Chapter 49 49 The Thorny Rose Being Framed

Chapter 49 -49- The Thorn Rose Being Framed

After leaving the side hall and changing into a spare dress with the help of the maid, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the high priest was kind, benevolent, and friendly, for some reason, Charlotte always felt uneasy when she was with him.

This was completely different from the feeling when she was with the old priest Raoul. Charlotte had been with Raoul a lot when she was in the church hospital, but she didn't have this feeling at all.

It might be because the high priest was a high-level priest, which made her, a little vampire, feel guilty; or it might be that the other party's invitation to drink milk made her subconsciously think of the crazy old woman in her family, and she had a bit of PTSD.

In short, after leaving the side hall, Charlotte felt a lot more relaxed, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

The next banquet was meaningless. After tasting all kinds of delicacies, the girl was full, and she didn't enter the dance in the second half of the banquet because she was unwell.

In fact, even if Charlotte entered, with the declaration in the first half, no young noble would dare to invite her to dance in order to avoid misunderstandings from the church.

If anyone dared to invite her, it would probably be the Duke himself and the high priest.

But the old Duke was already very old, and he probably couldn't let go of his dignity, and the high priest also went to rest.

Sebastian looked at the distance eagerly, and it was obvious that he wanted to do something, but after some hesitation, he finally became a little transparent in the corner.

Charlotte was very satisfied. This guy was still very sensible. Now no one dared to approach her. If he, the president of the Rose Society, came rashly, it was obvious that there was something wrong.

No one invited her, so Charlotte was happy and comfortable, and ran to the viewing platform outside to blow the wind alone.

Anyway, she had never danced ballroom dancing, even in her original memory, she didn't learn much due to her age and the restrictions of going out.

But the black cat Nice, I don't know when he came again.

And his attitude was surprisingly enthusiastic, as if he had turned into a cat, fetching milk and fruit for the girl.

"Aren't you chatting and bragging with Dean Raoul and the others? Why are you coming to me again?"

The girl looked at Nice strangely.

"Meow! Look at what you are saying? You are my current master. After I finish my work with the church, of course I have to come to you."

The black cat Nice said righteously.

Charlotte nodded slightly, her eyes gliding through the crowd:

"Where are Dean Raoul and the others?"

"They have left. The church hospital has come back for work, and Kara has gone with them."

Nice said.

"Captain Kara? What happened again?"

Thinking of the identity of the female knight Kara, Charlotte's heart moved.

"Yes, it's been less than two weeks since it was quiet, and there is another blood demon case."

Nice sighed.

"Blood demon case? Where?"

The high-heeled glass that Charlotte held up stopped in mid-air.

"It was a family in the outer city, and a declining noble family. The details are not clear, but it is said that almost all of them were wiped out, and the three daughters were missing. Only one servant survived and is being rescued in the church hospital."

Nice said solemnly.

"All wiped out, missing..."

Charlotte's eyes froze slightly.

She waited for Nice to continue, but found that he didn't continue, but looked at her with a look that seemed to be hesitant.

Charlotte was a little strange, but soon came to her senses, and her face darkened:

"You don't want to ask me if this has anything to do with me, right?"

"Ahem...how could it be! You have a grudge against the Blood Demon Cult! It's just..."

Nice hesitated a little.

Charlotte's face turned cold:

"If you have something to say, say it quickly."

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Nice said:

"There is your holy emblem at the scene... "

Holy emblem?

Charlotte was slightly stunned.

But she soon reacted:

"Thorny rose?"

Nice nodded.

Charlotte frowned.

She knew that Nice and Sebastian both regarded her as the resurrected evil god, and also regarded the thorn rose as her symbol.

Although it was just a pattern on the carved furniture she copied casually, combined with the personal information in the "Blood Holy Book", the symbol of the thorn rose has indeed established a mysterious connection with her and become her symbol.

Charlotte even suspected that if she really became a god one day in the future, it is possible that this pattern could become a real holy emblem!

And now, this symbol appeared at the scene of a blood demon case, which is somewhat intriguing.

"Is it a sacrificial array?"

The girl asked.

"No, no, this time is different from the one at Castel Manor. It is very similar to other blood demon cases in the past six months. They all killed other people and their underage daughters disappeared..."

"The church has always suspected that the Blood Demon Cult has not given up and plans to continue to summon the Flame Demon."

"It's just that the pattern left at the end of this blood demon case was changed from the Blood Demon Cult's symbol to... thorn rose."

Nice said.

After saying that, it hesitated for a moment and looked at the girl:

"Miss Charlotte, you said... Could it be that the Blood Demon Cult has also discovered your revival, so they are deliberately testing you?"

Discovered my revival?

No, it's really just a furniture pattern...

However, even Sebastian and Nice regarded me as an evil god. Perhaps the Blood Demon Cult also believed that a resurrected evil god related to the blood race appeared in Bolde, so they took action...

Thinking of this, Charlotte's expression gradually became solemn.

The Blood Demon Cult was probably coming for her.

Or, it was coming for the existence symbolized by the thorn rose.

However, she didn't know what the other party's purpose was.

But no matter what, considering the strange connection between the thorn rose symbol and herself, Charlotte had a feeling that she couldn't ignore this matter.

Did the incident happen in the outer city...

Charlotte thought for a while and thought of a good candidate to investigate this matter.

"I know, I will send someone to investigate this matter."

The girl nodded and said lightly.

Nice was a little confused:

"Send someone to investigate? Do you have other people in the outer city?"

But soon, it realized something and jumped up almost instantly:

"Wait! Are you going to let Sebas investigate?!"

"Great Miss Charlotte! Sebas is the most notorious gangster boss in Boulder! He has a lot of secrets!"

"This guy... not only betrayed Luna Island, but it is said that he also offended some big forces in the dark! He is full of troubles!"

"Not to mention, it was him who hung you on the cross..."

Charlotte glanced at Nice coldly, and it stopped talking without saying the second half of the sentence.

The girl took a sip of milk and said lightly:

"Everyone has secrets, he has, I have too."

She then looked at Nice again, her eyes meaningful:

"Don't you have any?"

"Me?"

Nice was stunned, and then his eyes wandered and looked away:

"Meow! Look at what you said! What secrets can I have! I'm just a little cat who can talk and has some small skills! Meow meow meow~!"

"Oh? Small skills, do you mean the contract magic and dark summoning magic?"

Charlotte glanced at it.

Nice felt guilty instantly.

"Tell me, as a 'big man' in the church, how did you know Sebastian? How long have you known each other?"

The girl smiled and glanced at the black cat.

But looking at the girl's brilliant smile, Nice's scalp suddenly tingled:

"Ahem... probably... a long time? The earliest... um... should be at a banquet, right?"

The poor black cat didn't realize that he was originally planning to test the girl's background, asking her about the blood demon case, and also asking how the girl knew Sebastian.

As a result, he turned into being "interrogated" in a few words.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

Looking at the hesitant black cat, Charlotte stopped asking.

She tapped the goblet lightly and said meaningfully:

"In the future, when you want to say it, you can say it."

"Okay, I'm a little tired, you can go somewhere else to find other beautiful sisters to get close to."

After that, the girl ordered him to leave.

Nice:...

Its expression gradually became awkward.

But looking at the girl's indifferent expression, it soon realized something, and then became a little entangled.

Nice understood what Charlotte meant.

When will it be able to speak openly about its own affairs, and when will the girl truly accept it, rather than just treating it as a servant who was forced to sign a contract.

Nice hesitated.

After struggling for a moment, it sighed and bowed respectfully to Charlotte:

"Great Master Charlotte, as you said, everyone has their own secrets, and Nice also has Nice's difficulties."

"However, since I have signed a contract with you, Nice will naturally not betray you."

"Then... Nice will take my leave first."

Looking at the figure of the black cat leaving, Charlotte sighed slightly.

There seemed to be more secrets in Nice than she thought.

It seems that there is still a long way to go to completely conquer this guy.

...

The birthday party of the Duke's family lasted until late at night.

After the banquet, the Duke's Mansion tried to retain the guests and had prepared guest rooms for accommodation.

However, after so many things happened, Charlotte didn't want to stay in the Duke's Mansion.

She declined the invitation and chose to return to Castel Manor.

After seeing his master, the old servant Quasimodo hesitated to speak, as if he had a lot to ask.

Charlotte's heart moved, guessing that it was probably related to her declaration at the banquet.

Presumably, by this time, the news should have spread in the Duke's Mansion.

However, in the end, the old servant still did not ask, but drove the carriage with full responsibility.

Late at night, the prosperous and lively Boulder City became extremely quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the day.

The carriage drove in the dark, heading towards the western city.

The black cat Nice lay in the corner of the carriage and snored, smacking his lips from time to time, and laughed hehe, as if he had a good dream.

Charlotte leaned against the window, admiring the moonlight outside the window.

She felt a little thirsty, maybe because of the power added by the night, her blood addiction was about to come back.

However, at this moment, the carriage suddenly slowed down, and Quasimodo in front suddenly knocked on the window.

"What's wrong?"

Charlotte's heart moved slightly.

"Master..."

Quasimodo, who was driving, looked serious, leaned back slightly, and whispered through the window:

"There is a carriage following us behind us."

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