There was no "whispering of the ancient gods" every night when she just traveled through time, nor was there the fear of being in the church hospital. She slept until almost noon.
In fact, if Ness, the black cat, hadn't woken up by the harsh knocking on the window... Charlotte felt that she could even sleep through the night.
"I should have said last night, just come back through the main entrance and don't disturb my sleep."
Her beautiful blond hair was blown into a hedgehog. Charlotte, who was wearing a white suspender nightgown, was half-sitting on the bed holding a pillow and looking coldly at the black cat drinking from the teapot.
"Ahem, isn't the main entrance not open? Meow, and speaking of Mr. Cat... well, I'm used to walking through the window."
Nice said with a smile, his amber eyes glancing at the girl's white chest.
No matter how Charlotte looked at it, she felt that the other party did it on purpose, and it was obviously a deliberate revenge.
"Oh? So... the cat I saw outside the window on the evening of the blood sacrifice was you?"
She blocked her body with a pillow and squinted at the black cat stretching its neck.
"Huh? Cat? What cat?"
Ness curled up his neck, looked up at the ceiling, and began to act stupid.
"Did you report the demon hunter knight that night?"
"What are you talking about? I don't know! It's not me, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!"
Nice directly denied the three consecutive accusations.
Charlotte got it.
"Have you found out what I asked you to check last night?"
She was too lazy to argue with the other party over these trivial matters and asked about serious matters instead.
"This...how should I put it? Meow, I don't know if it counts as a thorough investigation."
The black cat scratched his head.
"Um?"
Charlotte snorted softly.
"It's like this. When I left yesterday, I told the city guards to track me down, and also asked the guys from the Demon Hunting Station to ambush me. However... neither the city guards nor the Demon Hunting Station waited for me at the location on the parchment.
The person the hijacker meets.”
Nice said.
"No?"
"Well, no."
"Discovered?"
"No...it's more like no one came at all."
"No one came? Strange, then why did they kidnap me..."
Charlotte frowned.
At first she thought it might be some enemy of Castel, but now she felt something was wrong.
Everything that happened last night quickly flashed through her mind, and the girl began to think again.
From being abducted by a fake servant at the beginning, to being killed later, to the arrival of the witcher knights and city guards, to the fruitless investigation in Nice...
Gradually, a complete chain of events... began to form in her mind.
Charlotte had some vague guesses.
After thinking about it, she reached out and groped under the quilt and took out the hand crossbow she brought back last night.
Then, he threw it directly to Nice.
Ness's eyes lit up, he raised his paws to hug it, then stretched his neck and sniffed it.
But when it saw Charlotte's cold gaze, it quickly coughed and shrank with a guilty conscience.
"Go and find out the homeless man who led the way last night, and then find out where this hand crossbow came from."
Charlotte said.
"Ah? How to check this? Isn't this the standard hand crossbow of the Crescent Kingdom?"
Niss held the crossbow in his arms and looked at it over and over, with a question mark on his face.
Charlotte shook her head:
"If my guess is correct, you should be able to easily find out its origin as long as you investigate it. Maybe... it belongs to the Duke's Palace."
"Duke... Duke's Mansion?!"
Nice's eyes widened, and Maomao was shocked.
"Where's the Rose Club? How's the investigation going?"
Charlotte did not continue to explain, but turned to other questions.
"The Rose Society shouldn't have anything to do with this matter. Let me tell you, it's just a shady intermediary group that takes commissions and relies on a second-level Silver Moon transcendent to work as a backstage gangster."
Nice shook his head.
As it spoke, it touched its chin again:
"But Mr. Cat...well, I discovered another thing unexpectedly."
"What?"
"Your cheap grandmother seems to have a close relationship with the Rose Society. There are many tasks she has posted on the task board there, including some asking for materials related to sacrifices. She even sold a curse page, and...she
He seems to be an honorary member of the Rose Club, meow.”
Mrs. Castle? Fragments of the Book of Blood?
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
She never expected that the crazily criticizing old woman would have more than one fragment of the sacred book in her hands!
Charlotte was about to ask, but she noticed the black cat's raised tail. Suddenly her heart moved, she narrowed her eyes and said:
"You seem excited?"
"Ah? What? Excited? Meow! Nothing!"
Nice continues to play dumb.
Charlotte looked at it quietly.
After a while, as if he couldn't stand her oppressive eyes, Nice scratched his head and admitted honestly:
"Okay, I admit, I'm a little excited, but... please allow me to ask you a question first."
"ask."
"That night, your cheap grandmother must indeed have sacrificed to the Blood Demon Archduke, right? And then... you changed her sacrifice just like you changed my servant's final oath yesterday?"
Good guy, have you guessed it yet?
Charlotte glanced at Nice in surprise. She didn't admit it, but she didn't deny it either.
Nice became excited almost instantly:
"Do you have a grudge against the Blood Demon Archduke?"
"What does this have to do with you?"
Charlotte asked rhetorically.
"Meow! Of course it has something to do with it! Because I also have a grudge against him... ah no, against the Blood Demon Order!"
Ness raised his paws and said excitedly, even his raised tail trembled:
"Meow! If you want to deal with the Blood Demon...Order, you must call me!"
Charlotte was noncommittal.
She didn't know whether she had a grudge against the Blood Demon Order or not. It depended on whether the other party would continue to cause trouble for her and whether they had the remaining pages of the Blood Sacred Book in their hands.
The Blood Sacred Scripture is Charlotte's golden finger, and she is the master of the Sacred Scripture. Completing the Blood Sacred Scripture must be one of her future goals.
"I will if necessary. After all, you are my slave."
Charlotte said calmly.
Saying that, she asked again:
"How much do you know about the Cursed Pages?"
"Curse Page?"
Nice was stunned.
It thought for a moment and replied:
"I only know that it was once a very ancient artifact of the Vampire Clan. It was later destroyed during the Vampire Clan Civil War. Not only did it lose most of its power, it was also cursed..."
"Everyone who gets the pages of the book will eventually fall into madness, and even the vampires will lose control and become monsters!"
Is it a curse...
Charlotte was thoughtful.
She thought of the countess that night.
After pondering for a moment, she continued:
"Continue to investigate the Rose Society and the Blood Demon Order, and also investigate the whereabouts of the cursed page sold by Mrs. Castel, as well as other clues about the cursed pages."
"What are you doing investigating this?"
Nice asked curiously.
"To get my stuff back, of course."
"Your stuff?"
Nice looked confused.
"Okay, I'm going to get up. You go out. When you come back, remember to compile all the magic you know into a book and give it to me."
Charlotte no longer explained, but issued an eviction order.
Nice:…
Although it was so curious that it only scratched the itch, in the end it was afraid of Charlotte's power, so it sighed and left the bedroom honestly.
"Get...my stuff back?"
After closing the door, Nice held the crossbow in his hand, still confused.
Suddenly, as if he realized something, the black cat suddenly paused:
"His stuff? Wait! Cursed pages?!"
With a "click" sound, the hand crossbow in Nice's arms fell to the ground.
Its eyes widened and it couldn't help but start to tremble:
"He he he he he...!"
"Could it be...could He be...!?"
…
Charlotte didn't know how much her words shocked Maomao.
After Nice left, she struggled to get up.
After a good sleep, the sequelae of the violent bloodline have also disappeared.
Charlotte felt like she was reborn, and her whole body was full of strength.
Without the service of a maid, she naturally abandoned the cumbersome aristocratic skirts and simply put on a dress that even she could wear by herself.
It's just that beautiful blond hair that's a little difficult to manage.
On weekdays, servants help with grooming, and female priests also help when we are in the church hospital, but now Charlotte is left alone, and she can only stare.
Only then did she truly realize how much care the servants put into maintaining her beautiful blond hair.
Beauty comes with a price.
Maybe I can look back and see if there is any magic that I can do on my own, what if I can learn it too?
Charlotte thought so.
Breakfast...no, or lunch is very simple.
A plate of vegetable salad, a piece of veal steak, a small piece of fried foie gras, and a small plate of rind cheese.
In addition, there is Charlotte’s favorite cream of mushroom soup.
Lunch was prepared by Quasimodo. Although the taste was not as good as the manor chef Charlotte remembered, it was still pretty good.
There is no way, now only Quasimodo and Charlotte are left in the huge Castel Manor.
Being able to take care of the business of the silver shop while taking care of himself at the same time, Charlotte already felt that this old servant could be called a hexagonal warrior.
"After dinner, go and summon some servants."
After eating and drinking, Charlotte looked at the empty manor and her blond hair that was still a little messy despite all the efforts she took to take care of it. She pondered for a moment and said.
Just after hearing her words, Quasimodo suddenly became embarrassed.
Noticing the other person's expression, Charlotte's heart moved slightly: