Tome of Blood

"The play was good."

In the slowly moving carriage, Charlotte crossed her legs, with one hand resting on the window rail, and the other holding a crystal goblet filled with milk, with a relaxed expression.

In the corner at the opposite end of the carriage's diagonal.

The black cat Niss shrank into a ball, his amber vertical pupils stared straight at the milky white stain on the girl's mouth, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

Noticing its presumptuous gaze, Charlotte's gaze turned cold, and she picked up the silk scarf and gently wiped her mouth.

Nice looked away regretfully, and said in a strange way:

"I can't compare to you, Mianxia, ​​you are the real acting genius, and your acting skills can directly go to the theater to play the heroine!"

"Charlotte."

Charlotte took a sip of the sweet milk and said:

"From now on, you will call me Charlotte in public."

"The empress will call me the master."

Nice widened the cat's eyes, and suddenly said angrily:

"Hey! You evil god! Don't want me to succumb!"

"Um?"

Charlotte glanced at it lightly.

The holy emblem of the brain gate flashed past, Nisi's expression changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and said:

"Owner!"

With that resentful tone, he wanted to eat her flesh and drink her blood!

"Um."

Charlotte chuckled with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

She's in a pretty good mood right now.

Finally came out of the mission hospital, finally escaped the crisis, thwarted the plot to hijack her and took in a tool cat that seemed to be quite capable by the way, everything is getting better.

But now, watching the aggrieved black cat who was quite presumptuous before had to succumb to her despotic power made Charlotte feel very happy.

This feeling of building happiness on the pain of others is really good.

She felt as if some strange attribute had awakened deep in her heart.

"Tell me, how did you conjure up a monster just now?"

Charlotte propped her head against the window and looked at the black cat with interest.

Nice made a stinky face, sneered and mocked:

"Does it make you happy to make fun of me? As an evil god, shouldn't you be the most familiar with this directional evil summoning technique? There are many such lost blood demons in the dark realm!"

"Summoning? Look at it this way... you are not only a priest, but also a mage?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

Nice still had a stinky face, that angry expression seemed to say: Pretend, you fucking pretend!

"Actually... you misunderstood, I am not an evil god."

Charlotte pondered for a moment and said.

Now that she has become a master and servant, she feels that there are some things that need to be clarified in advance, and be more open and honest, so as to avoid misunderstandings and troubles in the future:

"Of course, I'm not the original Charlotte. You can see me as a traveler who came to this world by accident."

Nice didn't say a word, just huddled in the corner and looked at her with a sneer.

Its expression is full of disbelief, and its hoarse voice is as weird as ever:

"Ah, yes, yes, yes! You are right! Whatever you say, that is what it is!"

Charlotte: ...

She suddenly had the urge to pick up the back of the opponent's neck and throw him out of the carriage window.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte warned herself not to be as knowledgeable as a fat cat.

Then, she shook her head and said:

"Actually, you didn't have to summon the Gorefiend at all."

"Just find a reason to say that you exiled it."

Nice was slightly stunned.

It widened its eyes, and the expression of sudden realization seemed to say:

Nest grass! Why didn't I think of it? !

Charlotte shook her head secretly, feeling that this guy's head didn't seem as bright as she thought.

She glanced at the dress she was wearing, and asked her last question:

"One last thing..."

"You...why do you have the clothes I wore in the church hospital?"

Quiet……

The black cat's angry expression dissipated instantly.

Instead, there are erratic eyes and dodging eyes.

I saw it turned its head away unnaturally, and while whistling, looked out the window guiltily:

"Ahem, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful!"

Charlotte: ...

Her expression gradually turned cold, and her eyes became darker.

That sight, as if looking at garbage, made the black cat's hair stand straight in his heart.

Suddenly, the girl smiled.

The voice is sweet, but without a trace of warmth:

"Get off yourself and run with the carriage."

Nice: ...

...

"Huh? Master Nice, why did you get out of the car?"

Outside the carriage, looking at the black cat that suddenly rolled out of the carriage mellowly and started running after the carriage, the Demon Hunter Knight who was the rear guard was very strange.

"What are you looking at? Master Cat wants to lose weight! Can't you run for a while with the carriage?!"

Nis cursed a few words with his big, fat face, but his four short legs were not idle.

Inside the carriage, Charlotte chuckled and slowly looked away.

She could see that although the new servant her family had received was very capable and seemed to have a lot of background, she also had a lot of cheap and stinking problems.

If you want the other party to be obedient, you also need to tap and tap appropriately.

Otherwise, this guy will definitely be a typical example of not being on the house for three days in the future.

The mighty convoy moved forward smoothly, surrounded by seven or eight demon hunting knights for protection.

Charlotte felt like a rare protected animal.

I can understand it when I think about it.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she was robbed in front of her face, which was also a blatant slap in the face to the church. At this time, she would definitely arrange for a witcher knight to escort her all the way.

However, Carla, as the captain, has returned ahead of schedule, and it is said that she has other tasks.

And the duke's son, Leno, also left in a hurry with the other party, as if something urgent happened.

Their early departure made Charlotte feel a lot less stressed.

Both of these two are genuine Yinyue second-order transcendents, and they are powerful.

As long as the old Chi Yang third-rank guys in the city don't come out, they will walk around in Boulder at will.

Although neither of them knew her details, Charlotte would still feel guilty standing in front of such a strong person.

The carriage continued on.

It wasn't until they drove out of the dilapidated neighborhood that the demon hunter knights who were guarding them quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, we have already left the abandoned area. Do you want to return to the manor, or to the foothold in the east city?"

Quasimodo, who was driving, stopped his horse, pulled down the soundproof windows and asked respectfully.

"The foothold of the East City?"

Charlotte's heart skipped a beat.

"The family still has a villa in the eastern part of the city that has been unoccupied. I have arranged for someone to clean it up. Although it is smaller, it is much cleaner and safer than the manor."

Quasimodo said.

Besides, perhaps because of the extraordinary existence, the scale of cities in this world is much larger than that of Blue Star West in a similar era.

Take Boulder City, the capital of the Principality of Boulder, as an example. The entire city can be divided into the outer city and the main city, each with a population of at least 150,000.

Among them, the outer city is the largest, with a population of more than 200,000, and the residents are all civilians and low-level people. The slums and the abandoned city where Charlotte was hijacked are also located here.

The main urban area is smaller and has a smaller population, but it is the core of Boulder City and can be subdivided into eastern and western urban areas.

The eastern urban area is centered on the Duke’s Mansion and the Cathedral. It can be regarded as the political center, cultural and religious center of the entire Principality of Boulder. Almost all nobles, priests and wealthy businessmen of the Principality have real estate here, and some big families directly own estate.

Of course, this kind of manor located in the city is much smaller than the big manor in the countryside, more like a group of villas with a large garden or vegetable field.

The western urban area is a commercial area and a handicraft area, mainly inhabited by some wealthy citizens, craftsmen and technicians, declining nobles and merchants. It is also closest to the outer urban area where ordinary civilians live.

Because the land price is lower than that of the eastern urban area, most of the manors of noble families are also located here.

The Castel family's manor, where Charlotte crossed, is here.

It's not that the Castel family can't afford a manor in the East End.

It was because, as a branch family of the Boulder family, the first-generation head of the Castel family had moved away from the Eastern City since the establishment of the family.

Even after it developed later, Castel, whose family center had already shifted to the Earl's Territory, did not purchase any new manor real estate in the eastern part of Boulder.

Charlotte soon understood what Quasimodo meant.

The old servant was probably worried that the Castel Manor would leave a psychological shadow on her.

In addition, the Bieyuan in the eastern part of the city is indeed more secure because it is close to the Duke's Mansion and the Cathedral.

Seriously speaking, Charlotte does have some psychological shadows on Castle Manor.

Anyone who thought that there were hundreds of living corpses staying there for an unknown period of time would feel chills.

"Has the manor been cleaned?"

Charlotte thought for a moment and asked.

Quasimodo hesitated, then nodded:

"Cleaned up."

"Then let's go back to the manor."

Charlotte said.

Although Castle Manor is considered a "haunted house" in a certain sense, considering her current blood status, Charlotte feels that this kind of place away from the church is more suitable for her.

She also plans to study the abilities of the blood race and the scriptures at home, just to try the summoning of blood, the more private the place, the safer.

In addition, staying away from the eastern city can also reduce contacts with other nobles. Charlotte can imagine how popular she will be in the noble circle now.

People are not only beautiful and cute, but also have a large area of ​​rich territory that is about to be inherited...

The walking gold mine belongs to yes, or the kind of buy one get one free.

After receiving Charlotte's order, Quasimodo hesitated, but finally bowed down and saluted:

"As ordered."

Soon after the destination is determined.

Castel Manor is not too far from the outer city, and it took about fifteen minutes for the carriage to arrive.

"Master, we have arrived."

Quasimodo opens the car door for Charlotte.

With the careful support of the other party, Charlotte stepped out of the carriage gracefully, and looked at Castel Manor in the night.

This warm and beautiful place in memory is completely dark at this moment, looking a little gloomy and lonely.

"Miss Charlotte, I've sent you home, and we're leaving too."

The leader of the witcher knight said.

Charlotte glanced at Quasimodo, and Quasimodo immediately understood, quickly took out a money bag from his arms, and presented it with both hands:

"Dear lords, thank you for your escort, please accept Castel's thank you..."

After some refusals, the witcher knight took the money bag, and after weighing it, he immediately smiled.

He threw the money bag to his companion, then put his right hand on his chest and saluted, saying:

"Miss Charlotte, you are too polite. My name is Chatham, a starry first-order knight, and the captain of the third team of Boulder Demon Hunting House."

"If you need anything in the future, just come to Boulder Demon Hunting Center and find me."

"Miss Charlotte, we will meet later!"

After all, several demon hunting knights got on their horses and were about to leave.

And at this time, the black cat Niss chased after him from afar, panting.

As soon as it ran in front of the carriage, it collapsed directly on the ground, with its limbs spread out, its belly turned upside down, and it wheezed and said:

"Huh...huh...finally...finally here..."

"It's too fucking far... It's really too fucking far! I'm so exhausted!"

Seeing it looking out of breath, the captain of the Demon Hunting Knight hesitated for a moment, and reminded seriously:

"My lord, even if you want to lose weight...you need to do it in moderation!"

Nice: ...

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