"The master who wanders between the abyss and the present world..."
"The embodiment of depravity and decay..."
“The Savior of the Blood Seed…”
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"Your humble servant, hereby pray for grace..."
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Charlotte woke up from her sleep again.
What comes into view is the familiar purple-black bedtop, with exquisite thorn and rose patterns, and black gauze curtains with gold edges hanging around it. Four pointed bedposts painted with religious reliefs are looming among them.
Even though it had been three days since he traveled to another world, he still felt a little uncomfortable looking at this gothic aristocratic bedroom.
Of course, the murmuring prayers heard in Mimi Lake every night, like the whispers of ancient gods, are also one of the reasons.
Charlotte always had the illusion that something was calling him.
But every time he woke up, he couldn't remember what he heard.
Turning to look out the window, night had fallen.
Under the deep moonlight, you can occasionally hear the hoarse howl of a cat.
Charlotte was a little surprised.
Today's nap, he actually slept from noon to night!
“Tuk-tuk-tuk…”
There was a gentle knock on the bedroom door.
"Oh, is it coming again..."
Charlotte frowned slightly, feeling a headache instantly.
Before he could say anything, the door of the room was slowly pushed open with a creak, and two rows of maids in black and white dresses walked in neatly.
Their expressions were old-fashioned and serious, and they held in their hands sets of gorgeous and complicated dresses for aristocratic girls in different styles. The wooden boxes filled with ornaments and jewelry were dazzling.
"Good evening, Miss Charlotte."
"It's dinner time. Mrs. Castel asks you to change your clothes and go to dinner."
The head maid took a step forward and saluted dully, her movements were very standard.
Oh yes.
It should be "she" now.
Charlotte glanced numbly at the women's clothes they brought over, and instantly put on the silly and cute face in her original body's incomplete memory, looking like an ignorant girl who had just woken up from sleep and looked naturally cute:
"Good evening... Good evening! Ms. Mariana!"
Then, she naturally skipped those overly sweet and cute girly dresses and pointed to a Gothic Lolita that was mainly black with gold, supplemented by burgundy and white. She tilted her head slightly and said sweetly:
"That's it!"
The voice is soft, delicate and pleasant.
That innocent and cute look was completely different from the calm and helpless look when she was alone just now.
Men are overflowing with protectiveness when they see it, and women are overflowing with maternal love when they see it.
Even the fat black cat passing by outside the window was distracted for a moment and almost fell down.
All I can say is that this girl is really good at pretending, and she does it very well.
However, as professional servants of the ancient Castel family, the well-trained maids still looked serious and unwavering, which made Charlotte feel quite boring.
After receiving confirmation, these old-fashioned maids immediately took action like a silent army.
This is what great nobles are good at.
There is no need for you to take action at all, there are people to take care of everything.
Someone brought a silver basin filled with water to wash Charlotte, someone wiped her body with a silk gauze dipped in rose water, someone picked up a whalebone hair comb to take care of her long hair...
Charlotte herself was like a dress-up doll, at their mercy.
no way.
Who told her that she had never experienced this in her previous life
Not to mention such cumbersome aristocratic skirts, she had never been exposed to women's clothing.
The costume change lasted nearly thirty minutes.
Charlotte, on the other hand, felt as if a century had passed.
"Miss Charlotte, it's ready."
After a long time, the head maid bowed again and ordered someone to push over a gorgeous standing mercury mirror.
In the mirror is a girl who looks to be thirteen or fourteen years old.
He is not tall, and his facial features are as delicate as those of a doll.
The black and white butterfly headdress gathers the smooth and silky golden hair, and the ends are tied into curls, hanging naturally on the shoulders.
The milky white and smooth skin has a hint of sickly paleness, coupled with the blue eyes as clear as the sky, giving people a feeling of weakness and pity.
The white shirt decorated with ruffles has a burgundy bow ribbon tied in front, and the black corset tightens the green waist in an extremely graceful way.
The tulle outer skirt with black gold inlay as the main tone is decorated with complex and gorgeous lace patterns. It is paired with an inner burgundy skirt, black silk stockings and small leather boots, giving people a strong sense of mystery and nobility. , under the young and beautiful face, it seems to have added a touch of ascetic maturity and temptation to her...
To be honest, with such a beautiful and lovely appearance, even after looking at it for several days, Charlotte would still fall in love with it in front of the mirror.
But it's a pity.
This person is herself.
However, although there was some identity problem when traveling through time, Charlotte had no dissatisfaction.
Beauty itself is a scarce resource.
It is a novel experience to have a completely different life.
Following the maid out of the bedroom, the girl entered the restaurant along the gorgeous corridor covered with handmade silk carpets.
The restaurant is equally luxurious, with religious decorative paintings hanging on the walls, and large, shadowy crystal candles casting dim light, reflecting dreamlike colors from every angle.
On the U-shaped dining table with purple and black withered flowers, which is more than ten meters long, a dazzling array of dishes are placed on exquisite porcelain.
Roast suckling pig, baked snails, pan-fried scallops with foie gras, steamed fish with baking paper, pan-fried steak, stewed potatoes, fruit salad, flame pancakes, chocolate lava...
Looking around, there are probably no fewer than fifty types.
An old woman wearing a monocle stood in front of the dining car, placing a cream of mushroom soup on the table.
Seeing Charlotte, she smiled slightly, put down the porcelain plate in her hand, and said lovingly:
"Oh, come and see, isn't this the jewel of Castile, the lovely countess, my precious Charlotte?"
As she spoke, she took out a small, exquisite box from behind like a magic trick, which contained an exquisite cross necklace that was absolutely priceless at first glance.
Holding the jewelry box and shaking it in front of the girl, the old man said lovingly:
"Happy birthday, my baby! This is your birthday present this year!"
Glancing at the shiny necklace, Charlotte twitched the corner of her mouth in a subtle way.
But soon she noticed the old woman's apron that she had not yet taken off. She felt warm in her heart and said with a smile:
"Grandma, are you personally in charge of cooking today?"
The old woman put down the jewelry box, wiped her hands carefully with a wet wipe, then rubbed her little head lovingly, and said gently:
"Of course, today is your holiday, and no one knows what you like to eat better than me."
"Come and dine, my little birthday girl. The dishes tonight are all your favorites."
If the maids and deacons in the manor were always unsmiling, serious and repressed, it would make Charlotte feel as if these servants were seriously ill after time travel...
Then the grandmother in this body was the existence that made her most comfortable these past two days.
Yin Laine de Castel.
She is Charlotte's grandmother, the current person in charge of the Castel family, and the girl's only relative.
As the head of the family, a high-ranking nobleman, and at the age when she should be taking care of herself, the old woman still cooks for the girl herself, which shows how much she loves her granddaughter.
Preparing so many sumptuous dishes, even with the help of a chef, is not an easy task for an elderly grandmother.
"Grandma, thank you for your hard work."
Charlotte felt warm in her heart.
She skillfully held up the hem of her skirt, bowed gracefully, and then sat down at the dining table naturally.
In three days, she had become very familiar with these aristocratic procedures.
The old woman glanced at the gorgeous clock on the wall and the night outside the window:
"It's getting late, let's eat early."
After speaking, she declined the maid who came to serve her, and tied the napkin for the girl herself, her movements slow and gentle.
To be honest, if it weren't for her weak legs and feet, which made it difficult to move around the table, Charlotte seriously doubted that her grandmother, who doted on her to the extreme, would even take over the job of a waiter and serve her meals herself...
Today's dinner was even more delicious than the previous two days.
The cooking is exquisite and the taste is delicious, leaving people with endless aftertaste.
While Charlotte was dining elegantly under the waiter's service, she was thinking about her future life.
The memory after time travel is incomplete.
But two or three days were enough for her to understand her family background and current situation, and to successfully gain a foothold.
I have to say that Charlotte’s identity through time travel is really surprising.
Although the genders are different, the other parts are perfect. It is definitely a textbook-level Feng Aotian's start.
This person's name is Charlotte, which after transliteration is the same name as her in the previous life.
His parents died when he was young, and he is the only direct descendant of the ancient and wealthy Castel family.
A true veteran nobleman from another world, the future head of the family.
Although she is still young, she has the experienced old countess personally escorting her, and no one dares to covet the Castel family's property.
When Charlotte reaches adulthood at the age of 16, she will officially inherit the family's earldom and a large and wealthy territory, owning dozens of castles, manors and wineries.
In other words, Charlotte’s journey through time begins with financial freedom and the pinnacle of life.
She will not be able to spend all the money she has inherited in her lifetime!
After getting familiar with his identity, Charlotte knew that he was going to take off in a different world.
In the past two days, she had begun to think about how to spend her time after inheriting the title a year later.
Use your own Blue Star knowledge to advance technology in a backward other world
Use the capital of this identity to build a business empire spanning the entire continent
Or hire a hundred beautiful ladies to serve you every day and live a happy dream life
However, just when Charlotte was thinking wildly, she discovered that her grandmother, Countess Castel, had not touched the knife and fork.
The old lady just sat there quietly and looked at her with a smile.
The girl hesitated for a moment and gently put down the tableware.
In the fragmentary memories she inherited, it was unladylike behavior to eat alone without waiting for the elders to start eating, and it was something that the original person tried to avoid in her daily life.
"Grandma, don't you want to eat?"
Charlotte asked.
Countess Castel shook her head slightly:
"No, my little Charlotte, these are all yours."
As she spoke, she smiled slightly, reached out her hand and gently and slowly touched the girl's cheek:
"After all, this is your last supper."
The Last Supper
Charlotte was slightly startled.
She couldn't help but look at Countess Castel, and felt that her smile suddenly became deep and strange.
The clouds outside the window slowly drifted by, revealing a crimson full moon.
The blood-like moonlight poured into the restaurant through the window, coating everything with a hazy crimson color.
In the sudden contraction of Charlotte's vagina, the originally dignified and kind Countess of Castel suddenly underwent an astonishing change.
Her face became as pale as a death, and her blue-gray eyes gradually turned into a crazy blood color.
The kindness in his eyes has completely disappeared.
Instead, there is bloodthirsty and greed...
"My dear baby, you don't seem to be looking well."
The old woman smiled slightly at Charlotte, grinning from the corner of her mouth to her ears, and her long tongue like a snake's letter kept wandering around, gently sliding across the girl's cheek.
Damn it!
monster!
Charlotte stood up instantly in shock.
The cutlery on the table was swept to the floor by her, and they collided with each other, making a harsh sound.
"Miss Charlotte, you have dropped your knife and fork."
The head maid's emotionless voice sounded.
A rotten arm covered with maggots picked up the knife and fork and gently placed it in front of Charlotte.
What the hell!
Charlotte's eyes widened instantly.
She turned around stiffly and saw that the face of the head maid beside her had long been rotten. Bones were faintly visible under the bloody carrion, and several plump maggots were wriggling in the eye sockets.
Outside the window, flocks of crows were circling and flying in a series of croaks.
In the restaurant, nearly a hundred waiters and maids all looked at Charlotte, and the corners of their rotten mouth slightly opened, revealing a strange and neat smile.
The stench of decaying corpses spread instantly...
Charlotte's scalp suddenly felt numb.
Without hesitation, she turned around and ran away.
However, as soon as she took a step, her body suddenly went limp and she lost all her strength in an instant...
Oops!
There are…added ingredients in the food!
A strong feeling of exhaustion spread to her limbs, and she fell to the ground, slowly falling down.
At the end of her consciousness, she heard the indifferent and cold command of "Countess Castells":
"It's almost time, prepare for the final bloodline sacrifice ceremony..."