MTL - Tome of Blood-Chapter 15 -15-Abduction under the moonlight

  Chapter 15-15-Abduction under the Moonlight

  Charlotte was sitting in the carriage, her brain was dizzy.

  The carriage shook violently, and the howling wind made the curtains on both sides rustle.

  The thirst for blood made the girl's thinking extremely slow.

   But even so, she still felt that something was wrong...

  Carriage…

   Isn't it... running a little too fast?

   "Slow... Slow down..."

  Charlotte leaned on the recliner in the carriage, rubbing her buzzing temples, and whispered to the old servant in front.

  However, the old servant did not reply, and the speed of the carriage did not slow down at all.

   "Slow... Slow down..."

  She struggled to knock on the window frame again, trying to remind the attendants on horseback on both sides of the carriage.

  The attendant didn't pay attention to her either, and still silently protected her on both sides of the carriage.

  Charlotte became sober all of a sudden.

  She barely sat up straight, forced herself to be dizzy and opened the curtains of the carriage, only to see a rather dilapidated stone road outside, and the low and dilapidated buildings on both sides moved quickly to the rear.

   Even if Charlotte doesn't know the way home, she can tell that this is not the way back to Castell Manor at all!

the reason is simple.

  Castell Manor is located in the West End of Boulder City.

  Although the streets there are not clean and tidy, they are spacious and flat in the inherited memory.

  Here, the roads are full of potholes, the buildings are gloomy and dilapidated, and few lights can be seen in the street buildings on both sides of the road, like ghost buildings in the dark.

   "Miss, it's too windy outside, please close the curtains."

  The attendant outside the carriage finally spoke.

  However, the first thing he did was stretch out his hand and close the window of the carriage.

  Charlotte's heart sank.

  She realized that she might have been abducted by someone.

   These people are probably not servants of the Castel family at all!

  After realizing this, Charlotte woke up completely.

  The first thought she had was to jump out of the car and run away.

  The sense of the blood race is very keen.

  She could clearly perceive that whether it was the old servant driving the cart in front or the attendants following on both sides, they were not extraordinary people who had stepped into the ranks.

  They don't even have the seductive aroma of church priests. The smell on their bodies is similar to that of the civilians in the ordinary wards of church hospitals, like dry black bread.

   Tasteless to eat, but a pity to discard.

   These people... are probably just ordinary people with some training.

  Although the carriage is fast now, Charlotte is no ordinary little girl.

  The blood race's special physique gave her the confidence to jump off the speeding carriage without injury, and then quickly escaped.

  Even if she is not in good condition now, she is always on the verge of blood addiction...

  However, just as Charlotte was about to act, the watery moonlight reflected a ray of coldness in front of the attendant.

  Charlotte clearly saw that it turned out to be a wound crossbow!

   His uncle, why do these people have crossbows in their hands? !

  Charlotte cursed secretly, and instantly dismissed the idea of ​​jumping off the car immediately.

  She was barely a history buff in her previous life, and she had a little understanding of the crossbow, a big killer in the cold weapon era.

  In the Blue Star Middle Ages, no matter whether it was the East or the West, this kind of thing would be forbidden to be used outside the battlefield.

  Even if the world she traveled through had extraordinary power, she didn't think that something that could directly pierce a knight's breastplate at close range would be allowed to be brought into the city!

   Not only that, Charlotte has been looking for books about extraordinary power in the church these days.

   Among them, there is a collection of books comparing the combat power of extraordinary people and ordinary people, and it mentions several weapons used by ordinary people that may also cause life-threatening threats to extraordinary people.

   Among them, there is a crossbow!

  It is clearly recorded in the library that a transcendent who has not set foot on the rank cannot compete with the crossbow.

  Even if they step up to the rank, before reaching the second rank of Silver Moon, ordinary people who have undergone special training and are fully prepared may still use a crossbow to kill the careless first-rank transcendent of Fanxing...

   Obviously, the crossbow arrows in these people's hands are to guard against possible superhumans.

  Need to use crossbows to guard against superhumans, which means that these people probably don't have accomplices who have stepped into the ranks of superhumans, but since they can get contraband such as crossbows, the forces behind them are definitely not small.

  Charlotte quickly made this judgment.

   It's just that although she has just entered the extraordinary, she has not yet stepped into the rank.

  With the physique of the blood race, if these people were unarmed, perhaps she would not be afraid at all.

   But not now.

   They have weapons.

   Still a sharp weapon.

   If she acted rashly, if these people aimed their arrows at her, she might be in danger.

   Not only that, even if he escapes successfully, if he exposes his blood clan identity, he will also face endless troubles.

  At least...Charlotte de Castel's identity is definitely abolished.

  Drowsy brain made it difficult for Charlotte to concentrate and think.

   But even so, she made a decision:

  Don't act rashly.

   Now these guys are clearly on the lookout for a successful hijacking of their target...

  She had to wait for these people to relax before she could consider running away quietly or fighting directly!

   These people didn't know she was a transcendent, they only thought she was a little girl with no power.

  Then...their contempt for her is her chance!

  Thinking of this, Charlotte also calmed down.

  Outside the window, the moonlight gradually deepened.

  As the night fell, Charlotte clearly felt that her body functions were steadily improving at a considerable rate...

  Night is the home of the Blood Race.

  Under the moonlight, Charlotte's strength will only be stronger than during the day!

   But similarly, it may be a side effect of the addition of night power. With the increase in blood power, Charlotte's bloodthirsty desire is becoming more and more difficult to suppress.

  Her sanity gradually began to tilt to the edge of losing control, so that the smell of the servants and old servants gradually changed from tasteless like black bread to delicious and alluring like creamy mushroom soup.

   This is an unpredictable development for Charlotte.

  She felt that she was about to lose control of a certain impulse!

  The carriage gallops in the moonlight.

   I don't know how long it took, and finally stopped in a deserted and abandoned courtyard.

   "Dumb—!"

  The old servant who was driving the cart reined in his horse, and the panting pack horse neighed and stopped slowly.

  They snorted uneasily, hissed incessantly, their legs trembled, and their feces and urine continued to flow...

  The old servant took a strange look at the trembling pack horse, pinched his nose and cursed secretly:

   "Shit! It's really stingy. The pack horses given to us are useless waste. They have been running for so long and they can't do it!"

  His voice was full of spirit, not at all the old and weak before the mission hospital.

   "Hey! Go outside and watch carefully, don't let someone follow you!"

  He ordered to the two attendants.

  The two attendants looked at each other, glanced lewdly at the carriage, and curled their lips distrustfully:

   "Hunting Axe, you don't want to secretly play with the goods while we're away, do you?"

   "Shit! This is the eldest lady of the Castel family! The adult wants to inspect the goods personally, and he specifically pointed out that he can't sell them. If you want to die, you can try!"

  The old servant stared, exasperated.

"uh-huh!"

   The two attendants snorted softly, dismounted reluctantly, and headed for the gate of the courtyard.

   "What a **** who has no eyesight. He doesn't look at what he is, and he wants a stinky pig to eat sea eagle meat!"

  The old servant cursed a few words and spit thick phlegm on the ground.

  He took out a piece of dry and hard black bread from his arms, took a few bites and chewed hard, took a few sips from the kettle he carried with him, and then jumped off the carriage.

   When he came to the front of the carriage, he had already put on a smiling face.

   "Miss Charlotte, here we are."

  The old servant tapped lightly on the carriage, his voice hoarse and authentic.

Quiet-

  The pack horses neighed lowly, and the tangled bushes rustled in the night wind.

  In the compartment, there was no answer.

   "Miss Charlotte?"

  The old servant repeated again.

   Still no answer.

  The old servant's face changed slightly.

  He quickly opened the curtains, and shot his sharp eyes into the compartment.

   And when he saw the girl curled up in the corner of the carriage, he was instantly relieved.

  He smiled slightly, but his ugly face looked even more ferocious:

   "Miss Charlotte, why don't you speak? I really frightened the old servant."

   "Hey hey hey, we've arrived, it's time for you to get off."

  The girl in the carriage did not move.

  The old servant frowned slightly, his face gradually gloomy.

  He snorted coldly, and roughly opened the side door of the carriage, preparing to forcefully pull the girl out.

   However, when he opened the car door and his big hands covered with calluses and body hair were about to touch the girl, he suddenly stopped.

  The cold moonlight poured on the girl through the window, coating her beautiful blond hair with a layer of silver.

  The girl slowly raised her head.

  Her appearance is as delicate as a doll, but she has no expression at all.

  A pair of blood-like eyes looked indifferently at the old servant who opened the carriage, as deep as the sea.

  Cold, indifferent, but it seems to carry the madness and tyranny of the storm...

  The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, outlining a beautiful, charming and strange arc, revealing a pair of sharp canine teeth.

  The old servant's hair stood on end in an instant.

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  (end of this chapter)