After leaving the side hall and changing into a spare dress with the help of the maid, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the high priest is very kind, kind, and has a very friendly attitude, for some reason, Charlotte always feels restless when she is with him.
This feeling is completely different from the feeling when she was with the old priest Raoul. Charlotte also stayed with Raoul when she was in the mission hospital, so she didn't have this feeling at all.
Maybe it was because the great priest was a high-level priest, which made her, a little vampire, feel guilty; or maybe it was because the other party's invitation to her to drink milk made her subconsciously think of her crazy old woman, which was a bit ptsd.
In short, after leaving the side hall, Charlotte felt a lot more relaxed and her whole person was much more relaxed.
The following banquet was not interesting. The girl was already full after tasting various delicacies, and she did not attend the dance in the second half of the banquet, citing physical discomfort.
In fact, even if Charlotte entered the venue, probably with her declaration in the first half, no young noble would dare to invite her to dance in order to avoid the misunderstanding of the church.
If anyone really dares to invite, I'm afraid it would only be the Duke himself and the high priest.
But the old Duke was already quite old, so he probably couldn't save his dignity, so the high priest also went to rest.
Sebas was looking longingly from a distance, obviously wanting to do something, but after some hesitation, he ended up being a little transparent in the corner.
Charlotte was very satisfied. This guy was still very knowledgeable. No one dared to approach her now. If he, the president of the Rose Society, came rashly, it would be obvious that there was something wrong.
No one came to invite her, so Charlotte was happy and went outside to the viewing platform to enjoy the breeze.
Anyway, she hasn't danced ballroom dances. Even in her original memory, she didn't learn much due to her age and travel restrictions.
The black cat Nice, on the other hand, ran over again at some point.
And his attitude was surprisingly enthusiastic, as if he had changed into a cat, fetching milk and fruit for the girl.
"Aren't you chatting and bragging with Dean Raoul and the others? Why did you come to me again?"
The girl gave Nice a strange look.
"Meow! Look what you said? You are my current master. After I have finished my business with the church, of course I will come to see you."
Black cat Ness is upright and upright.
Charlotte nodded slightly, her eyes sliding across the crowd:
"Where are Dean Raoul and the others?"
"It's already gone. The mission hospital came to life again, and Carla went with her."
Nice said.
"Captain Kara? What happened again?"
Charlotte's heart moved when she thought of the identity of the female knight Kara.
"Yes, it has only been quiet for less than two weeks, and there is another blood demon case."
Nice sighed.
"The Blood Demon Case? Where?"
The goblet Charlotte held up stopped in mid-air.
"It was a family in the outer city, or a declining aristocracy. The details are not clear, but it is said that almost all of them were destroyed. All three daughters are missing. Only one servant survived and is being rescued at the mission hospital."
Nice said solemnly.
"Total destruction, disappearance..."
Charlotte's eyes narrowed slightly.
She waited for Nice to continue speaking, but found that the other party did not continue speaking, but looked at her with a look that was hesitant to speak.
Charlotte was a little strange, but she quickly came back to her senses and her face darkened:
"You don't want to ask me if this has anything to do with me, do you?"
"Ahem...how could it be possible? You have a grudge against the Blood Demon Cult! It's just..."
Nice hesitated a little.
Charlotte looked cold:
"Say something quickly."
After swallowing his saliva, Nice said:
"There...is your holy symbol on site."
Holy symbol?
Charlotte was slightly startled.
But she soon reacted:
"Bramble and rose?"
Nice nodded.
Charlotte's brows furrowed.
She knew that both Nice and Sebas regarded her as the resurrected evil god, and also regarded the thorn rose as her symbol.
Although it was just a pattern on the carved furniture that she copied by hand, combined with the personal information in the "Bible of Blood", the symbol of the thorn rose has indeed established some mysterious connection with her and has become her symbol.
Charlotte even suspected that if she really became a god one day in the future, who knows, this pattern might actually become a real holy symbol!
But now, this symbol has appeared at the scene of a blood demon case, which is a bit intriguing.
"Is it the sacrificial circle?"
the girl asked.
"No, it's not. This time is different from the one at Castel Manor, but it is very similar to other blood demon cases in the past six months. They all killed other people and their underage daughters disappeared..."
"The church has always suspected that the Blood Demon Order has never given up and plans to continue summoning the Balrog."
"It's just that the last pattern left behind in this Blood Demon case was changed from the Blood Demon Order's logo to... thorns and roses."
Nice said.
After speaking, it hesitated and looked at the girl:
"Miss Charlotte, do you think... could it be that the Blood Demon Order also discovered your resurrection and is deliberately testing it?"
Discover my recovery?
No, it's really just a furniture pattern...
However, even Sebas and Nice regarded me as an evil god. Perhaps the Blood Demon Cult also believed that a resurrected evil god related to the vampires appeared in Boulder, so they took action...
Thinking of this, Charlotte's expression gradually became serious.
I'm afraid the Blood Demon Cult is indeed coming for her.
In other words, it is for the existence that is symbolized behind the thorns and roses.
It's just that she doesn't know what the other party's purpose is.
But no matter what, considering the strange connection between the symbol of thorns and roses and herself, Charlotte had a feeling that she could not ignore this matter.
Was the incident located in the outer city area...
Charlotte thought deeply and thought of a good candidate to investigate the matter.
"I understand. I will send someone to investigate this matter."
The girl nodded and said calmly.
Nice was a little confused:
"Send someone to investigate? Do you have other people in the outer city?"
But soon, it realized something and jumped up almost instantly:
"Wait! You don't intend to let Sebastian investigate, do you?"
"Great Miss Charlotte! That guy Sebastian is the most notorious gangster in Boulder! He has a lot of secrets!"
"This guy... not only betrayed Luna Island, but also allegedly offended some big forces in the darkness! He is in trouble all over his body!"
"Not to mention, it was him who hung you on the cross..."
Charlotte glanced at Nice coldly, and then he stopped talking and did not say the second half of the sentence.
The girl took a sip of milk and said calmly:
"Everyone has a secret, he has it, and so do I."
As she said that, she looked at Nice again, her eyes meaningful:
"Don't you...don't you?"
"I?"
Nice was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes drifted for a moment, looking away:
"Meow! Look what you said! What secrets can I have! I'm just a little kitten that can talk and knows some tricks! Meow meow meow~!"
"Oh? Small skills, do you mean Contract Magic and Dark Summoning Technique?"
Charlotte gave it a sidelong glance.
Nice instantly felt guilty.
"Tell me, as a 'big shot' in the church, how did you meet Sebastian? How long have you known each other?"
The girl glanced at the black cat with a smile.
Looking at the girl's bright smile, Nice's scalp instantly went numb:
"Ahem...probably...it's been a long time? We first...um...we probably met at a banquet, right?"
The poor black cat didn't realize at all that he originally planned to trick the girl and ask her about the Blood Demon case, and also how the girl met Sebas.
As a result, a few words turned out to be that I was being "interrogated".
"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, just say it."
Looking at the hesitant black cat, Charlotte stopped asking further questions.
She tapped the goblet gently and said pointedly:
"In the future, let's talk about it when you want to say it."
"Okay, I'm a little tired. You can go somewhere else to get close to other beautiful sisters."
After saying that, the girl ordered her to be kicked out.
Nice:…
Its expression gradually became awkward.
But looking at the girl's indifferent expression, it quickly realized something, and then became a little entangled.
Nice understood what Charlotte meant.
When will it be able to talk about its affairs openly and honestly, and when will the girl truly accept it and not just regard it as a slave who has been forcibly contracted?
Nice hesitated.
After struggling for a moment, it sighed and bowed respectfully to Charlotte:
"Great Master Charlotte, as you said, everyone has their own secrets, and Nice has its own difficulties."
"However, since we have signed a contract with you, it is naturally impossible for Nice to betray you."
"Then... Nice will leave first."
Looking at the black cat leaving, Charlotte sighed slightly.
Nice seems to have more secrets than she imagined.
It seems that there is still a long way to go before we can completely conquer this guy.
…
The birthday party at the Duke's family lasted until late at night.
After the banquet, the Duke's Palace retained the guests and prepared guest rooms for their stay.
However, after so many things happened, Charlotte didn't really want to stay in the Duke's Palace anymore.
She declined the invitation and chose to return to Castle Manor.
After meeting his master, the old servant Quasimodo hesitated, as he seemed to have many things he wanted to ask.
Charlotte's heart moved, and she guessed that it was probably related to her declaration at the banquet.
Presumably by this time, the news should have already spread in the Duke's Mansion.
However, in the end, the old servant did not ask, but drove the carriage responsibly.
Late at night, the bustling city of Boulder becomes extremely quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the day.
The carriage drove in the darkness, heading towards the western city.
The black cat Nice was lying in the corner of the carriage sleeping soundly, smacking his lips and laughing from time to time, as if he had a sweet dream.
Charlotte leaned against the window, admiring the moonlight outside the window.
She felt a little thirsty, maybe due to the added power of the night, she was craving for blood again.
However, at this moment, the carriage suddenly slowed down, and Quasimodo in front suddenly knocked on the window.
"What's wrong?"
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
"Owner……"
Quasimodo, who was driving, had a serious face, leaned back slightly, and whispered through the window: