Charlotte finally got a good night's sleep.
There was no "whisper of the ancient gods" every night when she first traveled through time, nor was there the anxiety she had in the church hospital. This time she slept until almost noon.
In fact, if it weren't for the harsh knocking on the window by the black cat Nessie that woke her up... Charlotte felt that she could even sleep through the night.
"I should have told you last night that you can just come back through the main entrance and don't disturb me from sleeping in."
With her beautiful blonde hair frizzled up into a hedgehog, Charlotte, wearing a white suspender nightgown, half-sat on the bed with a pillow in her arms, coldly looking at the black cat drinking water from the teapot.
"Well, the main door is not open, meow. Besides, Mr. Cat... um, I'm used to going through the window."
Nice said with a smile, his amber eyes constantly glancing at the girl's white chest.
No matter how Charlotte looked at it, she felt that the other party did it on purpose and it was clearly a deliberate revenge.
"Oh? So... the cat I saw outside the window on the evening of the blood sacrifice was you?"
She used a pillow to cover her body and squinted at the black cat that stretched its neck.
"Hmm? Cat? What cat?"
Nice shrank his neck, looked up at the ceiling, and started to act stupid.
"Were you the one who reported the Demon Hunter that night?"
"What are you talking about? I don't know! It's not me, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!"
Nice directly denied the three consecutive goals.
Charlotte understood.
"Have you checked what I asked you to check last night?"
She was too lazy to argue with the other party about these trivial matters and turned to ask about serious matters.
"Well... how should I put it, meow, I don't know if I have found it out clearly."
The black cat scratched its head.
"Um?"
Charlotte snorted.
"It's like this. When I left yesterday, I told the city guards to track him down, and I also asked the guys from the Demon Hunting Institute to set up an ambush. However... neither the city guards nor the Demon Hunting Institute had anyone waiting for the kidnapper to meet him at the location on the parchment."
Nice said.
"No?"
"Well, no."
"Were you discovered?"
"No... more like no one came at all."
"No one came? Strange, then why did they kidnap me..."
Charlotte frowned.
At first she thought it might be some enemy of Castel, but now she felt something was not right.
Everything that happened last night quickly flashed through her mind, and the girl began to rethink.
From being kidnapped by a fake servant at the beginning, to the counterattack, to the arrival of the Demon Hunter and the city guards, to Nice's fruitless investigation...
Gradually, a complete chain of events... began to form in her mind.
Charlotte had some vague guesses.
After thinking for a while, she reached into the quilt and took out the crossbow she brought back last night.
Then, he threw it directly to Nice.
Nice's eyes lit up, and he raised his paws to hug it, then stretched his neck to sniff it.
But when it saw Charlotte's cold gaze, it coughed dryly and shrank back guiltily.
"Go check on the homeless man who led the way last night, and then check where this crossbow came from."
Charlotte said.
"Ah? How do I check this? Isn't this the standard crossbow of the Crescent Kingdom?"
Nice held the crossbow, looked at it over and over again, with a face full of question marks.
Charlotte shook her head.
"If my guess is correct, you should be able to easily find its source if you continue to investigate. Perhaps... it belongs to the Duke's Mansion."
"Duke's Mansion?!"
Ness' eyes widened, and the cat was shocked.
"What about the Rose Society? How's the investigation going?"
Charlotte did not continue to explain, but turned to other questions.
"The Rose Club should have nothing to do with this matter. In my opinion, it is just a black intermediary gang that takes commissions. They rely on a Silver Moon Level 2 Transcendent as their backer to rob other gangs."
Ness shook her head.
Then, it stroked its chin again:
"But Master Cat... Well, I discovered something else unexpectedly."
"What?"
"Your cheap grandmother seems to have close ties with the Rose Society. There are many tasks she has posted on the task board there, including some seeking materials related to sacrifices, and even selling a cursed book page. Moreover... she seems to be an honorary member of the Rose Society, meow."
Lady Castel? The fragments of the Blood Codex
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
She never imagined that the crazy old woman had more than one page of the holy book in her hand!
Charlotte was about to ask further questions, but she noticed the black cat's tail standing up high. Suddenly, she had an idea and squinted her eyes and said:
"You seem excited?"
"Huh? What? Excited? Meow! Not at all!"
Nice continued to play dumb.
Charlotte watched it in silence.
After a moment, as if he couldn't stand her rather oppressive gaze anymore, Nice scratched his head and honestly admitted:
"Okay, I admit, I am a little excited, but... please allow me to ask you a question first."
"ask."
"That night, your cheap grandmother must have sacrificed herself to the Blood Demon Duke, right? And then... you changed her sacrifice just like you changed my Servant's Oath yesterday?"
Wow, you guessed it right
Charlotte looked at Nice in surprise, neither admitting nor denying it.
Nice became excited almost instantly:
"Do you have a grudge against the Blood Demon Duke?"
"What does this have to do with you?"
Charlotte asked back.
"Meow! Of course it's related! Because I also have a grudge against her... no, against the Blood Demon Cult!"
Nice raised his paw and said excitedly, even his tail trembled:
"Meow! If you want to fight against the Blood Demon... the Cult, be sure to call me!"
Charlotte was noncommittal.
She didn't know whether she had a grudge against the Blood Demon Cult. It depended on whether they would continue to cause trouble for her and whether they had the remaining pages of the Holy Book of Blood.
The Holy Codex of Blood is Charlotte's golden finger, and she is the master of the Holy Codex. Completing the Holy Codex of Blood must be one of her future goals.
"If necessary, I will. After all, you are my slave."
Charlotte said calmly.
Then she asked:
"How much do you know about the cursed pages?"
"Cursed pages?"
Nice was stunned.
It thought for a moment and replied:
"I only know that it was once a very ancient artifact of the blood race, and was later destroyed in the blood race civil war. Not only did it lose most of its power, but it was also cursed..."
"Everyone who gets the pages will eventually go crazy. Even the vampires will lose control and become monsters!"
Curse
Charlotte thought.
She thought of the Countess that night.
After a moment's silence, she continued:
"Continue to investigate the Rose Society and the Blood Demon Cult. Also, look for the whereabouts of the cursed page sold by Mrs. Castel, as well as clues about other cursed pages."
“Why are you investigating this?”
Nice asked curiously.
"To get my stuff back, of course."
"Your things?"
Nice was confused.
"Okay, I'm going to get up now. You can go out now. Remember to compile all the magic you know into a book and give it to me later."
Charlotte didn't explain anymore, but ordered them to leave.
Nice: …
Although it was curious and just wanted to scratch, it was finally afraid of Charlotte's power, so it sighed and left the bedroom obediently.
"Get back... my stuff?"
After closing the door, Nice held the crossbow, still confused.
Suddenly, as if realizing something, the black cat stopped:
"Her stuff? Wait! Cursed pages?!"
With a "click", the crossbow in Nice's arms fell to the ground.
It widened its eyes and couldn't help but tremble:
“She she she she she…!”
"Could it be... Could it be that she is...!?"
…
Charlotte didn't know how much shock her words had brought to Maomao.
After Nice left, she struggled to get out of bed.
After a good sleep, the aftereffects of the blood runaway had disappeared.
Charlotte felt like a new life, her whole body filled with strength.
Without the service of a maid, it was natural for her to abandon her cumbersome aristocratic dress and simply wear a dress that even she could wear by herself.
It's just that beautiful blonde hair that's a little difficult to take care of.
Normally, there were servants to help with combing her hair, and when she was in the church hospital, there were also female priests to help, but now Charlotte was alone and could only watch helplessly.
Only at this moment did she truly realize how much effort the servants had put into maintaining her beautiful golden hair.
Beauty has a price.
Maybe I can look back and see if there is any magic that can help me take care of myself. What if I can learn it
Charlotte thought so.
Breakfast... no, or rather lunch was simple.
A plate of vegetable salad, a veal steak, a small piece of fried foie gras, and a small dish of portobello cheese.
In addition, there is Charlotte's favorite cream of mushroom soup.
Lunch was prepared by Quasimodo. Although the taste was not as good as that of the manor chef in Charlotte's memory, it was still pretty good.
There is no way. Now only Quasimodo and Charlotte are left in the huge Castel Manor.
Being able to manage the silver shop business and take care of herself at the same time, Charlotte already felt that this old servant was truly a hexagonal warrior.
"After dinner, go and call some servants."
After eating and drinking, Charlotte looked at the empty manor and her blonde hair, which was still a little messy despite the great effort she put in to take care of it, and said after pondering for a moment.
But after hearing her words, Quasimodo's expression suddenly became embarrassed.
Noticing the other person's expression, Charlotte's heart moved slightly:
"Hmm? Any questions?"
Quasimodo sighed and smiled bitterly:
"Master, actually... there are some problems."