Chapter 413 Albrecht with Weak Legs

True Ancestor!

She is the True Ancestor!

The young Earl of Castel is the True Patriarch of Blood!

Albrecht's expression was horrified, but a monstrous wave was set off in his heart.

He jumped to the side almost subconsciously, and quickly moved away from the girl who just wanted to communicate deeply like an electric shock. The magic power in his whole body was agitated, and he had an urge to run away immediately.

But Charlotte's melodious voice that day rang in his ears like the whisper of a devil...

"Your Excellency Albrecht, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

Charlotte's voice was still crisp and melodious.

She smiled and looked at Albrecht with a pure and peaceful expression, like a romantic angel.

But Albrecht felt even worse.

At this moment, he has realized the identity of the other party. In his eyes, the girl is not a pure "angel", she is clearly a "devil" wearing an "angel" coat!

he he he...

He must have recognized his identity long ago!

Albrecht was terrified and wanted to flee immediately.

However, in the innocent smile of the other party, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and even the operation of the magic power seemed to be incoherent.

That was scary...

Albrecht's face turned green when he thought of how he had struck up a conversation with the other party just now and the various grievances he had expressed towards the True Ancestor during the chat.

hell!

He, he, he... What did he just say in front of the True Ancestor!

Recalling his strike-up and conversation just now, Albrecht only felt like a clown stripped naked, wishing he could just find a crack in the void and get into it, and then directly seal it forever!

"No...no...cough, Ka...Master Earl Castel, I'm fine, very fine..."

Albrecht swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forced a stiff smile, and said tremblingly.

He is not stupid.

Since His Majesty the True Ancestor didn't reveal his identity, even if he was already aware of the other party's identity, he didn't dare to show it directly.

However, he believes that the other party must already know that he is aware of his identity.

The words just now were probably a warning to him.

Warn him not to try to sneak away.

must……

It must be my own complaint just now, which made the other party remember something in his heart!

Albrecht felt bitter in his heart, and thought to himself to take the pills.

The True Ancestor in his memory is not a magnanimous god, but a ruthless god who cares about every detail, will take revenge, and anyone who offends him, even a god, will receive the most severe revenge!

Not to mention that he has been forcibly contracted into a blood servant and offended him in such a face-to-face!

Albrecht really wanted to travel back to the time before he left the new moon immediately, and give his past self a few big mouths.

Running is not running, why did you go to the Principality of Roman?

Don't you know that the Principality of Romans is next to the Castelland controlled by the True Ancestor? !

He also proudly said that the True Ancestor would definitely not come here, so he just hit him right in front of him!

Still flirting...

Also complaining behind my back, complaining...

I am really crazy, I have forgotten how to act steadily, this is simply blaspheming the gods face to face, and still speaking ill of God in front of the gods, it is simply courting death!

At this moment, Albrecht's intestines were full of regret.

"Really? I thought you were a little nervous when you heard about my identity from Mr. Ulster. If not, it's really great. It's actually quite pleasant to chat with you."

After listening to Albrecht's words, Charlotte smiled authentically.

As she spoke, she picked up a glass of juice from the tray in the hands of the waiter who passed by after seeing a few people chatting, took a sip gracefully, and showed a sweet smile:

"If you can, you don't have to take His Excellency Yurst's words to heart. After all, I am not an earl talking to you now, but a girl who wants to listen to stories and find some fun."

Charlotte's movements are elegant and dignified, and her smile is romantic and sweet.

The light from the crystal chandelier in the banquet hall shone on her body, making her look like a cute little angel, with a sweet and bright smile like a melting spring.

But Albrecht couldn't be cute anymore.

All he had left was horror.

The more the other party laughed, the more frightened he was.

Just a girl who wants to hear a story?

This... what does this mean?

Is this a reminder not to reveal his identity?

And... looking for some fun?

Is this a threat?

Is it a warning?

Do you want to treat him as your own pleasure?

Albrecht's brain couldn't turn around.

However, he, who has always been stable, knows that when this time comes, he should try his best to be well-behaved, listen to the boss, flatter the boss, and say what the boss wants...

Taking a deep breath, Albrecht also struggled to smile.

He imitated Charlotte, picked up a glass of fruit wine from the waiter's tray, and brought it to his mouth:

"Look...see what you said, I...I'm not nervous, not nervous at all, um...at most a little..."

"The communication with you just now, I... I am also very happy, ahahahahahaha..."

Albrecht smiled stiffly.

He brought the wine glass to his mouth, but he didn't drink much fruit wine into his mouth for a long time.

It wasn't that he didn't want to drink, it was because his hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't control it at all, and the fruit wine in the glass was spilled all over the floor.

No, not to mention shaking hands, from the moment he recognized the other party's identity, his legs were weakening.

If someone pushed him from the side now, Albrecht doubted whether he could stand still.

He really wanted to stand still and control the shaking of his hands.

But I couldn't control the trembling of my body.

When he thought of the true identity of the innocent and romantic little girl in front of him, and what he had done to her just now, he felt his scalp tingling and his heart bitter...

On the other side, following Charlotte's many conversations with him, the Earl of Blood, Urst, finally looked squarely at the young "young nobleman" beside the girl.

Albrecht?

Hearing Charlotte address someone, Yurst frowned slightly.

The name Albrecht is not uncommon, it is a common name in Unet culture.

Urst, however, doesn't like the name very much.

Because the name would always remind him of a legendary bloodborn of a dark clan.

Because of historical reasons and personal experience, Urst dislikes Shedete blood very much.

No, or to be more precise, a traditional blood descendant of the Ness clan like him has always despised and hated the lunatics of the Gorefiend Cult.

Even... the "Albrecht" he knew was a high-ranking member of Shedite, the dark apostle of the Gorefiend Cult.

Awe is awe, but hate is also really hate.

Yurst subconsciously looked at the other party, and looked at the "Albrecht" in front of him.

Handsome is handsome, with a kind face, as if he has seen it somewhere.

Huh?

strangeness……

Where the hell did he see it?

Yurst frowned slightly.

It's just that he has met too many people in his long life, and for a while, he really couldn't remember where he had crossed paths with each other.

However, it shouldn't be a very important person.

Because the opponent's momentum is too weak.

Just standing next to the young Earl of Castel, this nobleman named "Albrecht" was obviously a little nervous, even his legs were shaking like a thunder rat, and his face was paler than that of the blood race. It's like blood.

Is this... frightened by His Excellency Castel's identity?

Yurst's heart moved slightly.

When he came to look for Earl Castel, he heard that he was called out by a young nobleman.

When he came to the viewing platform and saw the young nobleman, he knew that someone was attracted by His Excellency Castel's appearance and wanted to strike up a conversation.

Yurst didn't care too much. After all, Your Excellency Castel is the representative of the true ancestor. These hypocritical and humble human nobles may not be able to catch her eyes.

However, the aristocrat named "Albrecht" even surpassed his cognition of the idiot nobles among human beings.

The other party obviously didn't know the identity of His Excellency Castel when they struck up a conversation.

Now that I know my identity, I'm so nervous, my hands are shaking when I pick up the wine glass, I don't know, I thought it was a mouse seeing a cat.

It's just impossible to see, it's embarrassing.

Yurst shook his head secretly, looking at Albrecht with some contempt and contempt.

Dare to strike up a conversation on this occasion, but after knowing the identity of His Excellency Castel, he was directly suppressed, and he was so nervous and lost his composure. I am afraid that there are only some people in the human world who lack education, can't get on the stage, and are used to bullying the weak and fearing the hard The little aristocrats are gone.

As a blood noble of Luoxing, he looked down on this kind of person even more than Shedete's blood.

Unlike Jurst, Albrecht recognized his identity.

However, Albrecht couldn't understand why the Blood Earl of the Ness clan appeared here, and why he had an intersection with the ancestor.

Frightened and frightened, Albrecht's brain was running fast, from the Ness clan having been infiltrated by the ancestors to the Ness blood descendants having surrendered collectively...

However, when he noticed Ulster's almost equal communication tone with Charlotte, he quickly reacted.

Um?

Not quite right...

This little thing from the Nice clan doesn't seem to be aware of the identity of the true ancestor!

He... seems to just regard him as the Earl of Castel!

This discovery made Albrecht's mood suddenly subtle, and he looked at Jurst with some inexplicable eyes.

However, when he noticed Yurst's inadvertent contemptuous gaze, he suddenly felt a block in his heart.

This guy... must regard him as those idiot nobles who are suppressed by the status of the upper nobles!

Facing Jurst's contemptuous gaze, Albrecht was very upset, but because of his hidden identity, he couldn't attack it.

However, Yurst on the other side became interested when he saw his "unconvinced" appearance.

I don't know why, looking at the other person's expression, he felt inexplicably unhappy, as if the blood of Ness met the blood of Shedete, and there was a natural incompatibility.

He chuckled lightly, and said condescendingly:

"Albrecht? This name reminds me of an anecdote some time ago."

"I heard that the third dark apostle of the Gorefiend Cult wanted to hold a sacrifice in Lutetia, but in the end he exposed his identity directly and was beaten by four legends... almost directly confessed there."

"It's really ridiculous. It's stupid and arrogant to dare to do things in a place like Lutetia."

"Oh, by the way, that Gorefiend... seems to be called Albrecht as well."

"It's also interesting. It's a name with a good meaning, but the guys who come up with this name are often either idiots or lunatics... It's a pity."

Yurst sighed.

After listening to Ulster's words, the corners of Charlotte's eyes twitched wildly.

This is quite an offensive statement.

After all, very few people in the Fallen Star Kingdom named Albrecht, and there was a high probability that they would be named by the Crescent Moon people.

And the New Moon people hate the Blood Demon Sect the most.

For the people of the new moon, such a description can be regarded as a great contempt and insult.

Obviously, Jurst should have regarded Albrecht as a nobleman of the new moon. He was dissatisfied with his attitude just now and deliberately humiliated him.

However, I am afraid that Jurst would never have imagined that the "Albrecht" in front of him is actually the true owner of the anecdote in his mouth.

Thinking of this, Charlotte's smile became brighter.

She looked at Urst, who was arrogant and self-respecting, and Albrecht, who was gloomy, and felt even more amused.

Noticing Albrecht's gloomy gaze, Julst also seemed to feel that the heat was almost ready.

He accepted it as soon as he saw it, made a sudden gesture, and hurriedly greeted Albrecht slightly, and said with an apologetic smile:

"Oh, I'm sorry...I'm not saying that your Excellency is the same, I just just remembered the anecdote earlier, how could you be such a stupid and evil lunatic like the Gorefiend Cultists?"

"Hmm... I don't know which family you come from?"

Albrecht: ...

Looking at Yurst's look of being beaten up, he felt that his anger was about to be uncontrollable!

You say that the True Ancestor targeted him, and he will admit it.

After all, it was the ancestor of the blood race, the source of all blood races, a terrifying existence that he could not resist...

But a little blood earl of the Ness clan dared to arrange him behind his back? !

He almost wondered if the other party did it on purpose!

True Ancestor on top!

Is this how the old man looked at him just now?

Albrecht was in mixed emotions, ashamed and angry.

He took a deep look at Yurst with a dangerous expression on his face.

However, when Charlotte's faint gaze swept over, his anger was instantly extinguished as if cold water had been poured on it...

calm.

Must be calm.

This terrifying old ancestor is still by his side, so he must calm down!

Albrecht tried to calm himself down as best he could.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed his anger, then smiled and announced a family name:

"I'm from the Mullins family, you can call me Albrecht de Mullins."

This is not a family name he casually reported, but a factual family name.

Albrecht knew that there was a banquet tonight in the Roman Palace, and he had learned about it from an invited nobleman of the Mullins family.

Of course, that little noble has disappeared.

What Albrecht originally planned to replace was the other party's identity.

"It turned out to be the Mullins family of the Violet Principality. However, I remember that the Mullins family has fallen, right? It seems that there is only one viscount left, and... the Viscount Mullins should be relatively old, probably not Your Excellency .”

"Your Excellency, it should be just an ordinary family member?"

With that said, Yurst shook his head, not hiding his contempt at all:

"I don't know what the royal family thinks, even cats and dogs who don't know where they came from can participate in this kind of banquet."

Albrecht: ...

Yurst wanted to sarcastically, when suddenly a waiter ran over and whispered something in his ear.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded to the waiter:

"I see, this is the past."

After finishing speaking, he no longer paid attention to Albrecht, but smiled at Charlotte:

"Miss Castel, Prince Henry is going to summon the nobles from Falling Star, and I'm going to have a look. Do you want to go with me?"

Charlotte glanced at Albrecht at the side, and said with a smile:

"I still want to chat with this Excellency for a while, you go first, I will be there later."

Yurst raised his eyebrows, and looked at the two of them in surprise.

He didn't force it, but nodded and turned to leave.

However, before leaving, he glanced at Albrecht, leaned closer to Charlotte, and whispered familiarly:

"Your Excellency Castel, this kind of small character who can't make it to the stage is close to you, and you can see that he has no good intentions. Although I know you must be clear, I think I still have to tell you."

"He's not from the same world as us, and it's not good for us to communicate too much with this kind of guy."

Albrecht: ...