Yurst left.
Charlotte and Albrecht were the only two people left on the observation deck again.
Although Yurst's arrangement just now made Albrecht want to burst out his blood power and strangle him to death, but after Yurst left, Albrecht felt uncomfortable again.
Help...
Now only he and the True Ancestor of Blood are left!
Standing with Charlotte, Albrecht felt as if the air around him had become suffocating.
Even when facing the Blood Demon Archduke Abaddon, he had never felt such fear and depression!
Albrecht looked at Charlotte with some sigh, some nervousness, and some fear.
However, Charlotte seemed to have no intention of paying attention to him.
Her eyes were still on the night sky in the distance, as if admiring the bright stars.
Noticing that Charlotte's attention didn't seem to be on him, Albrecht took a gentle breath.
He held his breath, first quietly moved to the side, and then looked at Charlotte cautiously.
After realizing that Charlotte didn't seem to notice his little movement, he became a little bolder and quietly moved to the side, and his speed also increased.
Rub, rub, rub... Albrecht was like a crab walking sideways, slithering to the other side of the observation deck.
Then, he raised his legs and climbed over the railing, preparing to sneak away immediately while Charlotte was not paying attention.
Of course Charlotte couldn't help but notice him...
She glanced at Albrecht in a funny way, who was running away like a mouse with his tail between his legs, made an indifferent expression, and said softly:
"Do I allow you to leave?"
Albrecht's movements froze slightly.
He still kept climbing over the railing, but his whole body was frozen in place like an unlucky guy petrified by Medusa.
He wanted to just ignore Charlotte's words and fly away directly into a ball of black mist, but his body didn't obey his orders.
Deep in his soul, the mark of the Blood Servant Contract flickered slightly, constraining Albrecht's actions with an unbreakable will.
Albrecht looked bitter.
He turned around mechanically, and his eyes met Charlotte's.
Under the starlight, Charlotte's blue eyes turned golden red at some point.
The brilliance flowing inside it is mysterious and profound.
The half-smiling gaze overlapped with the eyes hidden behind the crimson mist in front of the Throne of Blood in his memory, as if carrying some incredible power.
When he looked at Albrecht, he felt that all the blood power in his body seemed to be frozen for an instant, as if he had returned to the time before he obtained the power of blood, when he was still an inconspicuous little devil in the hell space. when.
Albrecht's pressure doubled.
He forced out a smile that was even uglier than crying, and honestly lowered his leg halfway over the hurdle, and then laughed dryly:
"Um... Great Lord Earl, I... I just saw that you were too absorbed in admiring the stars, and I didn't want to disturb you rashly..."
Charlotte glanced at him:
"The answer is not what you asked, but you are quite good at avoiding contract stipulations. I want to hear the truth."
"I'm so scared, I want to run away..."
The blood servant contract mark in his soul flickered slightly, and Albrecht blurted out.
After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth.
Charlotte looked strange.
Although she knew that with the suppression of blood and the constraints of the contract, Albrecht could not resist her, but the other party's heartfelt fear still surprised her.
The vampires' fear of the True Ancestor of Blood seemed to be stronger than she imagined.
Looking at Albrecht who was as frightened as a bird, Charlotte was somewhat interested in teasing him.
She touched her delicate face and tilted her head:
"Am I terrible?"
"More evil than the devil?"
"More sinister than the devil?"
"More cruel than the black dragon...?"
Albrecht:…
Seeing Charlotte repeat all the complaints he just made one by one, he wished he could leave and go back to the past to give himself a few big mouths.
"No... you are great, you are the co-owner of the blood race, you are the supreme king, you are the existence that our blood descendants look up to!"
"Your power is so powerful and awesome..."
Albrecht continued to answer questions that were wrong and decisively flattered him.
Even his legs were still shaking, and he seemed to be able to stand steady only by holding on to the railing.
Charlotte glanced at him and said calmly:
"Tell me, why did you come to the Roman Principality, and...how did you do the job I asked you to do?"
Albrecht breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Charlotte did not continue to attack him for his previous offenses and blasphemy.
He hesitated for a moment and said calmly:
"I heard that the Roman Principality is going to hold an ancestor recognition ceremony, so I wanted to come here to have a look."
"Definitely...definitely not just trying to avoid you! Well...well, maybe...probably...maybe...just a little bit..."
As if he was afraid that Charlotte would misunderstand, Albrecht quickly added.
Don't you just want to avoid me?
Charlotte mused.
Just like when she responded to the inquiry from the Holy Royal Court after traveling through time, the blood servant cannot tell lies in person, but she can also only tell half the truth.
The purpose of the operation that Albrecht mentioned when chatting with her before was definitely not false. He did come to the Roman Principality with the intention of "escape", but it was true that he had reservations.
Moreover, what he retains may be his main purpose.
Now that Charlotte has revealed her identity to him, upon questioning, Albrecht, who is already a contracted blood servant, of course cannot continue to hide.
"Are you also interested in the Roman Sword recognition ceremony?"
Charlotte asked with interest.
Albrecht was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and said sarcastically:
"Forget it...let it go."
"Really?"
Charlotte frowned.
She wasn't satisfied with the answer.
Obviously, even now, Albrecht is still unwilling to give up and still has reservations.
Charlotte's eyes dimmed a bit.
She put away her smile, looked at Albrecht calmly, and said:
"I want to hear the exact answer."
The blood servant contract in the soul flickered again, and the blood power also trembled.
Facing Charlotte's unquestionable gaze, Albrecht's scalp suddenly went numb.
He didn't want to answer the question, but under the influence of the contract, he couldn't refuse, and finally had to say honestly:
"I'm here to find the faceless statue."
"You confiscated the faceless statue, and I have to find a new one as a replacement. The sealed Roman Sword of the Roman Principality probably has one here, so... I just wanted to try my luck during the ceremony."
After hearing Albrecht's words, Charlotte raised an eyebrow:
"Did you know there is a faceless statue here?"
"Maybe... just a possibility..."
Albrecht said.
Charlotte glanced at him and said with a half-smile:
"You never mentioned this in your rubbing memory."
Albrecht's expression tightened and he looked embarrassed.
He laughed dryly and explained with some guilt:
"You...you needed all the memories about the blood descendants. I did rub them all."
"However, at that time, the news about the Roman Principality was just my speculation. I was worried that I was wrong, so... I didn't rush to add it..."
Charlotte gave him a long look.
Albrecht immediately lowered his head obediently and looked at his nose and heart.
It's just that he's too tall.
The tall man, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, looked like he was bowing his head and admitting his mistake in front of the little dwarf Charlotte, looking a little happy.
Obviously, Albrecht had more thoughts than Charlotte imagined.
Maybe he really wasn't sure whether the news about the faceless statue of the Roman Principality was true or false before, but even if it was speculation, he should report it truthfully as it related to the remains of the True Ancestor.
But Charlotte has nothing to blame.
After all, she was a blood servant who was forcibly contracted. She was extremely lucky to be able to contract a legend into a blood servant. It was unavoidable to be careful.
In other words, Albrecht couldn't figure out Charlotte's true identity and completely mistook her for the resurrected True Ancestor of Blood.
Otherwise, he must have more thoughts.
However, no matter how you put it, since you have taken the opponent as a blood servant, you still have to beat him.
Thinking of this, Charlotte looked at Albrecht.
The divine power of blood quietly circulated, communicating with the blood servant contract mark between her and the other party.
For a moment, Albrecht only felt the contract mark in his soul blooming with glory, and the crimson light swallowed everything in an instant.
The world around him suddenly disappeared.
Albrecht was horrified to find that he was in the majestic dark night castle again.
The "True Ancestor of Blood" sat high on the throne, looking down at him like an ant.
However, he did not just stand below like last time, but was hung on a cross.
Under the cross, there are burning flames, and around the cross, there are floating swords.
The flames quickly engulfed Albrecht's body, and the suspended sharp swords flew towards him, quickly piercing through his heart...
The intense pain of his soul burning and the sword piercing his heart made Albrecht let out a shrill scream. He wanted to struggle, but he could do nothing while tied to the cross.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
A year may have passed, or many years may have passed. The painful punishment and torture seemed to extend infinitely in the span of time, turning into eternity.
It wasn't until Albrecht couldn't bear it anymore that everything quietly disappeared.
The world returns to reality.
There was no Dark Night Castle, no cross, and no punishment. He was still standing on the observation deck.
However, the sharp pain remaining in his soul reminded him that he had just... been punished by his true ancestor.
The pain in his soul made Albrecht's face extremely pale. He swayed slightly and almost lost his balance.
Opposite him, Charlotte, who punished Albrecht with the illusion magic controlled by the power of blood through the Blood Servant Contract, also felt weak and managed to maintain her figure without losing her composure on the spot.
A legend is a legend.
More than a month has passed since the legendary battle of Lutecia. Although Albrecht's injury has not fully recovered, it is no longer as seriously injured as before.
Charlotte, who has not carried out the liberation of the true ancestor, is only a Blood Viscount at the peak of Silver Moon. It is still a bit difficult to suppress the opponent only by relying on the divine power of blood and the blood servant contract.
The constraints of the contract are okay. After all, the blood servant is one of the highest-level soul contracts. It has nothing to do with strength. It is difficult to violate it.
But the most direct force suppression above this is another matter.
Just the punitive illusion almost drained Charlotte of all her mental energy, and she almost became a human being!
The Holy Book of Blood shimmered, and the divine power of blood quietly transformed. The crimson divine power flowed, turning into gurgling spiritual energy to replenish Charlotte's spiritual power.
Charlotte felt a lot more relaxed now.
She let out a breath and looked calm, but Albrecht did not notice anything strange about her.
"This is just a small punishment and will not happen again."
Charlotte said calmly.
After saying that, she gave Albrecht another meaningful look:
"Remember, I hate concealment and betrayal."
After hearing Charlotte's emotionless words, Albrecht suddenly got goosebumps all over his body.
He trembled slightly, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were completely replaced by fear.
This...is this the power of the True Ancestor of Blood?
Just now... he really felt like his soul was going to be torn to pieces!
Just a look made him fall into endless punishment illusions. If he hadn't taken the initiative to release him in the end, I'm afraid he would have sunk forever and died in the torture of his soul!
Thinking back to the illusion just now, and the divine power of blood that surrounded him in the illusion that made him tremble, Albrecht could no longer muster the spirit or consciousness to resist.
He bowed his head tremblingly and replied with a trembling voice:
"Albrecht knows, Albrecht... thank you for your forgiveness."
Seeing the legendary blood descendant who had completely behaved himself, Charlotte felt relieved.
She didn't show anything on her face, and her voice was calm and authentic:
"Tell me, when you came to Roman, how did you plan to win the faceless statue?"
Charlotte was curious.
After learning from Eudocia that the sealed space of the Roman Sword was probably related to the Ancient Temple, she was also thinking about how to make things more convenient.
Now that Albrecht has arrived, he may be able to give her some reference.
After hearing Charlotte's words, Albrecht hesitated slightly and said:
"My original plan was to sabotage the ancestor recognition ceremony and take advantage of the critical moment of the ceremony to snatch away Roman's sword, which was unable to resist..."
"Then, use Roman's Sword to capture the Faceless God Statue."
Good guy.
Is this guy also planning to destroy the ceremony?
However, this was much cruder than what she and the Ness clan had planned.
It's no wonder that all the countries in Miria hate the Blood Demon Order. This... they are planning to cause destruction every day.
only……
Original plan?
"Original plan?"
Charlotte raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, the original plan."
Albrecht nodded.
"After coming to Roman, I discovered the aura of many blood descendants of Ness, and there were even acquaintances among them."
"The Ness clan seems to be making some big moves."
"I wanted to explore the bottom tonight and adjust my action plan, but unexpectedly... I bumped into you."
After speaking, Albrecht glanced at Charlotte, hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously:
"My Lord Earl, you seem to be very familiar with Yurst of the Ness clan..."
"Have you... already conquered the Ness clan?"
This is last night’s update. Today’s update will still be late, maybe even tomorrow. If there is no update at 11pm, it will probably be gone. You can wait until noon tomorrow to watch.
