Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel

"How is she doing, meow?"

"She's awake now, Miss Lotti is feeding her lunch."

"How about the wound, meow?"

"We've done some simple treatment, as you know, in such a situation we dare not act rashly to heal her; only the captain has the absolute confidence."

"Kara? That guy is indeed okay, meow, it's just too bad he's too obsessed with chasing Blood Demons, even to the point of being somewhat pathological... meow."

"There's nothing we can do, the captain has always been like that... um, Lord Nisi, forgive my bluntness, can you stop adding 'meow' when you speak?"

"Meow... sorry, it's a habit, cough cough, how is her mental state?"

"She's still a bit bewildered, after all, she only went through that terrible ordeal last night, ah, she's only fourteen."

"She turned fifteen yesterday, it was her birthday."

"Damn! Such a poor child, I heard she's the only survivor left from the Castel Manor..."

"That's hard to say, there have never been offerings that survived the Blood Demon cases before."

"Didn't they say that the stupid Bloodline Deceit Demon drew the Sacrificial Array backwards?"

"It's not that simple. This incident has already alarmed the higher-ups, the Great Priest and the Duke are both quite furious, and the Judgement Court is also ready to intervene."

"Damn it! Those lunatics at the Judgement Court just want to reach into our Demon Hunting Institute!"

"..."

The audible conversation came from outside the door, one voice raspy and natural, the other young and respectful.

Although the door was tightly closed and the speakers were intentionally lowering their voices, Charlotte, who was lying on a hospital bed, could still hear everything clearly.

Since last night's Sacrificial Ritual, her hearing seemed to have undergone a certain transformation, the sharpness of which had far surpassed that of ordinary humans.

"So... you also don't know what happened?"

The gentle and fluid voice of inquiry sounded in front of her.

The speaker was a beautiful and dignified woman.

She wore a white robe, her brown hair tied up on one side, holding a bowl full of thick porridge in one hand and stirring with a spoon in the other, her voice slow and gentle, her entire being seemingly radiating a calming maternal glow.

Priest Lotti.

This was Charlotte's name for her from the words of the Demon Hunting Knights.

At the same time, she was the physician who had been by her side ever since she was transferred from the basement of Castel Manor to the Church Hospital last night.

Facing Lotti's concerned and gentle gaze, Charlotte perked up her spirit.

As the ultimate beneficiary of the evil ceremony, she certainly knew what had happened last night.

But these were things she definitely couldn't say.

"I... I don't know..."

"My grandmother suddenly turned into a monster... suddenly became a monster..."

"Wuu wuu wuu..."

Charlotte slightly lowered her head, her delicate little face displaying loneliness and confusion, her eyes reddening as if she were a frightened little kitten.

Seeing the pitiful state of the young girl, Lotti's heart almost melted.

She sighed, almost overflowing with compassion, and a subtle anger flickered in her eyes as she said harshly:

"These damn Bloodline Deceit Demons!"

Bloodline... Deceit Demons?

This stirred something in Charlotte's heart.

She appropriately exhibited confusion and ignorance:

"Blood Demons?"

Lotti's expression softened, explaining patiently:

"You can think of them as an extremely evil existence."

"They fear light and holiness, crave fresh blood, and live by blood sucking, evil, mad, and vicious..."

"The monster that was going to offer you for a Blood Sacrifice last night, was a Bloodline Deceit Demon."

Craving fresh blood?

Isn't that a Vampire?

It was hard for Charlotte not to link the description to some Western legends of her previous life.

"Alright, don't think too much, have some porridge."

Noticing the girl falling silent, Lotti sighed softly.

She scooped the thick porridge, gently blew on it, and then slowly brought it to Charlotte's face:

"This is milk porridge, the hospital meal of the Church Hospital, made from crushed oats, boiled, with added milk, egg, and broth—it's very helpful for the recovery of your injuries."

Lotti's movements were gentle, her voice warm.

She seemed to enjoy imparting all sorts of knowledge to the girl, and whenever the girl appeared clueless about something, she would explain it with patience.

Watching Lotti spoon feed her the milky porridge, Charlotte obediently opened her mouth and swallowed it down.

Now, with her limbs swathed in bandages and gauze like a wrapped dumpling, she felt no psychological pressure about being fed.

However, more than the delicious milky porridge, Charlotte felt that the pleasing scent emanating from the beautiful priestess before her was even more alluring.

It wasn't the usual fragrant smell but more like the enticing aroma a starving person would perceive when faced with delectable food.

Especially when the other party was only a step away.

That tempting aroma even gave Charlotte the primal urge to pounce on her, to bite through her skin and suck her blood!

Absurd!

Why would she want to suck blood!

Charlotte was confused and doubtful.

Clearly, although she had escaped disaster last night, her body had undergone some unknown, mysterious change.

And this feeling made it hard not to associate it with what the other had just mentioned.

A craving for blood...

Could it be... that by sacrificing the old witch in the ritual and devouring her power, she had turned into a Bloodline Deceit Demon?!

"Do not fear, you are within the Church inside the Holy Royal Court, the most sacred place in Bold City, those Bloodline Deceit Demons wouldn't dare to enter."

"Here... you are safe."

Looking at the girl's pale complexion and her uncertain expression, Lotti showed pity and gently caressed her small head.

Charlotte: ...

Wait a second...

If everything was as she guessed, wouldn't the Church Hospital be not only unsafe for her but also very dangerous!

After realizing this, Charlotte suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, and everything in the hospital room seemed to become incompatible with her.

Fortunately, in the eyes of the Demon Hunting Knights, she was just an unlucky little wretch.

They seemed unaware of the changes in the girl's body, and Charlotte hoped that these Demon Hunting Knights would never notice the changes in her body...

Charlotte shrank slightly, but inadvertently tugged at her wound, letting out a hiss of pain.

Lotti's gaze grew even more compassionate.

She tenderly and carefully pinched the corner of the blanket, her expression apologetic:

"It hurts a lot, doesn't it?"

"I'm sorry... You've been through a Blood Demon ritual, I dare not rashly apply Holy Healing to you."

"But rest assured, Captain Kara is the strongest Demon Hunting Knight at the Bold branch, having reached the peak of the Silver Moon Second Tier at a young age, her Holy Healing Technique is quite exquisite..."

"When she returns, she will check you carefully, eradicate the Dark Erosion Infection, and heal the injury."

"Don't worry, at most in a week, you will be able to recover and be discharged, no infection or scars will be left."

Charlotte: ...

She felt depressed.

The various changes in her body made her feel that she wouldn't withstand a thorough examination.

She didn't know what kind of chemical reaction the so-called "Holy Healing Technique" would have when faced with a Bloodline Deceit Demon...

Especially considering that the person in question was the "strongest" Demon Hunting Knight!

Religion often came with fanaticism, not to mention that her current designation was likely to be "evil."

And the fate of "evil"...

Charlotte dared not gamble.

She needed to save herself.

To stop the physical examination.

To find a way to escape from here.

And... to do it without arousing suspicion.

Escaping was difficult.

Stopping the physical examination was equally so.

Thus, the only thing she could do was find a way to conceal her body's changes.

For that, she first had to understand what the so-called "physical examination" entailed.

"Physical... physical examination?"

Charlotte widened her beautiful blue eyes and slightly tilted her head, perfectly feigning a look of bewilderment.

From their brief time together, she had discovered that as long as she put on such a naive and silly expression, the priestess would patiently begin to explain.

She needed this explanation, to gather more information from the other's words.

Sure enough, Lotti smiled and said:

"The so-called physical examination is actually a Divine Skill Ritual."

"The examination is performed by the power of the gods, it is free of side effects, and it won't invade your privacy."

"Of course, to understand more about this Blood Demon case, the Church might ask you for some details about last night..."