Chapter 34 34 Kneel Down!

Chapter 34 -34- Kneel down!

"Devil of Castells! Die!"

The servant with a ferocious face held up a dagger that shone with cold light and stabbed Charlotte in the chest.

This scene happened so unexpectedly that everyone was stunned.

"Master, be careful!"

Quasimodo reacted quickly, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed forward desperately.

However, he was too far away from Charlotte.

The servant's eyes were red, veins popped out on his forehead, and his pupils were filled with hatred.

He stepped forward and rushed in front of Charlotte in an instant.

He could clearly see the undetectable pores under the girl's delicate skin, and the tiny fuzz on the girl's beautiful pink and white face.

He could smell the faint, lavender-like fragrance emanating from the girl, and felt the warm breath that was right in front of him as she breathed and inhaled.

He almost saw his dagger piercing the girl's chest.

He seemed to see blood splattering everywhere and the girl falling in fear and despair.

He smiled.

Smiled wantonly.

In that ferocious smile was the pleasure of revenge and the madness of losing his mind.

But the next second, his smile froze.

The dagger in his hand was less than three centimeters away from Charlotte's chest.

However, these three centimeters have become a natural chasm.

A long and slender arm was gently raised, stopping the dagger in his hand.

The arm was so delicate, so small, and looked so fragile that it seemed like it would be broken if someone wasn't careful.

But such a slender arm and such a smooth and delicate palm kept the dagger in place forever.

Those were Charlotte's hands.

She even held out two fingers.

The servant's eyes widened instantly.

It was obviously just two fingers holding the murder weapon, but he felt as if he had inserted himself into an indestructible rock that could no longer be shaken.

It can't be inserted in or pulled out.

He looked away from the girl's gently rising and falling chest, and slowly raised his gaze. What he saw was a calm and beautiful face, and a pair of extremely deep blue eyes.

No panic, no fear, no surprise.

Some have only calmness and maturity that are incompatible with that childish and cute appearance.

"My dear Quasimodo, your search does not seem to be satisfactory."

Charlotte chuckled, and the smile that was as bright and charming as a flower blooming at that moment seemed to have never paid attention to the assassinating servant.

She waved her hand lightly, and the servant felt an overwhelming force coming from her palm.

The dagger he clenched tightly tore it out of the tiger's mouth and flew out like a sharp arrow from the string. It pierced the wooden door of the distant hall, shook a few times and was nailed to it.

The servant was knocked to the ground by the aftermath of the huge force, and stumbled directly. There was only a frightened voice in his mind that kept roaring:

Extraordinary one!

She is extraordinary!

She is a noble who has awakened the power of blood!

His expression changed suddenly, from shock to fear to anger... and finally turned into desperate madness.

He raised his head, stared at the standing girl with fierce eyes, let out a hoarse roar, and tried to charge towards her again.

Seeing the servant rushing up, Charlotte's beautiful blue eyes had a hint of brilliance, and the majestic technique that switched to a threatening posture was instantly released.

Her eyes became cold and indifferent in an instant, and she blurted out a clear, ethereal, yet majestic shout:

"Kneel down!"

With a bang, the servant who tried to attack again felt like a thunder that shook the earth in his soul. The figure of the girl in front of him seemed to rise infinitely in an instant, as if he had transformed into a high king and an immortal god.

The majestic scolding kept echoing in his mind, as if carrying some irresistible force, instantly defeating the courage he had finally mustered up and his heart as fragile as parchment...

Unprecedented fear and awe instantly filled the brain, and the servant's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had suffered a huge mental shock and was in a daze.

He staggered, and his legs lost strength almost uncontrollably. He knelt down with a thud, and then lost all strength. He never had the courage to stand up again...

"Plop..."

"Plop..."

Not far away, Quasimodo, who was still a mortal, and other newcomers who had not had time to react also had their legs trembling, and almost subconsciously fell to their knees...

Even Ness, the black cat on the steps, felt weak and unconsciously knelt down under the scolding that seemed to go beyond the conventional majesty.

Oh no!

Master Cat, why should I kneel down? !

It quickly reacted and quickly got up. However, after seeing a large number of servants kneeling in the hall and the only girl standing, it felt an indescribable pressure inexplicably. The tail lay back...

Charlotte's eyes slowly swept across the audience, and she frowned slightly:

"Why are you kneeling here?"

"Everyone get up!"

The dozen newcomers hesitated for a moment and all looked at Quasimodo.

Quasimodo looked directly at the girl who, although still young in appearance, seemed to have the majesty and momentum of a real noble family head, with extremely burning eyes.

His expression was sometimes happy, sometimes sad, sometimes pleased, sometimes guilty...

But soon, the old servant regained his composure and stood up tremblingly.

The remaining servants followed suit, stood up one after another, and subconsciously moved away from the assassin.

"What are you still standing there for? Take down the assassin! If the great master is injured! Can you afford it?!"

A hoarse and whistling voice came over, and the black cat Nice jumped up and down, pointing at the assassin who was still trembling under the power of majesty, and said excitedly.

There was a feeling of a fox pretending to be a tiger.

A talking cat? !

Some newcomers who had not come into contact with extraordinary creatures were obviously frightened.

Of course, no one listened to the orders of a cat, but subconsciously looked at Charlotte and Quasimodo.

This made Nice, who was in an excited state, gradually feel a sense of inexplicable embarrassment, and almost began to find a corner to scratch the map.

Charlotte glanced at it, suppressed the smile that almost rose up, and then ordered Quasimodo:

"Lock him in the dungeon."

Quasimodo bowed his head respectfully, and called the remaining newcomers to rush forward and take the assassin who had completely lost the power of resistance.

In the noble manor, almost every household has a dungeon, and Castel Manor is no exception.

It is the darkest and most terrifying place in a family.

…

After a busy time, it was already night.

Quasimodo, who looked tired, came to the study and knelt down in front of Charlotte who was sitting behind the desk again:

"Master... Quasimodo is incompetent and did not find the assassin hidden among the servants..."

"I will clear them all out and reselect..."

Charlotte put down the parchment scroll in her hand that recorded the assets of the Castel family in Boulder City, gently rubbed her swollen temples, and then knocked on the table in front of her.

The black cat sitting on the table understood immediately, and quickly picked up the kettle full of milk, raised its tail, and skillfully refilled the girl's empty goblet.

"Get up, you are not young anymore, and your knees are not very good, don't kneel all the time."

She took a sip of milk and said gently, with a pure and flawless smile on her beautiful face, which was completely different from the queen-like momentum in the hall in the afternoon.

Hearing the concern in the girl's words, the old servant's expression suddenly surged with infinite gratitude, and tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

"Yes, master."

He bowed respectfully, his voice choked, and then stood up tremblingly.

"There is no need to clear all of them, just let Nice check them again later."

Charlotte took a sip of milk and added.

I have to say that the milk in this world is really delicious, sweet and delicious.

Charlotte didn't know whether it was because this body liked to drink milk or she liked the taste after traveling through time. Anyway, she felt tired if she didn't drink it for a day.

After hearing the girl's words, the black cat's ears stood up almost instantly.

It cleared its throat, raised its head proudly, and looked confident.

Quasimodo glanced at the black cat and bowed his head respectfully:

"I will follow your orders."

"Have you found out his background?"

Charlotte asked again.

Quasimodo was silent for a moment and sighed:

"I have found out."

"Who sent him? Who bewitched him?"

Charlotte raised her voice.

This time, her expression was much more serious and solemn.

She was really curious.

This was a hijacking, a frame-up, and an assassination... Who did she offend? Whose interests were affected?

Although it was not a big deal every time, it was really disgusting to have flies flying around every other day, and you might get caught by accident one day.

She wanted to know who her enemy was, and who was the source of the hidden malice behind her!

Quasimodo hesitated and did not answer immediately.

Charlotte was a little surprised.

She looked at the old servant and quickly caught the hesitation on his face.

"Go ahead, there's nothing you can't say."

Charlotte said.

Quasimodo sighed and replied:

"Master, he... he volunteered."

"Voluntary?"

Charlotte was stunned.

She frowned:

"What's going on?"

Looking at the puzzled expression of the girl, Quasimodo sighed:

"Master, do you... remember the disaster of the Balrog ten years ago?"

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