It was a really amazing experience.
Just like opening three windows and logging three game accounts at the same time when playing a game, Charlotte can perceive the three perspectives of Dark Night Castle, the main body and Sebastian at the same time.
But it is not just as simple as perspective. It should be said that she can perceive the 360° situation in three perspectives.
Among them, the perspective of the Dark Night Castle is the main perspective of her consciousness, and any slight change in the entire spiritual world cannot escape her control.
The main body and Sebastian are more like sub-perspectives, and the scope of observation is limited to the study in Castel Manor and the burning cabin where Sebastian is.
Not only that, when Charlotte wanted to control it, she could even distract herself and control her own body in reality.
It’s just that I don’t seem to be used to this multi-perspective state.
She tried to control her body, but just as she stood up, she fell back with a thud, and even knocked over the milk jug on the table, spilling the fragrant milk all over her body, like a child who hasn't learned to walk yet.
After just a brief attempt, Charlotte no longer cared about the person in the study whose clothes were soaked, and continued to focus on Sebastian's vision.
When her consciousness was focused, Charlotte was surprised to find that her perception of the spiritual world began to decline, while her perception of Sebastian's surroundings became stronger.
It's like switching between the main and secondary accounts.
She could hear the crackling of flames burning in the dry wood, the humming of birds in the woods and the chirping of insects in the grass outside the cabin, and the steady breathing of the Knights of Judgment who surrounded the cabin.
She could feel the rising temperature in the cabin, see the sparks bursting out of the smoke, and see the hem of Sebastian's tuxedo and long red hair that had begun to catch fire.
What was even more magical was that she heard Sebastian's voice again, just like in the Dark Night Castle.
No, it's stronger than in the Dark Night Castle.
It was as if she had entered the other person's heart. She could even clearly sense the other person's immense excitement, joy, and shock.
Sebastian was excited, really excited.
Although he had already had some vague perception in the spiritual world, he still felt extremely surprised after returning to reality.
All the injuries he suffered from being chased by the great knight over the past few days have surprisingly healed!
Not only that, the dried-up magic power in the body was replenished again!
Even his lost left arm grew back and he could use it freely, and his muscular body was still as perfect as ever.
Sebastian could also see the ghost mask on his wrist, representing the blood curse, showing a human-like expression of fear, huddled in a corner, and seemed to be trembling.
It is afraid of some new power within itself!
It didn't even dare to erode and devour its own bloodline power anymore!
After discovering this, Sebastian was even more surprised.
Sure enough... Lady of the Dark Night is the true ancestor of the vampires!
All the bloodline powers will respect and fear her!
Pure White Witch... just wait for me.
Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price!
Thinking about the pain he had suffered under the curse over the years, Sebastian gritted his teeth.
At this moment, Sebastian suddenly felt some new information in his mind...
That turned out to be a way to pray to the Lady of Darkness and gain the power of the Blood Totem!
"Pray? Pray for God's power? Get God's blessing? Could it be... I have become God's messenger?"
Sebastian's eyes widened and shone.
For those who followed the gods and were deified in history...
Becoming a messenger of God is often the first step on their road to mythology!
After realizing his change of identity, Sebastian became even more excited, and even his breathing became rapid.
Charlotte, who was sharing the perspective, couldn't bear to watch it anymore...
Can you imagine a picture
An elf with tattered clothes looked at his exposed arms with excitement and stroked his biceps that had just grown back.
He looked excited, breathing heavily, and his handsome face, which was blackened by the thick smoke, was filled with a silly smile, revealing his white teeth...
There was fire behind him and smoke above his head.
It was difficult for Charlotte to connect the current Sebastian with the elegant fire elf he usually was.
The character... is about to collapse!
Don't get excited, brother, look at your clothes, look at your hair!
It's on fire!
She really wanted to remind the other person directly in this way.
But she felt that it was weird to do so, as if she was telling the other person that she was spying on him…
But she really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
The picture... is really too eye-catching.
Fortunately, while Charlotte was talking, Sebastian seemed to sense something and focused his attention on himself.
He soon found his clothes and hair on fire…
"Damn it!"
The elegant elf finally uttered the first swear word Charlotte had heard from him since she had crossed over.
With a light snap of his fingers, the flames on Sebastian's body quickly left his clothes and hair, turning into small flying fireballs that flew into his fingertips.
The reason why the Fire Elves are called Fire Elves is because they are born with a very high affinity for the fire element and are good at fire elemental magic.
Previously, Sebastian's magic power dried up and he lost the ability to control fire, but now... his power is back!
After easily putting out the fire on his body, Sebastian put away the flames on his fingertips and quickly cast his eyes on the blazing flames around him.
As he watched, the surrounding flames, like obedient children, made way for a path leading to the door.
Just go out like this
Charlotte was a little surprised to see his hair turned into a Shamatte style, his clothes turned into non-mainstream, and his handsome face turned into a fire fairy at the bottom of a boiler.
She thought that the always elegant man would change his clothes.
However, just after taking a step, Sebastian seemed to realize the problem and stopped immediately.
He lowered his head, looked at his tattered clothes, and fell into deep thought.
Charlotte's curiosity was immediately piqued.
In many film and television works in the past life, especially in anime works, after the dying protagonist who fell into the ruins exploded, the tattered clothes on his body would be restored, making it convenient for him to show off.
She has always been very curious. Without considering the BUG, she thought and analyzed from a scientific and reasonable perspective how those clothes were restored...
Like... taking off clothes and putting them back on
Charlotte continued to look at Sebastian, and saw that he... really started to take off his clothes very quickly.
Charlotte: …
Sebastian moved very quickly, and it was obvious that this was not his first time, so he was quite skilled.
He quickly took off his coat, revealing flashy purple elf breeches underneath the tattered clothes.
Throwing the rotten clothes into the flames, Sebastian, who was still in his shorts, used space magic to summon white wet wipes to wipe his face. He then took out a mirror and scissors to fix his hair, and then took out a brand new tuxedo and put it on...
He was very fast and efficient. Before Charlotte could come to her senses, he had already wiped his face, fixed his hair, and changed his clothes...
He even summoned a glass of red wine and took a sip of it elegantly.
But Charlotte...it was already hard for her to look directly at the other person's elegance.
She could not forget how embarrassed Sebastian looked when he was wearing only his shorts.
Everything was ready, and Sebastian snapped his fingers again.
The blazing flames immediately surged towards his palm...
…
In the woods.
The Grand Knight of the Inquisition calmly watched the wooden house burning more and more fiercely under the flames.
He could feel that Sebastian's breath was getting weaker and weaker.
Finally, when the flames completely enveloped everything, he could no longer sense the other party's breath.
Sebastian's breathing stopped.
His soul fluctuations also disappeared.
The great knight sighed slightly, feeling somewhat regretful.
He knew that the other person was dead, and only a body remained which was gradually disappearing in the flames.
"Even if you are a fire spirit, without magic power, you will eventually become a dead soul under the flames."
After waiting for a while and making sure that he could no longer sense the other party's soul fluctuations, the high priest shook his head slightly.
"Get ready. Use divine magic to capture his wandering soul and interrogate him about the Blood Demon Cult."
He gave the order to the judge beside him.
The judge was stunned:
"Capturing wandering souls? Isn't he... a member of the Blood Demon Cult?"
After the believer dies, his soul will return to the kingdom of gods.
The same is true for the Blood Demon Cultists.
The Knight shook his head.
"He is not."
"If so, he would have used the power of the blood demon long ago."
"Sebastian Flameheart is an elf who betrayed the Moon Island and no longer has faith in the Moon Goddess."
"He is a pathetic nonbeliever."
After saying this, the knight turned and left.
However, after taking a few steps, he paused slightly and then turned around abruptly.
"Wait a minute!"
He ordered the knights and priests who were about to put out the flames to stop.
Then, he stared at the burning wooden house.
Just now, the Great Knight felt Sebastian's presence again.
Not only that... that aura seemed to be reborn from the ashes, and it quickly grew stronger after reappearing!
That aura did not reach the third level.
But for some reason, it gave the knight a frightening feeling, as if it contained something terrifying.
Soon, the blazing flames seemed to be absorbed, quickly collapsed and dissipated.
Sebastian's figure reappeared before the Great Knight's eyes.
He was wearing a brand new tuxedo, his body was unscathed, and he elegantly held a glass of red wine in his hand.
"My Lord Knight, the flames of the Inquisition don't seem to be as powerful as you imagined."
He smiled slightly.
Looking at the Fire Elf whose injuries had healed, the Knight's expression suddenly became serious.