"Your Majesty, regarding the reconstruction plan of Northland College, the church has sent two documents that require your review and signature."
"In addition, there is a letter from Lord Viscount Leon Castel. As of yesterday, the review team has successfully completed the review of three baronies in the south. Two other baron families who are suspected of having cooperated with the blood descendants are willing to report to Castel. I pay a huge atonement and surrender three castles and four manor houses to ask for your forgiveness.”
"Your Majesty the Viscount has attached the confession letters of the two barons and is waiting for your review and decision."
"..."
"Your Majesty the Earl? Your Majesty the Earl...?"
In the study room where official business was handled, the clerk was reading various newly sent documents from various parts of the territory, while softly calling Charlotte who was sleeping behind the desk.
Charlotte was alerted and instantly sober.
She glanced numbly at the mountain of official documents on the desk that was getting higher and higher as she processed them, and nodded lightly:
"Hmm... I understand. Just put the file there first. I'll look at it myself later."
"Then, about the signature..."
the steward asked cautiously.
"Bring it here."
Charlotte extended her hand to signal, and the clerk quickly handed over the official documents that needed to be signed.
Charlotte picked it up and looked at it carefully. After making sure that there was nothing wrong, she picked up the quill pen and waved it with her hand, dipping it in the fragrant carbon ink and writing her signature in a flying and dancing way.
After putting away the official documents, the clerk respectfully excused himself, while Charlotte yawned, her eyes swollen with two big dark circles, and her eyes were full of exhaustion.
"My Lord Earl, please have milk coffee and snacks."
Shirley, the head maid, held the hot drink and placed it respectfully in front of Charlotte.
Milk coffee is similar to the milk coffee in Charlotte's previous life. It is a mixture of deep-cultivated elven coffee and special hot milk from Luna Island. It is also a common drink among the elves in the world of Miria. It has been used for thousands of years. The elves are popular throughout the continent.
For dessert, there’s the Maison Éclair, a wheel-shaped puff pastry stuffed with praline custard and ground almonds.
Charlotte picked up the milk coffee, and the mellow aroma flowed into her nose, refreshing her a lot.
She took a sip. The sweetness was just right, the aroma was delicate, and the taste was full. She nodded with satisfaction, secretly thinking that Shirley was getting more and more understanding of her taste.
"Lord Earl, although it is important to handle official duties, please also pay attention to your health and ensure adequate sleep. After all... your body is still growing."
Looking at Charlotte, who was drinking milk coffee and eating snacks, narrowing her eyes happily, the head maid Shirley hesitated and said cautiously.
Charlotte:…
Although she knew that the other party had good intentions, looking at the other party's eyes on her head and chest, she instantly felt that the milk coffee in her hand no longer tasted good.
"Well, I'll pay attention, thank you."
Charlotte smiled and said.
"If nothing happens, go down first. I'll drink milk coffee, look at the scenery outside the window, and rest alone."
Shirley bowed respectfully and left slowly, while Charlotte sighed and rubbed her temples tiredly.
She hadn't slept well for two days since the blood Earl of the Ness clan named Yurst left.
It's not that he is busy with official duties, well... being busy with official duties is also one of the reasons. After all, Sebas, who can help her, is not around, and many of the administrative officers in the direct-administered territories have been dismissed due to the review. Now there are not enough people in the direct-administered territories' offices, and there are many She had to do it herself... What's more important was that she hadn't slept well for two nights.
Since the day before yesterday, Charlotte has always felt uneasy, or more accurately, as if someone was calling her.
She initially thought that Sebastian had something to report, but the soul contract of the Blood Scroll showed no response at all.
Later, she wondered if the werewolf Luv was holding some religious rituals or recruiting new people to the religion. After all, this devout werewolf had been obsessed with "spreading the faith of the True Ancestor" ever since he arrived in the North.
But after observing the light spots symbolizing believers deep in her spiritual world, she ruled out this matter.
Charlotte wondered again whether she might have encountered a situation similar to the last time the great priest prayed to her...
But this call was much weaker than the original prayer of the great priest, so that she could not locate the source of this call.
And although it was very weak, this vague call was like a mosquito, lingering in her ears from time to time.
Especially after night, the buzzing became even more intense, and it even caused her blood to surge, making it impossible for her to sleep well.
Fortunately, the calls would be weaker and less frequent during the day, so Charlotte felt that she might be able to take a nap.
However, when she finished drinking her milk coffee and eating her puff pastry, and just when she was about to lean back on the chair and close her eyes to rest, the vague call came again...
Not only that, this time it was stronger and clearer than any other time.
"It's your uncle! Where is the sound coming from? It's unclear. It's buzzing like a decoration. Are you annoyed?"
Listening to the call that seemed to come from her soul and blood, Charlotte couldn't bear it anymore.
She stood up and ordered the maid not to disturb anyone, closed the study door and locked herself inside, then sank into consciousness and directly used the divine power of blood stored in the Blood Sacred Scripture.
She didn't believe it. This time she used the power of blood and couldn't find the source of this call!
Under the protection of the divine power of blood, Charlotte's brilliant blond hair instantly turned into silver, and her azure eyes transformed into the strange and mysterious red and gold twins.
With her divine power functioning and her perception greatly enhanced, Charlotte once again adopted the "observer" posture that seemed to be able to see through everything.
And this time, perhaps because the call was stronger than before, she finally sensed the source of the call.
However, when Charlotte sensed the source, she was instantly stunned.
The source of that sound was no other place, it was the crimson sea of stars deep in her consciousness that represented the blood race!
No, to be more precise, it is a red star in the sea of stars that is far brighter than its surrounding companions!
"Is it a vampire? There is a vampire...calling me?"
Charlotte looked surprised.
"Wait...why does this breath feel familiar?"
she mused.
After pondering for a moment, Charlotte carefully touched the bloody light group in her consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, she felt her consciousness being pulled. After rising infinitely, she seemed to have traveled through the endless void and came to a dark room.
In the room, on the ground, bloodstains that had gradually turned into black were carved with crooked symbols, which looked very familiar to Charlotte, and resembled her thorns and roses.
In the corner, a noble man with disheveled hair and pale face, as if he had lost too much blood, was sitting on the floor, looking numbly at the latest blood symbol in front of him.
His eyes were a little dull, but there seemed to be a bit of hope.
And the symbol in front of him was the one that looked most like a rose of thorns among the ghostly symbols scattered all over the room...
When Charlotte saw the other party's appearance clearly, she was stunned:
"Earl Jurst?"
