He found himself standing in a majestic and solemn old castle, surrounded by a strange and deep crimson mist.
Looking down, he saw that he was wearing his favorite black tuxedo instead of being naked in the bath.
"Dream?"
Sebastian made this judgment almost instantly.
Extraordinary people rarely dream.
In other words...unless they perceive something spiritually, most extraordinary beings will not dream at all.
At least, not actively dreaming.
If you enter a dream while sleeping for no reason, it can only mean one thing.
He received some kind of call.
Sebastian's expression became solemn almost instantly.
He pulled up his left sleeve and looked at his wrist.
There, a hideously familiar face of a ferocious ghost seemed to be crying and laughing, as if it had life, and the black and red mist was looming.
Sebastian's face immediately turned ugly:
"It's the power of the blood curse that has taken hold..."
"Damn it! Did the Adam Order discover me so quickly?"
"These vampire lunatics! Aren't they just making a joke with their pure white witch?"
"I've gone from Coria to the Crescent Kingdom, and I'm still clinging to it! It's not as elegant as other vampires at all!"
Sebastian was filled with resentment.
He clenched his fists and raised his vigilance, preparing to face the dream attack that would come at any time, but suddenly he was stunned and raised his left hand.
I saw that in his hand, he was still holding the crimson fragment that he had been studying in the bathtub.
"When can cursed pages also enter the spiritual world?"
Sebastian was very confused.
At this time, the surrounding crimson mist suddenly began to subside, and the scene in the castle gradually became clear.
Sebastian found himself standing in an empty hall, which was mysterious and dark.
In front of him were stairs going up. At the end of the stairs was a black-red throne, with a figure hidden in the crimson mist sitting on it.
With many years of experience, he quickly judged that the figure should be a woman with a pretty good figure, even perfect.
The mysterious woman's face could not be seen clearly. She could only vaguely see that she was wearing a gorgeous black dress, her hair seemed to be silver, and her pair of red-and-gold eyes were like stars in the dark, penetrating through the layers of fog, quietly
Look at him.
Almost instantly, Sebastian had the illusion that the other party had seen through everything.
He understood that the other party was his summoner.
Not only that, it was able to pull him into the dreamland silently...
Must be a strong man!
His long life has already made him go through countless ups and downs. Although he was extremely anxious and doubtful at this moment, Sebas still suppressed his nervousness and pretended to smile calmly:
"Beautiful and noble lady, I don't know what to call you, and why did you summon me here?"
Like Sebas who was feeling uneasy, Charlotte who was sitting high on the throne was equally nervous.
As the instigator, she did not expect that the "weak" she picked out after a long time would turn out to be a powerful transcendent after summoning him!
Although she didn't know the other party's rank, just standing there brought her great pressure. This pressure was even stronger than what the female knight Kara brought to her...
This is a transcendent who is at least the second level of Silver Moon, and may even reach the third level of Blazing Sun!
After realizing this fact, Charlotte instantly felt guilty.
Rank is a watershed.
The extraordinary beings who have reached the rank and the extraordinary beings who have not entered the rank are basically two different levels.
Among the four major levels, with each advancement, the extraordinary person's strength will undergo earth-shaking changes.
If a first-level transcendent possesses power beyond that of ordinary people, and can break through the enemy's army in a war, behead generals and seize the flag, it can be said to be an enemy of a hundred people...
So, in the eyes of second-level extraordinary beings, first-level extraordinary beings are just slightly more powerful mortals.
Although Charlotte has never seen the demon-hunting captain Kara take action, she once saw a story in the church's collection of books——
Once upon a time, after a silver-moon second-level magician fell, he directly used necromancy magic to easily destroy a town with a population of more than 100,000, and slaughtered hundreds of star-level first-level extraordinary beings who came to encircle and suppress them without knowing the truth!
The second level of Silver Moon is already an existence that ordinary people cannot kill by any means including magic props.
As for the third level of Blazing Sun...
There is only one sentence in the description in the book: There is no legend, the blazing sun is a walking natural disaster.
Although Charlotte is the master of the spiritual world, she can clearly feel that it is difficult for her castle world to maintain the power to suppress the other party.
After the other party arrived, she felt that the edge of the world began to tremble slightly, as if it might collapse at any time.
It is already barely possible to maintain the current level.
In other words, if the other party discovers her true identity, he can break away at any time and return to reality.
And Charlotte couldn't even predict whether she would suffer backlash!
Outrageous!
I clearly chose a star with a weak aura, so why was it that I summoned a monster?
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte became more energetic.
Although the summoned being was a bit too strong, she didn't want to waste this opportunity.
However, before Charlotte could say anything, the summoned person in front of her suddenly started talking to herself:
"Huh...fortunately, she is wearing clothes and is not naked. She should not be a group of madmen from the Adam Order who advocate wildness and nature... let alone a pure white witch..."
Charlotte:……?
What does it mean to wear clothes honestly?
What does being naked mean?
Charlotte didn't know what nonsense the other party was talking about.
The summoned one seemed like a talkative person who couldn't finish talking:
"Why doesn't she speak?"
"Who is she?"
"To be able to resonate with the blood curse left by the Adam Order, she must be a vampire, but which marquis or duke among the vampires is she?"
"Or...hiss...a certain prince?"
"Probably...not right?"
Looking at Sebastian who was smiling and saluting but kept talking to himself, Charlotte's heart moved and she gradually came back to her senses.
Could it be that... what she heard was the other party's inner voice?
The summoned person's "self-talk" continues.
He has a smile on his face and an elegant posture, but his mental activities are quite rich:
"How did she summon me? What is the medium? This is a huge hidden danger!"
"It's a pity... I still know too little about high-level vampires!"
"The cursed page followed me in. Could it be that the medium is the cursed page?"
Cursed pages?
Charlotte's heart skipped a beat.
Her eyes fell on the other person's hand, but the other person's hand was behind her back and she couldn't see clearly.
But even so, when she looked over, Charlotte could still feel a slight rhythm in the "Blood Sacred Book" in her hand!
"Noble and beautiful lady, my name is Sebas. What do you call me? Why did you call me here...and why?"
The summoned person smiled and repeated it again, bowing gracefully.
This time, he put the word noble in front.
Is his name Sebastian?
Charlotte remembered the name.
Combining what the other person was thinking just now, her thoughts moved slightly and she had an idea.
I saw her leaning back slightly, making a lazy and relaxed look, with one slender beautiful leg gently placed on the other.
Then, he waved slightly.
The crimson mist gathered in Charlotte's hands, condensing into a crystal goblet filled with red wine.
She leaned against the throne, resting one hand on the throne comfortably, raising the wine glass leisurely with the other hand, and smiled casually:
"You can call me... Lady of the Night."
The sound is ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.
Then, following her original memory, she took a sip of red wine gracefully and tossed it away.
The wine glass suddenly turned into crimson mist again, and then dissipated.
The whole movement was smooth and flowing.
It has the nobility of aristocrats and the mystery of blood clan.
Sebastian's eyes were stunned for almost an instant.