is nothing but a byproduct of a failed experiment."

"Or do you believe that with such false power, you can control Lord Charlotte?"

Black Cat Nisi shook his head and said.

Madoc glanced at Nisi and smiled:

"Lord Nisi is right, of course I know that my power is borrowed."

"However... I don’t have many years left to live anyway, being able to pave a wonderful future for the next generation is enough for me."

"Moreover, after the mission is completed, I will naturally receive the First Embrace of the noble Nais Clan. At that time... I will become a member of the Bloodline, even more powerful and noble than the average Transcendent, possessing strength beyond ordinary Transcendents and the ability of immortality!"

"Compared to the eternal life in the future, what are a little life span and spiritual power now!"

Madoc spoke with fervent passion, his expression full of longing.

Speaking of which, he looked at Charlotte again, persuading:

"Count, this may be the last time I address you as Count. Please accept the Nais Clan’s invitation."

"I know you must have made various arrangements in Count Mansion, but unfortunately... no matter how prepared you are, you are just a low-tier, First Tier professional. Even with Mr. Sebastian’s assistance, at most you can only contend with the Silver Moon."

"Let me be clear, the existence behind me is the Blood Count, a true Third Tier of the Blazing Sun! And... there is more than one!"

"You cannot stand against us. If you are willing to accept the invitation, I think... the Lord of the Nais Clan will certainly be very pleased to accept you, granting you the power of the Bloodline and making you a member of the great Nais Clan!"

Upon hearing Madoc’s words, Nisi looked at Charlotte oddly.

A lackey from a Bloodline Clan, not even ranking as the lowest Blood Servant, standing before the great Blood True Ancestor, persuading the latter to accept the invitation and become a descendant of a Bloodline Clan that doesn’t know how many generations old...

This scene was, unavoidably, quite amusing.

Charlotte laughed.

She rubbed her chin, as if contemplating:

"Immortality? That does sound like an appealing suggestion..."

Madoc also smiled.

However, before he could say anything more, Charlotte abruptly changed the subject:

"But, what if I refuse?"

Madoc’s smile gradually faded:

"It seems that you did not take my words to heart."

Saying that, he sighed:

"In that case, we will have to resort to brute force, to make you obediently comply..."

Having said this, he drew a complex serpentine symbol in front of his chest and loudly declared:

"Oathbound·Blood Spirit Descent!"

A dark red glow burst forth from Madoc, and at the same time, Charlotte’s vision once again revealed familiar crimson letters—

[The Blood Holy Scripture has detected an activated Divine Skill Ritual—]

[Magic Technique Name: Nicholas’s Oathbound Spirit Descent Technique]

[Caster: Madoc Olan]

[Summoning Target: Humphrey Lachlan]

[Magic Effect: A blasphemous divine technique created by the Legendary Mage Nicholas. The caster establishes a connection with the summoned target with whom an oathbound prayer has been signed through oathbound invocation, allowing the summoned entity to initiate a Will Projection almost akin to a Divine Descent, manifesting before the caster.]

[Interception Probability Determination: 100%]

[Intercept?]

Will Projection?

Charlotte felt a stir within her heart.

She did not interfere with Madoc’s actions, instead allowing him to proceed. The next moment, a formidable presence rose from behind Madoc.

The crimson glow slowly converged. Before the eyes of a surprised yet curious Charlotte, it gathered behind Madoc into an ethereal figure.

The vague figure wore a half-mask, obscuring its features, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes and adorned with a majestic silver robe painted with constellations and serpents, the emblem of the Nais Clan.

As the figure appeared, a faint blood color immediately permeated the bookroom, accompanied by a heart-thudding, powerful pressure...

It was a Spiritual Domain.

This was a Third-Tier Blazing Sun powerhouse!

The ethereal figure cast a faint glance at Madoc, and a rumbling voice slowly rose:

"Madoc, you called too slowly."

"Sorry... Count, I originally wanted to try to win over Castel’s allegiance... but now it seems, I’m afraid I have failed,"

Madoc bowed respectfully to the ethereal figure and replied.

"Hmph! Acting on your own accord, if there is a next time, you’ll never receive the sacred First Embrace!"

The ethereal figure snorted coldly, dissatisfied.

Hearing his words, Madoc’s expression tensed, and a look of panic crossed his face:

"Never again! It won’t happen again!"

However, the ethereal figure had already lost interest in him and turned its gaze to Charlotte.

"Charlotte de Castel?"

The crimson virtual pupils stared at the girl behind the desk, imbued with an indescribable sense.

"Humphrey Lachlan?"

Charlotte similarly looked at the figure, her expression carrying a hint of curiosity.

The ethereal figure was visibly surprised to be called by name:

"You actually know me?"

"Hmph! The people of the Roman family... really have no credibility!"

Having said that, the ethereal figure’s gaze once again fell upon Charlotte’s strikingly beautiful face.

A flash of amazement and nostalgia crossed the crimson pupils, and the rumbling voice started up again:

"So similar... really similar..."

"The mysteries of human genetics are truly wondrous. To see a face almost identical to Princess Annie’s is truly nostalgic..."

Upon hearing the ethereal figure’s words, Charlotte’s heart skipped a beat:

"Do you know my mother?"

Annie was the name of Charlotte’s mother, the body she had been transported into, and Charlotte knew that her mother was a noble from the Falling Star Kingdom.

Yet, not a soul in Castel had ever spoken of her mother’s identity; it was as if it were a deliberately buried history.

As Charlotte understood, this had something to do with the eighty-year-long Star Moon War.

But now, hearing the term "Blood Count" uttered by this individual before her made Charlotte’s eyelids twitch violently.

Annie... Your Highness?

Charlotte was extremely curious as to what status her mother held to be addressed as "Your Highness."

However, the ethereal figure clearly wasn’t in the mood for a chat with Charlotte.

Looking down upon Charlotte, his voice grew increasingly excited, increasingly tremulous, and within that tremor seemed to be hints of grinding teeth:

"Nostalgic enough... to want to destroy, nostalgic enough to wish to tear apart, nostalgic enough to make one eager to see you crawling at our feet, begging for mercy!"

His gaze grew increasingly presumptuous, his voice increasingly angry:

"Yulster wanted to be diplomatic first, resort to force later, to try to win you over. He said that after all, Castel isn’t Roman..."

"I have been strongly opposed to this... from the very beginning."

"And now it seems, I was indeed right to oppose!"

"After all, seeing such a face, I doubt any of the Nais could contain the rage in their hearts!"

With those words, the ethereal figure grew more solid, and an even more astonishing pressure erupted from him, along with a tsunami-like Spirit Shock:

"Scion of the Roman family! Bear the wrath of the Nais Clan, become an eternal slave to us, the Descendants of Blood!"

A terrifying aura exploded, the broad will of a Third-Tier Blazing Sun transformed into a dark crimson storm of consciousness, assaulting Charlotte’s soul!

Witnessing this scene, the Black Cat Nisi couldn’t help but cover his eyes, sighing inwardly:

Ah... Why must there always be foolhardy souls that invade the mental realm of this old monster?