Gospel of Blood

Chapter 66: Sobbing Cries

Chapter 66: Sobbing Cries

"Who? Who is it?!"

Watching their companion perish in an instant, the remaining Judgment Knights immediately became alert.

They tightened their grip on their long swords, heightened their focus to the utmost, and cast their sinister gazes toward the direction from which the crossbow bolts had come.

In the darkness, a petite figure stood at the courtyard's entrance.

Another lightning bolt streaked across the sky, illuminating the darkness.

The knights could now see her clearly.

She was a girl who appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen years old. She wore a white dress, her features delicate and lovely. However, at this moment, her expression was devoid of emotion.

In her hand, she held a hand crossbow that had just fired the bolts, and her crimson eyes gazed coldly at the knights at the door.

The knights' expressions immediately turned serious.

Walking through the abandoned city at this special time of night, she couldn't possibly be an ordinary girl. Especially the invisible pressure emanating from her made them feel apprehensive even while under the influence of the sacred chains.

What made them even more wary was that although she stood in the rain, her body was not wet at all, as if an invisible barrier shielded her from the rain.

This made the knights tense up.

Power discharge?

Or... a magical barrier?

Power discharge meant Second-Tier Silver Moon...

And if it was a magical barrier, they felt no fluctuations of magic.

That meant the wielder of magic had reached a terrifying level of mastery, perhaps even more formidable than the Second-tier Silver Moon upon further thought...

And coupled with her unbelievably young age...

Who was she exactly?

Or rather... what was she?

The knights' expressions gradually became serious.

"Master! It's the master!"

A weak yet surprised voice came from inside the house.

Sherry also trembled slightly, slowly raising her head, looking at the familiar figure under the rainy night with an incredulous expression.

It was none other than Charlotte de Castell, the head of the Castell family and the heir of Count title who was only fifteen years old.

Master?

A noble?!

The knights squinted slightly.

"Miss, we are from the Inquisition, and we are apprehending members of Rose Society. Please do not obstruct the church's actions."

One of the knights said solemnly.

For renegades nurtured by the church, such polite words already indicated their fear of the girl. They didn't even speak for the corpse lying on the ground.

However, Charlotte did not engage in conversation with him.

She slowly lowered the hand crossbow, saying indifferently.

"Nice, what crime is it to illegally attack peaceful citizens and loyal subjects of nobles?"

"Hehe, according to the Crescent Code, illegally attacking civilians as an extraordinary will be severely punished by the local lord, and if the lord is absent, it can be punished by a noble loyal to the lord!"

With a hoarse voice, a fat black cat walked out of the darkness and stood by the girl's side.

It stayed half a step behind the girl, adopting a respectful posture, implicitly acknowledging her as the master. Its body, too, remained untouched by rainwater.

A talking black cat?!

The knights were stunned.

As cannon fodder squads nurtured by the Inquisition, they had never been in contact with the core circles of the Borde Church and were unfamiliar with Nice.

"What if it's an attack on a noble's vassal?"

Charlotte continued casually.

"Hehe, according to the Sacred Code, illegally attacking a noble's vassal by an extraordinary, the assaulter will be handed over to the noble for punishment, and depending on the severity of the harm, the highest penalty is death!"

Nice continued with a smirk.

"Very well."

Charlotte nodded slightly.

She gracefully took out a crossbow bolt from her skirt, skillfully loaded it, and looked at the members of the Inquisition team, smiling faintly.

"Mr. Knights, you have attacked the vassals of the Castell family and the civilians loyal to the Castell family."

"As the head of the Castell family, I will represent the Castell family in meting out punishment to you."

With that, she coldly locked eyes with one of the knights, using her sensitivity to blood as a Bloodborne to quickly identify him.

The sword in that person's hand was still dripping with blood. And that blood belonged to Sherry and smelled quite sweet and delicious.

Glancing at the wound on the maid Sherry's abdomen, Charlotte raised her hand crossbow and aimed it at the knight's abdomen.

A breaking sound rang out, and the adjudicator's expression changed slightly as he quickly rolled to the side, dodging the incoming bolt.

"You dodged it."

Charlotte smiled even more happily.

"Nice, isn't this resistance?"

The black cat chuckled.

"Of course, great Miss Charlotte, undoubtedly he is resisting your punishment."

The girl's expression suddenly became indifferent.

"So... do you know what to do now?"

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"Of course, great Miss Charlotte, attacking peaceful civilians who love peace, attacking noble vassals, resisting noble punishment... these people are undoubtedly evil terrorists!"

"For these evil terrorists, death is their only destiny."

The black cat said solemnly.

Listening to the conversation between the girl and the cat, the knights' faces gradually become serious and ugly.

They glanced at each other, without hesitation.

"Retreat!"

However, before they could retreat, a hoarse incantation spewed from the black cat's mouth.

"Contract - Banishment to the Void!"

As soon as the words fell, the space around the knights immediately began to distort.

Feeling the tearing of the void, the knights' expressions changed drastically.

"Wait! We are from the Inquisition..."

A terrifying void vortex appeared behind the knights like a small black hole.

They didn't finish their words before they disappeared into the suddenly appearing void vortex.

Except for the corpse on the ground, it was as if they had never appeared.

On the other side, Frank was already stunned.

"Oh my god... a cat that can perform contract magic?!"

Even Sherry was slightly stunned, obviously greatly impressed by Nice's performance.

Only Charlotte furrowed her brows slightly.

She looked at the wet corner of her skirt with some dissatisfaction.

"Your magic affected the magic shield."

"Sorry... well, after all, Banishment to the Void is also a high-level magic, and my shield is only low-level."

Nice scratched its head.

"Do you need to use Banishment to the Void to deal with a few extraordinaires who haven't even reached first tier?"

"Hey! Isn't it according to your instructions to give them the most severe punishment? They can only be gradually devoured by the void, from flesh to soul, in the boundless void..."

"Oh? How come I see that you just want to use up your energy because in a while I'll let you deal with the church's true Judgment Knights?"

"What? What are you talking about? Why can't Nice understand? Meow meow meow!"

As they spoke, the duo walked away, leaving Frank staring blankly.

They arrived in front of Sherry.

Looking at the heavily injured Sherry and the unconscious Mrs. Mina, Charlotte apologized.

"I'm sorry... I almost arrived too late."

Hearing the girl's words, Frank was excited.

"Master..."

"Don't move."

Charlotte stopped his movement.

"Nice, healing scrolls."

She reached out to the black cat.

The black cat nodded, and with a swipe of its paw in the void, three scrolls appeared in front of it, causing Charlotte's eyes to widen in surprise.

Then, holding the scrolls in its mouth, it obediently handed them to the girl.

Charlotte took the scrolls and casually stuffed the still-warm hand crossbow into its paw before infusing the scrolls with Bloodborne magic to heal Sherry and the Frank couple.

The scrolls were made by Nice, just the lowest-level inferior healing spells, but even so, in a halo of light, Mrs. Mina's breathing gradually stabilized, and the faces of old Frank and Sherry improved significantly.

That's enough. The rest of the treatment could be left to the church's Demon Hunter Knights.

Sherry remained silent, while the two beautiful little girls threw themselves into Charlotte's arms, crying.

"Charlotte, sister..."

"Be good, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Charlotte embraced the two little ones gently, soothing them.

At this moment, a series of hoofbeats could be heard from outside, and the worried voice of Chatham, the captain of the Demon Hunting Knights, echoed from afar.

"Miss Charlotte, your carriage is too fast! There are now those rubbish Inquisition Troops everywhere, it's very dangerous for you to drive alone!"

"Oh, by the way, where did you buy your horse? It's so fast, can you get some for our Demon Hunter squad too?"

As he spoke, Chatham led a few Demon Hunter Knights in, and when he saw the heavily injured people and the knight with an arrow in his head, he was momentarily taken aback.

Seeing the Demon Hunter Knights who followed, Charlotte's eyes reddened slightly, her delicate and lovely face suddenly filled with infinite fear and grievance.

Holding the two crying little girls, she pointed at the knight's corpse on the ground, her azure eyes misty, her voice filled with sorrow and anger.

"Captain Chatham... not only did the Inquisition Troops from the Inquisition lay hands on my vassals, they even wanted to attack me after I revealed my identity!"

"If it wasn't for Lord Nice arriving in time, I might... I might... I might never see you again!"

"Waaah..."

The girl shrank with the two crying little girls in her arms, tears streaming down her face, looking pitiful.

Frank:...

Sherry:...

Chatham hesitated, his gaze naturally falling on the black cat.

More precisely, on the hand crossbow tightly held in the excited black cat's two paws.

Nice:...

With a thud, the hand crossbow in its paw fell to the ground.