Count Jurst, who is wearing a mage's robe, is sitting in his magic research room, concentrating on studying the structure of inscription enchantment.
This is an interest that Yurst has cultivated for more than a thousand years, and it is also his daily pastime and indulgence in entertainment.
As a longevity person, you have to find some fun in your long life to offset the mental wear and tear caused by the erosion of time.
On the display racks in the back row of the magic laboratory, there are various and strange magic props, all the works of this vampire count who is passionate about alchemy and enchantment.
Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed through, and the half-embedded inscription in front of Yurst exploded.
A translucent shield appeared in front of Yurst, easily blocking the bursting elements.
Yurst waved his hand to disperse the drifting smoke and cursed:
"What a bad luck! Another failure!"
"How did Nicholas do it back then? He was able to perfectly balance the two opposing elements in the magic energy structure..."
"It's a pity... hundreds of years have passed and there is still no news about him. It seems that he was torn into pieces by some church..."
"No, even if he escaped the pursuit, he would have turned into withered bones by now, right? After all... with his character, even if he dies, he will not choose to be transformed into a lich or reincarnated into another body..."
As if recalling something, Yurst sighed and said regretfully.
The study of magic inscriptions is a brain-burning job.
There are not many people, even among mages, who regard this kind of thing as fun.
For more than a thousand years, the only person who could make the Blood Earl Yurst his confidant and rival was the famous legendary mage from the human world hundreds of years ago.
But alas, the world is fair.
Even though the popularity of extraordinary power has allowed humans, a race with both intelligence and reproductive advantages, to achieve an explosion in overall strength, the lifespan of human extraordinary beings is almost the shortest among all intelligent races.
Thinking about it now, Yurst estimated that the grass on Nicholas's grave would be three meters high.
"Hey, when this storm is over and you have time, you can go to East Unite and visit his grave."
Sighing secretly, Yurst used cleaning magic to remove the residue of the failed magic and continued the experiment.
However, at this moment, a call originating from his blood and soul suddenly acted on him.
Feeling this sense of familiar calling, Yurst's heart skipped a beat:
"This...this is..."
Before he could react, the crimson mist spread, and with a trancelike feeling of weightlessness, he returned to the majestic and solemn castle again.
Seeing the beautiful figure vaguely visible under the mist on the throne, Yurst swallowed subconsciously, then quickly knelt down and said:
"You... Yourst... have met His Majesty the True Ancestor!"
"Your Majesty the Great True Ancestor, you summoned me... is there anything you need me to do?"
On the Blood Throne, Charlotte looked at the Blood Earl who was wearing a robe and holding a magic flask in his hand, and said with a smile:
"Yulst, it seems... you are living a leisurely life these days, and you have begun to study magic inscriptions."
Yurst's expression was a little embarrassed:
"Um... Your Majesty the True Ancestor, you also know that just as you like to travel around the world in various identities, immortal species like us can only relieve the boredom of the long years by having some fun.
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Traveling around the world in various identities...
Charlotte's heart moved slightly, and she remembered this hobby of the ancestor of the vampire clan.
"Okay, let's not mention your hobbies. How did you go about the things I asked you to do?"
Charlotte asked.
"You mean to find the remaining pages of the holy book for you, right? It's done! I've done it all!"
"In the past few months, I have been contacting my friends in the clan to inquire about the whereabouts of the remaining pages of the holy book, and I have actually collected some!"
Yurst said respectfully.
Charlotte's mood brightened:
"Oh? Take it and take a look."
"Your Majesty, True Ancestor, please wait a moment. Well...please allow me to use space magic here!"
Yurst said.
Charlotte nodded slightly, opening up Yurst's use of magic in the spiritual world in her consciousness, while Yurst stretched out his hand, chanted a spell, and summoned a space door.
He took out seven crimson pages from another space and respectfully presented them with both hands:
"Your Majesty the True Ancestor, this is what I have gained in the past few months, all of which I exchanged from various friends in the clan..."
Seeing the seven fragments of pages that Yurst took out, Charlotte felt a little happy.
The Earl of Blood is indeed the Earl of Blood. It has only been three or four months and he has already found so many fragments of the holy book.
You know, Bold's Blood Demon Cult collected twenty-three fragments of the holy book for who knows how many years!
"good."
She nodded with satisfaction, stretched out her hand and gave it a slight hook.
Following her movements, the broken pages of the holy book in Yurst's hand suddenly flew up, like a child who had found a home, and flew towards Charlotte happily, and finally met Charlotte in a crimson light.
The previous Blood Sacred Scripture merged into one.
Seeing this scene, Yurst's expression became even more respectful.
He took a deep breath and continued:
"Your Majesty the True Ancestor, in addition to this, there are a few remaining pages of the holy book that I have not yet obtained, and it will take some time to obtain them."
"You know, even I don't dare to collect these pages openly. This will make some people have negative associations with you... So, I have to take my time."
"Besides, this thing is too evil...ah, it's too magical. Few people actually collect them, so I don't find many."
"But I also heard some news. It is said that the traitor Nesim seems to have a lot of treasures there... But unfortunately, we can't touch him yet."
After hearing Yurst's words, Charlotte's heart moved slightly:
"Oh? From your tone...it seems that the Duke of Blood who turned to the Blood Demon Order was not severely punished by your Presbyterian Council?"
Yurst sighed:
"Yes, I don't know what the Great Elder thinks. Even if I reported Maxim's crimes to Lord Yorock, and even if Lord Yorock reported Maxim's betrayal to the Council of Elders, he still did not
He was severely punished, but only ordered to be grounded..."
"Maxim was too cunning. He left no evidence at all, and the fleet was silenced by him in advance."
"The evidence was insufficient and the Presbyterian Council did not punish him severely in the end."
"However, he doesn't feel well either. You destroyed his incarnation that has been polished for who knows how many years, which is enough for him to suffer for a long time. I heard from Duke Yorock that his breath was obviously weak during the meeting of the Elders.
Quite a bit! And now, he can’t stop Lord Yorock’s actions for the time being.”
After listening to Yurst's words, Charlotte was thoughtful.
An elder duke who was almost confirmed to have colluded with the Blood Demon Order to attack the earl was not given a heavy sentence in the end...
It seemed that the division within the Ness clan was much more serious than she imagined.
After thinking for a while, Charlotte asked again:
"Yourst, you were once in charge of the operation to infiltrate Castel, right? In that case, you should also be in charge of some secular armed forces, right?"
After hearing Charlotte's words, Yurst suddenly trembled and stammered:
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty the True Ancestor! Although I did preside over the infiltration of Castel, I have stopped everything now!"
"At that time...I didn't know it was you behind Castel..."
"Not only that, I have also cooperated with the censorship of nobles within the Castel territory in the past few months. Please be aware of this!"
"Okay, it's been so long, I don't want to pursue anything. Tell me, do you have any secular power that you can mobilize?"
Charlotte shook her head.
"You...refer to the army? Well...there are indeed some. What do you want to do? Do you want us to support Castel?"
Yurst asked curiously.
Charlotte nodded slightly:
"You are very smart."
"It is inconvenient for me to interfere in worldly disputes. There are some things that would be more appropriate for you to do."