NOVEL NEXT Chapter 127: Greetings, True Ancestor
Before Odosia lost her memory, she was actually the divine envoy leading the Vadret Clan!
Looking at the respectful bloodlines in front of her, it was impossible for Charlotte not to feel a sense of astonishment.
However, aside from the surprise, what followed was also confusion.
A divine envoy is a messenger of the deity.
If Odosia was the divine envoy of the Vadret Clan before losing her memory, then... who is the myth behind the Vadret Clan?
A certain thought flashed across her mind, and a figure she had seen in the temporal rift when she first crossed over appeared in Charlotte's mind.
A bold guess surfaced faintly in her mind:
In the original history, Odosia had already been the magic pet of the True Ancestor.
Though Charlotte "created" history, it did not erase the fact that she was not the True Ancestor in the original timeline.
And this naturally gave rise to a thought in Charlotte's mind:
Could it be... that the myth the Vadret Clan follows is actually still the original Blood True Ancestor, Lilith?
However, there is something about this guess that doesn't quite add up.
That is, if the myth behind Vadret is really Lilith, there should have been some records of Lilith in the bloodlines and many historical texts Charlotte had previously encountered, rather than everything about her being erased.
Of course, there is also a possibility that the Vadret Clan itself might be Lilith's last "anchor point."
These thoughts flashed by in an instant.
The conjecture was just a conjecture; to truly understand the secrets of the Vadret and Salem Clans, more in-depth exploration would likely be needed.
And subtly, Charlotte had a feeling.
Perhaps within these two clans, she might uncover some secrets of the bloodlines and even of Lilith herself that she was not yet aware of.
With this in mind, Charlotte's gaze swept over the hundreds of bloodlines before her.
In her perception, these bloodlines were arranged in order from high to low rank, among which the weakest was at the rank of Viscount, making up about two-thirds of those who came to pay respect, while the strongest bloodlines were Legendary, with a full nine of them at the forefront.
This was an extraordinarily powerful force of transcendence.
Placed in any country on the Mireya Continent, it would be enough to create turmoil.
To be honest, Charlotte strongly suspected that to meet with her, the "Blood True Ancestor", the main bloodlines of the Vadret and Salem Clans had all mobilized.
And with such a force, if strategically deployed, armed with some divine artifacts targeting deities, even myths might be taken down by them.
If supported by deities from behind...
That would be even more terrifying, easily dominating one side.
Such a force could indeed stand in some degree of opposition to the Holy Royal Court where the gods "slumber"!
"Rise."
Seeing the bloodlines growing more apprehensive under her scrutinizing gaze, Charlotte spoke calmly.
Upon hearing Charlotte's command, the bloodlines straightened up one after another.
However, Charlotte could still sense their nervousness and unease from their stiff movements and the rapid breathing and strong heartbeat.
Charlotte's gaze then fell on the youth and girl at the front.
It was obvious that all the bloodlines regarded these two as leaders.
The former was Legendary, but the latter was merely Blazing Sun.
But Charlotte understood why a bloodline at the level of an Earl could stand at the forefront.
Anthea White Vadret.
She was the Saintess of the Vadret Clan, the Pure White Witch by name.
Yes, the "enemy" who had once pursued Sebastian halfway across the continent.
With this thought, Charlotte glanced at the other party's eyes, which were occasionally sneaking glances behind her as if searching for something, and said:
"There's no need to look; Sebastian has returned and is not here."
The "Pure White Witch" Anthea froze slightly, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face, and she quickly bowed her head respectfully.
"Where is the prince you follow? Why aren't they here?"
Charlotte asked again.
This time, it wasn't specifically directed at the Pure White Witch but at all the high-ranking members of the two clans present, as well as a probe by Charlotte.
Upon hearing Charlotte's words, the bloodlines of Vadret and Salem Clans were clearly taken aback.
Finally, the bloodline youth at the forefront of the Salem Clan exchanged looks with others and then asked uncertainly:
"Are you referring to Lord 'Duke'? Lord 'Duke' suffered a severe blow in the war against the Holy Royal Court four hundred years ago and has not recovered to this day, so did not come to pay respects."
A war with the Holy Royal Court four hundred years ago?
Charlotte's heart was stirred, and she immediately recalled the related records she had seen in the Church's texts and Albrecht's memories.
About four hundred years ago, the Holy Royal Court had launched the largest and most brutal "Holy War" in a millennium against the Coria Kingdom, intending to completely annihilate the Blood Court that ruled it.
It was also the last secular war on record that featured deities, with the Contract God Mitra from the Holy Royal Court personally taking action, and to this day, it is said that the ruins of that God War remain in the western mountains of Coria Kingdom.
As for the outcome, naturally, the Holy Royal Court failed, or at least... the attempt to conquer Coria Kingdom failed.
It was after that event that the Holy Royal Court lost the possibility of completely subjugating the Coria Kingdom, eventually formalizing a non-aggression pact with it.
It's worth noting that none of the chronicles or records delve into the results of the God War.
Albrecht's judgment was that the princes behind the two clans had made a move, but even he was unsure of the names of these princes.
In Albrecht's memory, he believed that the other party had intentionally concealed their existence for some reason.
And now, listening to this young bloodline man in front of him named Drado, the "Duke" he mentioned should be the deity who once engaged in a god war with the Contract God of the Holy Royal Court.
However...
Duke, my lord?
Charlotte noticed how Drado referred to the prince.
Mythical figures are always referred to as 'Your Majesty,' and indeed, the Duke belongs to the Mythical Rank.
Generally speaking, within the bloodline, the prince is referred to as either "Your Majesty the Duke" or "Your Majesty the Prince," or simply "Your Majesty."
Adding "Duke" with "my lord" is quite strange.
Charlotte found it hard to understand under what circumstances such a title would be used.
It can't be both mythical and not mythical, right?
"Your name is Salem Della? Are you the Great Elder of the Salem clan?"
Charlotte asked.
The young bloodline man respectfully saluted:
"Yes, True Ancestor, the previous Great Elder died in that war. I am the third generation Great Elder of the clan."
Charlotte nodded slightly.
Unlike other countries on the Mireya Continent, the name and surname order of Coria Kingdom is reversed. Like the Heavenly Dynasty on Blue Star, the surname comes first, followed by the name, and so it is with the Salem clan.
However,
she glanced again at the manor not far away, feeling the magic power fluctuations around it.
The magic here is very special; Charlotte felt the rhythm of spatial power. Moreover, its magic seemed to extend infinitely.
"Super Long-Distance Teleportation Array?"
Charlotte raised an eyebrow and looked toward Odosia.
Odosia nodded and said respectfully:
"Yes, the teleportation array leads to the Dark Castle, the royal capital of the Coria Kingdom. It was specially established by the two clans to welcome you."
"Is Duke Salem also at the Dark Castle?"
Charlotte asked.
"Yes, he's there as well."
Odosia replied.
Charlotte nodded:
"Lead the way then."
Upon hearing this, Odosia gestured for the bloodlines to clear the way, and soon they parted to both sides, with the Great Elder Drado of the Salem clan and the Saintess Anthea of the Vadret clan leading Charlotte to enter the manor.
Within the manor, inside the villa.
A teleportation array, about ten meters high, stood in a hall three stories tall, surrounded by a complex concealment array, masking the magic power fluctuations of the teleportation array.
Charlotte's gaze swept over the magic crystal stones on the teleportation array, which would be considered top quality even in the Castel Domain, and couldn't help but say:
"Teleporting so many people at once must have cost a lot, right?" Anthea and Drado exchanged glances, then coughed lightly and said:
"True Ancestor, it's actually alright; the bloodlines that have come to await you are all from the empire's territories. As for those on the kingdom's side, they are waiting on the other side of the teleportation array."
"Anthea and I will teleport with you. Afterward, the others will dismantle the teleportation array and return to their respective castles and stations."
Charlotte: ...
Okay, so these bloodlines are just the power of the two clans within the Xi Yonette Empire.
If that's the case, the Vadret clan and Salem clan are even stronger than she imagined. There are so many middle to high-tier bloodlines just on the empire's side. There must be even more on the Coria Kingdom's side!
Thinking of this, Charlotte became even more interested in the Coria Kingdom.
"Hmm, not bad. If so, let's set off."
She said.
Under the respectful guidance of two low-tier bloodlines, Charlotte walked into the teleportation array.
The Guardian's Staff and Nisi followed closely behind, and Anthea and Drado also joined them.
Stepping into the teleportation array, the entire world turned pure white, and the familiar sensation of weightlessness followed.
As the magic power stabilized and everything around became clear again, Charlotte found herself on a black high platform.
In front of her was a wide plaza, paved with black slabs, grand and solemnly cold.
On the plaza stood countless bloodline members, all dressed uniformly in black, with thorny rose patterns painted on their chests. At a glance, they seemed to number more than ten thousand, and there were as many as twenty-five powerful Legendary Dukes.
Upon seeing Charlotte, all the bloodline members simultaneously knelt on one knee in unison, their movements orderly, their voices thunderous, like an army awaiting inspection:
"Greetings, True Ancestor!"
No.
This is an army.