Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel

The Roman Sword's originally haughty aura nearly dissipated in an instant.

Although this mysterious book seemed to lack an Artifact Spirit, it could feel that the other party also had the "qualifications" to birth an Artifact Spirit like itself.

It was just that at this moment, the other was obviously incomplete, so it lacked a "True Spirit"; yet even so, it could vaguely sense a power similar to "emotions."

Those were emotions mingled with curiosity, defiance, arrogance, and disdain.

There was curiosity about Roman Sword, the intruder.

There was a resistance toward Roman Sword, the outsider.

And there was... pure contempt for its strength.

The Roman Sword almost instinctively shifted to the side, ceding the center of the Divine Soul world, quivering in a corner.

Soon, that resistant "emotion" diminished, replaced by "satisfaction."

The Roman Sword further confirmed its own judgement.

As preposterous as it sounded, the Divine Artifact before it was truly in the process of forming an "Artifact Spirit." This contradicted what it knew about the formation of Artifact Spirits, but that was the reality.

The Roman Sword somewhat regretted recognizing the Blood True Ancestor as its master now.

Had it known that there was such a "monster" hidden in the depths of the other's Divine Soul world, it would never have wanted to come in.

Indeed, it was already a Divine Artifact of the Blood True Ancestor.

But obviously, in this household, there wasn't much room for it.

With that terrifying presence unknown to it, it could only quiver in a corner.

An Artifact Spirit that had recognized a master was linked to the master's heart.

The Roman Sword was no exception.

All its emotions—panic, confusion, shock, fear... all sorts of feelings—upon entering Charlotte's Spirit world, were simultaneously transmitted into her heart through the contract markings.

She stirred within, sinking into consciousness, and then saw the Roman Sword quivering in a corner a vast distance from the Blood Holy Scripture.

Charlotte: ...

"Roman, why did you run so far away?"

"Mighty... Mighty True Ancestor Your Majesty, I... I am fine, I really like this spot, staying here is... is fine..."

"Are you scared? What are you afraid of?"

"I... I'm not scared, I just wanted some quiet time, um... wanted to stay in the corner quietly for a bit, to contemplate the life of a sword..."

Charlotte: ...

Watching the elusive Roman Sword, she found it even stranger.

After observing carefully for a while, she finally realized:

"So that's how it is, are you in fear of the Blood Holy Scripture?"

"Since you have become my Divine Artifact, let me introduce you, the book before you is my Supreme Divine Artifact, as well as that of the Bloodline— the Blood Holy Scripture."

As soon as Charlotte finished speaking, the thick Blood Holy Scripture radiated a soft glow, as if proclaiming its existence, or perhaps declaring sovereignty over the Divine Soul world.

"Bl... Blood Holy Scripture? Is this the Great Lord's name? Wait... Supreme Divine Artifact?!"

Roman Sword's voice changed instantly.

Charlotte was moved inside:

"Hm? Is there a problem?"

"No... no no no! None at all! It's just... I never imagined that you truly crafted a 'Supreme Divine Artifact' that surpassed the Gate of Creation... Is this also your attempt to surpass 'God'?"

Roman Sword asked respectfully, curiously, and reverently. To re@port e%r&r$o#rs%,% plea$se vi^sit- the or&igin+a^l$ p&ost& on M+|V$LE$MP%Y%R.!

This time it was Charlotte's turn to be at a loss for words.

How could she know what the historical Blood True Ancestor was like, so she gave a vague response:

"Um... you could say that."

"No... no wonder, the great ruler who once unified Mireya!"

Roman Sword hastily started flattering.

Charlotte: ...

"Alright, now that you've seen the Blood Holy Scripture, you should have realized that it is incomplete. I know that you have a close relationship with the Nais Bloodline, and I also have something to ask you about the other Divine Halls and Divine Statues scattered around Mireya, as well as the pages of the Blood Holy Scripture scattered across the world. Do you have any clues?"

Charlotte asked.

"Are... Are you asking about the Divine Halls and Divine Statues you built? Mighty True Ancestor Your Majesty, I don't know much about your Divine Halls and Divine Statues, as I am mostly asleep. However, as far as I know, each Bloodline Clan likely possesses some clues, if not a Divine Hall or Divine Statue."

"If you wish to quickly recover your power, perhaps starting with the major clans would be easier. As I know... each clan actually seals a considerable amount of Blood Divine Power within, as a reserve of divine strength."

Roman Sword answered respectfully.

After speaking, it cautiously "looked" toward the central Blood Holy Scripture, cautiously adding:

"As for the Lord Holy Scripture, I... this is my first time seeing it, and I'm not aware of the missing parts."

Charlotte shook her head.

"No, you should have heard of it, the missing part is the Bloodline's curse pages."

"So it is... No, wait! Curse pages?!"

The voice of the Roman Sword suddenly changed.

"Hmm? Is there a problem?"

"No... No... There is no problem. I just didn't expect it to be the curse pages... I see, I see... So you really succeeded back then..."

The Roman Sword murmured.

Hearing its words, Charlotte's heart stirred.

She didn't directly ask any more questions but listened to the "heart's voice" through the contract mark and the residue of power left in the Dark Night Ancient Castle. Soon she understood the secrets about the Blood Holy Scripture from the "memories" of the Roman Sword.

'So that's how it is, the historical Blood True Ancestor tried to break through the limits of the Gods, and one such attempt was to create a Supreme Divine Artifact that could surpass the Gods...'

'Then this Supreme Divine Artifact must be the Blood Holy Scripture, which aligns with the records describing the Blood Holy Scripture as the ultimate Divine Artifact of the Bloodline.'

'In that case, it would also explain why the power of the Blood Holy Scripture greatly exceeds that of other Divine Artifacts.'

Charlotte contemplated.

"Majestic True Ancestor Your Majesty, I don't know much about the curse pages, but as far as I know, the Blood Demon Church is quite interested in them and has been collecting them."

"It's said... They also have a Holy Artifact that can locate the curse pages, which might be of help to you."

The Blood Demon Church has a Holy Artifact capable of locating the curse pages?

Charlotte's expression darkened.

Such important information, and Albrecht never mentioned it!

However, she quickly regained her composure.

With the contract in place, Albrecht could not defy her. He had already submitted all memories regarding the Bloodline, which Charlotte had reviewed, and there were no relevant records. This suggested that Albrecht himself might not be aware of this matter.

"Mm, alright, I am aware of this now. The information you've provided is very important."

Charlotte said.

Roman Sword breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving recognition.

Charlotte was about to say more when she felt a stir in her heart.

She sensed two somewhat familiar presences rapidly approaching in the real world.

After checking the maintenance status of the Dark Night Ancient Castle, Charlotte felt it was about time and said:

"Alright, you've only just recovered and have expended a lot of energy. Rest for now, and I will summon you again if necessary."

"Honored... I bid farewell to True Ancestor Your Majesty!"

The Roman Sword quickly responded.

Exiting from the depths of the spiritual world, Charlotte on the Blood Throne slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at Albrecht standing respectfully beside her, Charlotte nodded:

"You did well this time."

Receiving recognition, Albrecht let out a sigh of relief, his demeanor even more respectful.

Charlotte sensed the time and then added:

"It's about time. Let's leave this place."

At her words, she waved her hand lightly, and crimson mist enveloped the whole world.

The next moment, the world of the Dark Night Ancient Castle shattered suddenly.

Albrecht felt a whirling sensation, and when he came to, he was back in reality.

Roman Sword was nowhere to be seen.

He knew it had been taken away by True Ancestor Your Majesty. Sensing the two familiar presences drawing closer, Albrecht chuckled:

"Is it Duke Yoroc and Duke Alek... It seems they've also realized what's happening."

As he spoke, he shook his head:

"Too late, though."

As he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and his figure dissolved into shattered black mist and vanished.

Moments later, Duke Yoroc and Duke Alek finally arrived at the spot where the Roman Sword had vanished.

"The presence... has completely disappeared; we've lost them."

Duke Yoroc said, his face twisted in anger.

He glared angrily at the Bloodline Elf on the other side and said through clenched teeth:

"Alek, I will certainly impeach you before the Elder Council for this incident! Just wait for the Great Elder's wrath!"

After speaking, he huffed coldly and turned to leave.