Gospel of Blood

Chapter 93: Priest Lottie

Chapter 93: Priest Lottie

"The earliest 'Local Judgement Troops'?"

Sebastian quickly caught on.

"A bunch of impostors stirring up trouble, taking advantage of last night's chaos to abduct quite a few girls from the outer city."

Charlotte said coldly.

Sebastian understood instantly.

"People from the Dreaming Salon?"

Charlotte neither confirmed nor denied.

She lightly tapped her high-footed cup, then chuckled softly.

"It seems... there's another reason for a sudden raid on the Dreaming Salon."

Sebastian's eyes lit up, and then he quickly became excited.

"Are you... are you going by yourself?"

"Can't I?" Charlotte countered.

Sebastian had mentioned that he had caused quite a commotion at the Dreaming Salon once and left unscathed. This indicated that the Salon's defense force would not exceed the level of the Silver Moon Tier.

Now that she had advanced to the Starry Sky Tier and was much stronger than an ordinary Starry Sky individual, not to mention that the Salon would be operating at night, her strength would further double. With this power level, she had the qualification to investigate in person.

Furthermore, if she encountered a strong opponent, she still had the "True Ancestor's Liberation" ability.

That was a power that would make even the Blazing Sun retreat.

All in all, Charlotte was not afraid of danger now. On the contrary, others should be afraid.

Before the investigation team sent by the Holy Court arrived, it was most important to deal with the Blood Demon Cult and the nobles behind the scenes.

Charlotte decided to take matters into her own hands.

"No, of course you can... It's just that, given your identity, it might not be easy to infiltrate."

Sebastian thought for a moment and said.

"Oh?" Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"You know, activities like the Dreaming Salon mostly attract adult male nobles. Even if you disguise yourself as a man, you... don't quite have the appearance of an adult."

Sebastian assessed Charlotte's petite and adorable figure.

"We still have you, don't we? If I follow you, naturally we can get in."

Charlotte said casually.

"Follow me?"

Sebastian's eyes blinked.

He quickly caught on and said.

"That could work... but, it might inconvenience you. If you're going to follow me in, you'll have to disguise yourself as a maid or... well, a slave."

"No problem."

Charlotte took a sip of milk.

This suits her intentions perfectly. With Sebastian leading the way, she can actually reduce her own presence and operate more effectively in secret.

"This time, you'll need to conceal your appearance well. I don't want you to be discovered as soon as we enter."

Charlotte reminded, looking at his red hair and pointed ears.

"Don't worry, for something this important, I guarantee even if I transform into the Pure White Witch, no one will recognize me! I'll also use magic to conceal our aura!"

Sebastian said proudly.

After saying that, he couldn't help but scrutinize Charlotte and added.

"However... you'll also need to do your makeup well. You must deliberately make yourself look uglier. As you are now... you're just too good-looking. Even if you change your appearance, you'll still attract attention if you don't make yourself deliberately unattractive."

Charlotte: ...

"I will. I'll leave the preparation of the setup to you. Tonight, we must uncover the secrets of the Blood Demon Cult and the nobles behind the scenes."

Charlotte said.

"Of course, everything as you wish," Sebastian said respectfully.

However, right after he finished speaking, he quickly froze.

Huh?

Did he... tell the Lady of the Night about the Dreaming Salon's event being held tonight?

...

It was a dimly lit corridor, with no end in sight, illuminated only by flickering candlelight.

On both sides of the corridor were dark rooms resembling prison cells, each holding one girl after another with various outfits.

The girls all appeared to be young, none older than sixteen, and the youngest seemed to be only eight or nine years old.

In one of the cells, several girls dressed in Castell uniforms were unconscious.

With a creaking sound, the door at the entrance of the corridor slowly opened, and a woman wearing a black robe, hood, and a mask covering her face entered.

"Madam!"

The guards on both sides of the corridor saluted promptly.

The woman nodded slightly, walked toward the depths of the corridor, and was followed by two attendants in black robes.

However, halfway through, she suddenly stopped.

She turned her head and looked at the Castell household's maids imprisoned in the cell, her gaze flickering slightly.

"Castell?"

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She questioned.

"These are the goods brought back last night."

The person behind her, wearing a black robe, said respectfully.

The woman frowned.

"These are the Castell family's maids. Were you blind when you captured them?"

"Castell had tracking badges. The sacred judgment failed, and the Rose Society still exists. At this time... you dare to keep their people?"

The woman said with a cold tone.

"Madam, you don't need to worry. We destroyed their tracking badges long ago, and... tonight at the salon, we'll take care of them. They won't be a problem."

The black-robed person smiled slightly.

After hearing this, the woman fell silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, she snorted softly and continued walking toward the depths of the corridor.

At the end of the corridor was a lavishly decorated study, filled with various magical books on the shelves, and a celestial globe in the center of the room.

A man in a mage robe stood in front of the desk, tinkering with the celestial globe.

"Count."

The woman entered the room and respectfully bowed.

The man stopped what he was doing and looked at her, giving a slight smile.

"Ah, Lottie. Sit."

Then, he waved his hand to dismiss the two black-robed figures who had followed, and they bowed and closed the door behind them.

The woman then took a seat in the study, removing her mask and hood to reveal brown hair and a mature, beautiful face.

It was Priest Lottie.

"I heard... the sacred judgment failed last night?"

The man put away his smile and sat at the desk.

"Yes, the heir of Castell arrived in time with the Demon Hunter Knights and stopped the Inquisition's judgment."

Lottie answered respectfully.

"Stopped? How did they stop it?"

The man narrowed his eyes.

"It was the Holy Light Judgment. Members of the Rose Society... passed the Holy Light Judgement."

Lottie said.

"Holy Light Judgement? That's impossible!"

The man frowned.

Lottie lowered her head instead and didn't respond further.

The man frowned in thought. After a moment, he shook his head slightly.

"Never mind, it's not your fault. No one expected the Rose Society to pass the Holy Light Judgment..."

He didn't dwell on the matter any longer and turned to other questions.

"Lottie, you've come to see me, it mustn't be just to talk about this, right?"

Lotti nodded.

"The Grand Knight... has fallen."

The man's movements froze.

"What did you say? The Grand Knight has fallen?"

His expression turned serious instantly.

"Yes."

"When did this happen?"

"This morning, at about thirty kilometers north of Borde City."

"Who did it? He should have been chasing Sebastian, right? Could it be... he encountered members of the Adam Cult?"

"I don't know... the High Priest and the Duke have blocked more detailed information. It's said that there were no traces left at the scene."

Lottie said.

The man's brow furrowed deeper.

He stood up abruptly from his seat, pacing around the study with an unsettled expression.

After a long while, he slammed the table hard, gritting his teeth.

"That slippery old fox, such a big incident and he still kept it from me!"

After speaking, the man took a few deep breaths to calm himself and sat back down in his seat.

He looked down at Lottie from above, nodding slightly.

"You've done well, bringing timely news."

"The matter of the Rose Society as well, although the sacred judgment failed, you didn't disappoint me."

"However..."

The man suddenly changed the subject, supporting his chin with his hands and gazing steadily at Lottie.

"I should have given you two tasks."

"The first is to anonymously report the Rose Society to the Inquisition. The second is to attend the ceremony at Castell Manor while Sebastian, the head of the Rose Society, is being pursued, and find a way to contact Charlotte de Castell and attempt to bring her out..."

"Why didn't you carry out the second task?"