Gospel of Blood

Chapter 261: Do Your Job Well

“Your Excellency the True Ancestor, are you planning to intervene in the Castell rebellion personally?”

“It’s just a rebellion among the local nobles, which often happens when human lords change their titles. It doesn’t seem worth your esteemed intervention…”

Yurst said respectfully.

After speaking, he carefully lifted his head, awaiting Charlotte’s response.

Though he’d been cooped up in the castle recently, as one of the executors of the Returning Star Plan, he was well aware of everything happening in the Castell territory.

Honestly, he was uncertain of the Progenitor’s intentions and unclear about her current attitude towards the countless bloodbornes in Myria. If it were revenge against the bloodbornes, despite his months of anxiety and psychological preparation, she hadn’t come for him or taken any apparent action.

However, he couldn’t quite believe that she wouldn’t pursue the various blood clans for their betrayal. This was a sensitive matter he didn’t dare inquire about directly. After much consideration, he cautiously tested the waters with his question.

God’s action was never without meaning; every divine decree carries deep significance. Yurst believed that understanding the Progenitor’s interest in Castell could reveal her true stance.

He needed to know the True Ancestor’s attitude. This wasn’t just for his safety but for the Nez Clan as well.

As Charlotte met Yurst’s probing, somewhat evasive gaze, she gave him a fleeting look, instantly triggering the bloodline’s pressure.

At that moment, Yurst felt an overwhelming power from all directions, like the majestic might of the heavens.

He felt like a small boat in a storm, seemingly about to be torn apart by the unstoppable force at any moment.

“Your Excellency the True Ancestor…”

Feeling the terrifying pressure, Yurst’s expression changed to one of fear. His face turned pale, and his strength was sapped, causing him to collapse to his knees.

Under the release of the True Ancestor’s power, no bloodborne could resist Charlotte’s might in the Dark Night Castle!

Just as Yurst’s mind began to blur and his soul trembled, nearing his limit, Charlotte suppressed her power.

High on her throne, she looked down at him with calm, crimson eyes.

“There won’t be just this minor punishment next time.”

Damn! I forgot this is the Dark Night Castle!

Yurst broke out in a cold sweat.

The Dark Night Castle was the True Ancestor’s mental world, where she knew everything. He had been so engrossed in magical inscriptions and caught off guard by the summons that he overlooked this, failing to control his wandering thoughts.

“Your Excellency the True Ancestor…”

Yurst trembled with fear.

“Get up. Do what I instructed well and don’t overthink it.”

Charlotte said coldly. She gave Yurst a deep look.

“History is a tangled web. The past is the past. As long as the Nez Clan doesn’t oppose me, I won’t pursue other matters… Do you understand?”

Listening to Charlotte, Yurst’s posture became even more submissive.

“I will follow your divine decree, Your Excellency… I will organize troops as mercenaries to aid Castell…”

“How many can you gather?”

Charlotte inquired.

After a moment’s thought, Yurst respectfully replied.

“At least three thousand extraordinaries, including one hundred tiered individuals.”

He didn’t mention regular troops. To a bloodborne, ordinary humans, regardless of their number, were just meaningless figures.

After issuing orders to Yurst, Charlotte dismissed him from her mental world.

Though she had somewhat forcibly turned Yurst into a blood servant, after events like consuming Elder Maxim, this Nez Clan Blood Count was almost certain of Charlotte’s identity. With some pressure and promises, even if she couldn’t fully win him over, she could use him as an ally. Like Nice, who had come to her willingly.

Taking a breath, Charlotte eagerly summoned the Gospel of Blood.

Months ago, she had casually asked Yurst to seek the Gospel pages, unexpectedly yielding significant results. This was a pleasant surprise.

Following her will, the Gospel of Blood opened. After over a year of supplementation, its pages grew numerous, now resembling more of a book than an empty shell.

Charlotte closed her eyes, sensing the Gospel’s information.

The seven new pages included two pages of the Dark Chapter and five of the Insight Chapter. Charlotte figured the Nez Clan’s divination expertise led to their collection of these pages.

As usual, adding the seven pages increased the Gospel’s recorded spells, notably two mid-level spells: 『Dark Armament』 and 『Doom Command』.

『Dark Armament』 involved summoning dark elements to form protective armor or various outfits, with defensive and offensive strength tied to the magic used.

『Doom Command』 cast a curse through words, directing bad luck at a target, with success and severity depending on the target’s strength and the curse’s intensity.

While Charlotte, used to blood divine power and True Ancestor’s Liberation, wasn’t as eager for new spells, they still enhanced her combat and self-defense capabilities in normal states. Additionally, she could use them more powerfully in her True Ancestor state.

Unfortunately, as the number of pages grew, developing new functions for the Gospel slowed. Charlotte thought this might be due to the increased threshold for qualitative

changes as the Gospel’s laws improved, similar to how extraordinary advancement grew harder over time.

“Nez Clan has long prepared for the Returning Star Plan, and with Yurst as one of the main executors and his extraordinary army, even with support from Borde and the Third Prince, handling the rebellion shouldn’t be a problem.”

Charlotte pondered.

“But what’s going on with Viscount Remisio? He supports the Second Prince, and I’m at odds with the Third Prince. He promised to support Castelle in the rebellion, yet now he’s neutral?”

“Could it be that something has changed at the kingdom’s top levels?”

Reflecting on the Blood Throne’s armrest, Charlotte was thoughtful.

“Never mind, I’ll send someone to inquire.”

With that in mind, she turned her attention to the hundreds of light clusters in the starry sea representing her followers.