Charlotte discovered two more characteristics of the vampires.
First, if you don't suck blood after becoming addicted to blood, you will eventually lose your mind, go berserk, and do something unpredictable.
Second, if you suck blood and get injured while running wild, even if the blood you sucked was from livestock, as long as the injury is not fatal, it seems that you can recover quickly...
As for the cost...
It consumes the fullness and satisfaction brought by sucking blood, and becomes hungry again.
At the same time, when the rampage ends, she will become extremely weak.
The moonlight is beautiful tonight.
However, Charlotte was not in the mood to appreciate the moonlight.
Looking at the bloody scene around her and the trembling servants, she was filled with shock...
What did I just do
In fact, Charlotte's previous memories were very clear.
It was a really scary experience.
On the one hand, her consciousness was very confused; on the other hand, she seemed very clear.
She clearly remembered that the moment the old servant opened the door of the carriage, the taut string in her mind finally broke completely.
She clearly remembered how she suddenly attacked and brutally killed the other person...
She clearly remembered dragging the packhorse into the woods to suck blood, enjoying the sweetness that was like a gentle rain...
She also clearly remembered how she tore off the crossbow from her body and how she pulled out the heart of the fleeing servant...
The damp heat that penetrated the flesh, the stickiness of the heart, the wriggling of the blood vessels... She remembered every sensation clearly.
Cruel, violent, bloody...
If it were now, even if she decided to kill the two people, she would never use such bloody means.
But when that memory happened, she seemed to be controlled by some killing instinct, and she brutally eliminated all existences that posed a threat to her like a wild beast.
Not only that, she also felt very happy and enjoyed it at that time.
It was not until the servant cried and begged for mercy that she finally came to her senses. She shuddered and threw the heart in her hand away...
This was Charlotte's first murder.
No nausea, no queasy feeling, no fear.
She didn't know whether becoming a vampire had affected her thinking to some extent, making her heart colder and harder.
The violent self just now made her feel very unfamiliar.
Charlotte knew that she had definitely gone "out of control" at that time.
The only thing that made her feel somewhat fortunate was that she had managed to maintain a trace of rationality when she went berserk, and did not drink the blood of the corpse...
Even though their blood smells much better than the smelly blood of livestock.
This can be considered as Charlotte's bottom line.
She always felt that if she really sucked the blood of the corpse, she would completely lose her humanity and go further and further down the path of depravity, becoming a true "ghost demon"...
It was obvious that she knew too little about the power of the vampires.
Charlotte closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
After a long time, he opened his eyes again.
At this moment, she made a decision.
I must completely control the power of the "blood clan" and never let this out-of-control "runaway" happen a second time!
She was very powerful just now, extremely powerful, and had definitely reached the level of a transcendent being.
But being powerful without control is meaningless.
This time, there was an enemy in front of her.
But next time, what if it’s her companion
Or what if it was an enemy she couldn't defeat
The sobbing sound was extremely harsh in the dark night, interrupting the girl's thoughts.
Charlotte shifted her gaze and looked at the last servant who was completely frightened.
She just didn’t go ahead and kill this guy.
Not because she had come to her senses, but because her rampage was over.
She felt like an amateur runner who had just finished a marathon. Her whole body was sore, tired, and weak, and she seemed like she could faint at any time.
To be honest, Charlotte now even feels a little guilty.
Because if a fight really breaks out, she might not be able to beat the other person now.
Fortunately, the servant was already frightened.
And he couldn't see Charlotte's weakness at all.
That's just fine.
Charlotte still has some questions to ask the other party.
She still pretended to be running wild, with a weird smile on her lips, and her voice was indifferent but without any emotion:
"Tell me, who are you?"
If it weren't for those crimson eyes that had already returned to the sky-like blue, Charlotte would have really looked like the killing machine just now.
Of course, the frightened servants were too frightened to notice these details.
"Mercenary... I am a mercenary... We are the free mercenaries of Boulder!"
He said this while crying bitterly.
Freelance mercenary
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
After meeting the Duke's son Lai Nuo that day, she specifically asked the priest Lottie about mercenaries and learned that in this world, free mercenaries were equivalent to the adventurers and bounty hunters in the fantasy novels of her previous life.
The difference is that most free mercenaries are ordinary people who are forced to make a living, not extraordinary people.
Of course, when we say they are ordinary people, we are talking about ordinary strength compared to their extraordinary powers. Most of the mercenaries are actually desperate criminals who have their heads tied to their belts.
As long as the reward is attractive enough, they are willing to do anything.
"Who sent you here? What is your mission?"
Charlotte asked again.
"I... I don't know who our employer is..."
"We just accepted a mission from the Rose Club's mission board, which asked us to kidnap the eldest daughter of the Castel family and hand her over to the person who came to pick her up..."
The attendant said tremblingly.
"Rose Club?"
Charlotte raised her voice slightly.
"The Rose Society is the largest underground gang in Boulder. They often act as matchmakers between mercenaries and employers, and take a cut from the process..."
Underground gangs
Charlotte remembered the name of the Rose Club.
Charlotte looked at the dead "old servant" Hunting Axe on the ground again:
"Who changed his appearance?"
"It's... it's our employer..."
"Huh? Didn't you just say... you don't know who the employer is?"
Charlotte's voice suddenly became cold.
The servant was about to collapse:
"I...we really don't know..."
"He was wearing a mask and had deliberately changed his voice... All we knew was that he was a mage..."
"Oh, that's right! He was the one who prepared the carriage for us, and he was also the one who prepared the crossbows and costumes for us!"
After hearing what the other party said, Charlotte was thoughtful.
Whether it was being able to disguise the mercenaries as old servants of the Castell family, forging the Castell family's uniforms, or knowing the Castell family's itinerary to take their masters home, it all showed that the other party knew the Castell family very well.
Not only that, the other party was able to obtain contraband such as crossbows, which means that the other party either has a military background in the kingdom or has dealings with people in the military.
Only the Crescent Kingdom's direct vassal nobles and their close associates can get involved in the kingdom's military.
In other words... he was a direct vassal of the Crescent Kingdom, such as the Duke of Bold.
But the problem arises again.
Since they want to kidnap me, and there are so many freelance mercenaries, why would the employer choose such a group of unprofessional people
Besides, what's the point of kidnapping yourself
At this moment, Charlotte smelled a conspiracy.
"Where is your rendezvous point?"
"Outside the city... Outside the city... Our first stop is here. We need to change to the new carriage hidden in this courtyard in advance, and then leave Boulder City through the west gate..."
The attendant said tremblingly.
The rendezvous point is not here!
Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.
Her current condition was not good. If the other party's meeting point was this courtyard, she would have to consider running away immediately.
"Tell me the exact location of your pick-up, and then get lost."
Charlotte said indifferently.
The attendant was delighted.
Without hesitation, he took out a piece of parchment from his arms and presented it with both hands:
"Sir... Sir... It's the place marked on the map."
Charlotte took the map and started browsing it.
"My Lord...can I go now?"
the attendant asked cautiously.
Charlotte glanced at him:
"get out!"
The attendants were pardoned.
"Thank you... Thank you, sir! Antonio will never say anything nonsense about what happened tonight! Antonio swears to the Lord!"
After saying that, he stood up tremblingly and ran out of the courtyard stumblingly. His posture was very embarrassed and it was obvious that his legs were still very weak.
However, just as he was about to leave the courtyard gate, he suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and turned in another direction.
There... is the Holy Royal Court Cathedral and the Demon Hunting Institute that are closest to here!
The servant took a step and was about to run out of the courtyard, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
He slowly lowered his head and saw a half-broken crossbow arrow sticking out from his chest.
He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and then slowly fell limp.
Behind him, Charlotte, with an expressionless face, slowly put down the crossbow in his hand.
She had no intention of letting the other person go.
From the moment the other party participated in the kidnapping and recognized her as a vampire, she had already sentenced him to death.
Letting the opponent run first was simply because she was in a weak state and didn't have the confidence to defeat the opponent.
Although she looks cute, she is not a saint!
The last kidnapper who knew her secret died, and Charlotte put away her crossbow.
This crossbow is really good. It is pocket-sized, but very powerful, and at the same time, it does not require too much effort to use.
She was already planning to take it back and use it as a self-defense weapon.
Hmm... it can be hidden under the skirt!
Charlotte soon had an idea.
However, just when Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, a hoarse and low voice suddenly rang out behind her:
"A great being like you would use mortal weapons that even secular knights despise to fight against mortals like ants?"
who?!
Charlotte was shocked.
She turned around and saw a fat black cat slowly walking out of the shadows under the moonlight.
A... talking black cat?!
Charlotte's heart instantly rose.
As a vampire, she was unable to sense the existence of the black cat just now!
The black cat had a human-like solemnity on his face.
Under Charlotte's vigilant gaze, it saluted with its front paws gracefully like a human noble, and then spoke hoarsely:
"Meow... nice to meet you..."
"My name is Nice. I am an elegant cat noble and a devout believer in the God of Contract."
As it spoke, it raised its head, and a meaningful expression appeared on its fat cat face:
"Tell me, should I call you Miss Charlotte, or Your Majesty from the Blood Clan?"