Gospel of Blood

"Lottie, I need an explanation."

The man leaned back slightly, his ash-gray pupils coldly fixed on the woman in front of him.

Lottie remained silent for a moment before saying.

"Charlotte has hidden protection from the church. Even without Sebastian, there's still a risk of being found out... and I just haven't found the opportunity."

"Oh, I see. I thought maybe you'd grown fond of her after taking care of her for half a month."

The man nodded, his smile returning.

But as he continued smiling, his tone shifted again.

"However, there's still one question..."

"My informant told me that three days ago, someone suspected to be from the church sent a report to the Rose Society."

"There aren't many people in the church who know about the Sacred Judgment. I know it's unlikely to be you, but... I still want to ask, where were you that morning?"

With a deep gaze, the man looked at her again.

Lottie calmly replied.

"That day, I was at the church hospital."

"Alright, I believe you're not lying, after all, this can be easily verified. But... do you have any thoughts on who might have sent the report?"

The man asked, playing with the star map in his hand.

Lottie remained silent for a moment before shaking her head.

"I don't know."

After hearing Lottie's answer, the man fell silent and just watched her quietly.

Lottie lowered her head respectfully.

"Well, maybe it was a leak from the High Priest's side. You can go now. Tonight's Dreaming Salon will be hosted by Jordan, and you've been quite busy lately, so take a good rest."

The man smiled and dismissed her.

After she left, the man's smile faded, his gaze turning cold.

Behind him, black mist filled the air, and a hunched figure slowly emerged, its voice hoarse and mocking.

"Hehe, that little one lied in the end."

"Of course, I knew. After all... although she had served me from the very beginning, her motives are not pure."

The man said lightly.

"But you still accepted her, even knowing her motives aren't pure."

"Of course, because we need her. We need her to complete the final ritual, and we need her as a control node."

The man narrowed his eyes.

Having said that, he looked at the hunched figure.

"Did you hear what she just said?"

"Yes. The Grand Knight is dead, seems like... we need to speed up our actions."

"How certain are you? I don't want to repeat the mistakes of ten years ago."

"Don't worry, this time it's solid. The vessel is almost restored, the only potential risk might be the resurrection of that fallen God from the other day. Nothing in Borde poses a threat to the Grand Knight's power, except... for the God."

"The Thorny Rose, huh..."

The man pondered.

Suddenly, he had a thought.

"You mentioned... the Rose Society passing the Holy Light Judgment, could it be related to that mysterious God? After all, the Grand Knight was chasing the Rose Society's leader at the time... Could it be that God intervened?"

"A God? You're overthinking it. If a God could deceive the Holy Light Judgment, then our Blood Demon Cult wouldn't need to hide like this. Don't underestimate the power of the Divine, HE is the leader among Gods, the Uncrowned King of all Gods."

The hunched figure shook its head.

"I see..."

The man nodded slightly.

"Alright, stop speculating. No matter which God it is, we'll steer clear of it. Let the Holy Court deal with that headache. We only need to complete the ritual. Once successful, you and I will both become Divine Messengers! By then, I'll be the executor of our Lord's will on Earth, and you... will be the ruler of Borde!"

"Hey, I'm not interested in being a Divine Messenger. I still have to deal with the Holy Court. I don't want to be burnt as a heretic. I just need your covert cooperation."

The man chuckled.

Speaking of which, he had another thought.

"You mentioned earlier that the vessel's restoration is almost complete? How do you know?"

"Hehe, guess."

The hunched figure chuckled.

...

Exiting the study, Lottie put on her hood and mask again.

Instead of leaving the dungeon directly, she headed in another direction down the long corridor.

At the end of the corridor, there was a tightly closed stone door guarded by two figures in black robes.

They emitted strong auras, unmistakably two extraordinary individuals of the First Tier Starry Sky.

In front of the door stood a little girl wearing a white dress, barefoot, playing on the ground.

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She appeared to be around twelve or thirteen years old, with features strikingly similar to Lottie's—brown hair and brown eyes.

When the girl saw Lottie, her eyes lit up, and she cheered.

"Lottie!"

With that, she ran towards Lottie, but her tiny body passed right through Lottie...

"Open the door, I need to check on the vessel."

Facing the two black-robed guards, Lottie said.

She seemed entirely unaware of the girl.

"Madam, the High Priest has ordered that no one except him is allowed to enter recently."

The two black-robed individuals remained unmoved.

Lottie frowned.

"Open the door."

She repeated.

The two black-robed figures still didn't budge.

Lottie clenched her fist.

She took a deep breath, gave them a deep look, then turned and left.

"Hey! Lottie! Can't you see me?"

Seeing Lottie about to leave, the girl hurriedly caught up.

It seemed that she sensed something, as Lottie turned her head, but all she saw was the dim candlelight in the underground corridor.

Looking at the flickering candlelight, she felt puzzled.

After a moment's hesitation, she withdrew her gaze, hesitated for a moment, then left the dungeon.

"Lottie!"

The girl called out again, about to catch up.

However, a hoarse voice sounded behind her.

"Hehe, Miss Marie, stop calling her out. Besides me, no one can see you."

Hearing this voice, the girl slightly jumped aside and trembled, like a startled little animal.

She turned around, looking at the hunched figure that had appeared behind her, a hint of disgust flashing in her bright eyes.

"It's you?"

"Exactly, it's me."

The hunched figure chuckled.

With that, he sized up the girl and squinted his eyes,

"Looks like you've been recovering well lately. Besides rescuing the girls abducted by the Dreaming Salon, you've also started sending dreams to members of the Rose Society..."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand."

The girl frowned.

"Hehe, stop pretending. I know it's you who leaked the information and pretended to be a member of the Church in dreams, making the Rose Society members think it was real."

"How foolish! Don't forget who allowed you to regain consciousness, and what power allowed you to continue living..."

"If living means sacrificing others, then I'd rather die."

The girl said coldly.

The hunched figure sneered.

"Then I advise you to be honest. If... you don't want anything to happen to Lottie, you better stay alive and refrain from passing on any messages."

The girl's expression changed instantly.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Hehe, so what if I am? So, Baroness Brois, will you listen or not?"

The hunched figure said calmly.

The girl clenched her fist, gritting her teeth.

"If you dare lay a hand on my sister, I won't let you off!"

...

Leaving the secret chamber, Lottie returned to the surface.

The brilliant sunlight shining through the windows of the mansion was a bit dazzling.

Glancing back at the door of the secret chamber, Lottie clenched her fist and murmured.

"I know you must still be alive, somewhere in Borde..."

"Otherwise, the Blood Demon Cult wouldn't continue the ritual..."

"I will definitely save you, no matter the cost."

"Sister..."

After saying this, she let out a sigh and walked out of the mansion.

However, as she approached the gate about to leave the estate, Lottie was stopped by the guards at the entrance.

"Lady Lottie, the Count has ordered that you are not allowed to leave the estate for a while."