MTL - Tome of Blood-Chapter 17 -17- What should I call you? Your Majesty?
Chapter 17-17-What should I call you? Your Majesty?
Charlotte discovered two more traits of the blood race.
One is that if you don’t drink blood after becoming addicted to blood, you will eventually lose your mind and go berserk, doing some unpredictable things.
Second, if you get injured while drinking blood during the runaway, even if the blood you **** is from livestock, as long as the injury is not fatal, it seems that you can quickly heal yourself...
As for the price...
is to consume the satiety and satisfaction brought by sucking blood, and become hungry again.
At the same time, when the runaway is over, she will become extremely weak.
The moonlight is beautiful tonight.
However, Charlotte was not interested in admiring the moonlight.
Looking at the **** scene around her and the trembling attendants, only shock was left in her heart...
Myself...what did you do just now?
In fact, Charlotte's previous memory is very clear.
That was a really scary experience.
On the one hand, her consciousness is very chaotic; on the other hand, she seems to be very clear.
She clearly remembered that the moment the old servant opened the door of the carriage, the string that was tense in her mind finally broke completely.
She clearly remembered how she violently killed the other party...
She clearly remembers dragging her pack horse into the woods to drink blood, enjoying the sweetness like rain...
She also clearly remembers how she tore off the crossbow bolt on her body, and how she pulled out the heart of the fleeing attendant...
She felt as if she had turned into a crazy beast at that time, and she didn't fully wake up until the attendant cried bitterly and begged for mercy at the end...
This is Charlotte's first kill.
No nausea, no nausea, no fear.
She didn't know if becoming a vampire affected her thinking more or less, making her heart colder and harder.
The tyrannical self just now made her feel very strange.
Charlotte knew that she was definitely "running away" at that time.
The only thing that made her feel a little lucky was that she managed to maintain a bit of sanity when she went berserk after all, and she didn't drink the blood of the corpse...
Even if their blood smells much better than smelly livestock.
It can be regarded as some kind of bottom line for Charlotte.
She always felt that if she really sucked the blood of the corpse, she would lose her humanity completely. From then on, she would go further and further down the road of sinking and become a real "demon"...
Obviously, she still knows too little about the power of the blood race.
Charlotte gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.
After a long time, it reopened.
At this moment, she made a decision.
I must completely control the power of the "blood race", and absolutely don't let this out-of-control "runaway" happen again!
She was very powerful just now, very powerful, and she has definitely reached the level of an extraordinary person.
But being powerful that cannot be controlled is meaningless.
This time, she faced the enemy.
But next time, what if it's her companion?
Or what if it's an enemy she can't beat?
The sobbing sound was extremely ear-piercing in the deep night, interrupting the girl's thoughts.
Charlotte shifted her gaze and looked at the last servant who was completely frightened.
She just didn't go ahead and kill this person.
Not because she woke up, but because her rampage was over.
She felt like an amateur runner who had just finished a marathon. Her whole body was sore, exhausted, and weak, as if she could pass out at any time.
To be honest, Charlotte is even a little guilty now.
Because if she really wanted to fight, she might not be able to beat the opponent now.
Fortunately, the attendant was scared out of his wits.
He couldn't see Charlotte's weakness at all.
This is also just right.
Charlotte still has some questions and needs to ask the other party.
I saw that she was still running away, with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, and her indifferent voice was emotionless:
"Say, who are you?"
If it weren't for those crimson eyes that had returned to the sky-like azure blue, Charlotte would really act like the killing machine just now.
Of course, the terrified squire has lost sight of these details.
"Mercenaries...I am mercenaries...We are the free mercenaries of Boulder!"
He cried bitterly and said.
A free mercenary...
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
After meeting the Duke’s son Leno that day, she specifically asked Priest Lottie about mercenaries, knowing that in this world, free mercenaries are equivalent to adventurers and bounty hunters in fantasy novels in previous lives.
The difference is that the vast majority of free mercenaries are ordinary people who are forced to make a living, not superhumans.
Of course, to say that they are ordinary people is also ordinary in the sense of strength compared with extraordinary power. Most of the mercenaries are actually desperadoes with their heads tied to their belts.
They are willing to do anything as long as the bounty is attractive enough.
"Who sent you here? What is your mission?"
Charlotte asked again.
"I...I don't know who our employer is..."
"We just took the task on the mission board of the Rose Society, let us kidnap the eldest lady of the Castel family, and then hand it over to the person who came to respond..."
The attendant said tremblingly.
"Rose meeting?"
Charlotte raised her voice slightly.
"The Rose Society is the largest underground gang in Boulder. They often bridge mercenaries and employers, and get a commission from it..."
Underground gang...
Charlotte remembered the name Rose Society.
She looked at the dead "Old Servant" hunting ax on the ground again:
"Who gave him Yi Rong?"
"It is...is our employer..."
"Huh? Didn't you just say...you don't know who the employer is?"
Charlotte's voice suddenly became cold.
The squire is about to collapse:
"I...we really don't know..."
"He covered his face and deliberately changed his voice...We only know that he is a mage..."
"Oh, that's right! It was he who prepared the carriage for us, and he also prepared the crossbow and clothing for us!"
After hearing what the other party said, Charlotte thought deeply.
Whether it's being able to disguise the mercenary as an old servant of the Castel family, or forging the uniform of the Castel family, or knowing the itinerary of the Castel family to bring the master home, it all shows that the other party has a strong understanding of Cassel. The Tell family knows that well.
Not only that, but the fact that the other party can get contraband such as crossbows means that the other party either has a military background in the kingdom, or has contacts with the military.
The kingdom's military can only set foot in the New Moon Kingdom's direct vassal nobles and cronies of the direct vassal nobles.
In other words... the Duke of Bold, a direct vassal of the New Moon Kingdom.
But the problem came again.
Since you want to kidnap yourself, and there are so many free mercenaries, why does the employer find such a group of unprofessional people?
Besides, what's the point of kidnapping yourself?
At this moment, Charlotte smelled a conspiracy.
"Where is your pick-up location?"
"Outside the city... Outside the city... Our first stop is here. We have to change into the new carriage hidden in this courtyard in advance, and then leave Boulder City through the west gate..."
The attendant said tremblingly.
The response point is not here!
Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief.
Her real state is not good now. If the other party's meeting place is this courtyard, then she has to consider running away immediately.
"Tell me the specific location of your pick-up, and then get out."
Charlotte said indifferently.
The attendant was overjoyed.
He took out a piece of parchment from his arms without hesitation, and presented it with both hands:
"My... my lord... is the place marked on the map."
Charlotte took the map and browsed it.
"My lord...may I go?"
The attendant asked cautiously.
Charlotte glanced at him:
"get out!"
The servant is like pardon.
"Thank you... Thank you, sir! Antonio will never talk nonsense about what happened tonight! Antonio swears to the Almighty!"
After saying that, he stood up tremblingly, and stumbled towards the outside of the courtyard. His posture was very awkward, and his legs were obviously still weak.
However, just as he was about to leave the courtyard gate, he suddenly stopped, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and turned to another direction.
There...there are the nearest Holy King's Court Church and Demon Hunting House!
The attendant took a step forward and was about to run out of the courtyard, but the next moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest.
He lowered his head slowly, only to see half of the crossbow arrows leaking from his chest.
He widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and then slowly fell limp.
Behind him, the expressionless Charlotte slowly lowered the crossbow in his hand.
She didn't intend to let the other party go.
From the time the other party participated in the kidnapping and recognized her blood identity, she had already sentenced the other party to death.
Let the opponent run first, but she is weak and has no confidence to defeat the opponent.
Although she looks cute, she is not a virgin!
The last kidnapper who knew her secret died, and Charlotte also put away the hand crossbow.
This crossbow is really good. It’s pocket-sized, but it’s powerful, and it doesn’t require too much effort to use it at the same time.
She is ready to take it back and use it as a self-defense weapon in the future.
Mmmm...just enough to hide in a skirt!
Charlotte quickly had an idea.
However, just as Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly resounded behind her:
"Will a great existence like you use mortal weapons that even secular knights look down on, to deal with mortals like ants?"
who? !
Charlotte was taken aback.
She turned around and saw a fat black cat slowly coming out of the shadow under the moonlight.
A… talking black cat? !
Charlotte's heart was lifted instantly.
As a vampire, she couldn't perceive the existence of this black cat just now!
The black cat has a humanized solemnity on its face.
Under Charlotte’s vigilant eyes, it saluted gracefully with its front paws like a human nobleman, and then said hoarsely:
"Meow... first meeting..."
"My name is Nice, I am an elegant cat nobleman, and a devout believer in the God of Contract."
As he spoke, he raised his head, and his plump cat face was full of meaning:
"Say, should I call you Miss Charlotte, or Your Majesty from the Blood Race?"
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(end of this chapter)
