Chapter 43: Lady of the Night!

Sebastian? How is he here?Charlotte's heart skipped a beat.

In that instant, she even had the thought that he might have discovered her true identity and followed her from reality...

Of course, she quickly dismissed that thought. Because the current her looked and sounded completely different from the Charlotte in the Dark Night Castle.

Not to mention, there was also the shroud of crimson mist back then, making it impossible for him to see her clearly.

So, there was only one possibility: he must also reside in Borde City!

So... do the crimson stars in the Blood Call represent the distance between me and the real world?

Charlotte speculated. Then, she became even more curious about Sebastian's identity in reality.

The Duke's mansion banquet is not a place just anyone can enter. Those who can enter are either nobles recognized in the Borde Duchy or distinguished guests.

Such as some renowned musicians, writers, sculptors, troubadours, wandering knights, or traveling mages.

Then... what is Sebastian's identity?

"Who are you?"

Looking at the more handsome face than her own, the young nobles around Charlotte showed cautious expressions, like a group of huskies seeing a competitor.

However, soon someone noticed the pointed ears hidden in Sebastian's red hair.

"Pointed ears? Are you... an elf?!"

An elf?

Charlotte's ears twitched, and she also cast a glance at Sebastian.

Elves are a well-known long-lived race in the Myria world, natural extraordinary beings with lifespans nearly twenty times that of humans, usually living close to fifteen hundred years.

They are active in many places on the continent, almost every mercenary group in Myria has their shadow, and some elves become troubadours honored by nobles.

Charlotte had noticed earlier that Sebastian's ears seemed somewhat different, but she didn't expect him to be an elf!

"Let me introduce myself, I am Sebastian Flameheart, a fire elf from the Moon Goddess Island."

Sebastian smiled slightly and gracefully performed an elven courtesy.

"Sebastian Flameheart? Is it you? The president of the Rose Society?!"

A young noble recognized Sebastian's identity instantly.

The Rose Society? President?

Wait... the underworld boss of the outer city?

Charlotte was directly stunned. Then, she witnessed a rather subtle scene.

All the young nobles stepped back at once, originally standing in front of Charlotte, but now they were behind her.

And their expressions as they looked at Sebastian were either wary or terrified, like a group of cats seeing a husky.

What's even more bizarre is that a few young nobles panicked directly and slipped away, running while hunching over, as if covering their groins.

Charlotte: ...

What's going on here?

"What are you doing here? You traitor from the Moon Goddess Island! The scum of the elf clan! Dirty rat in the sewer!"

A son of a count exclaimed harshly.

However, Charlotte looked at his trembling voice, feeling that he had somewhat tried to act bravely.

Despite being scolded like that, Sebastian didn't get angry at all. Instead, he took a sip of wine, and leaned slightly forward, his handsome face almost touching the terrified face of the count's son.

He leaned slightly to the side, whispered in the other's ear, and then, with a low, mellow voice, said.

"Count Eltan... Have you heard that you attended the Drunken Dreams Salon in the abandoned city last week?"

"Does the Count know about this? Or do you need me to take care of this little problem for you?"

Sebastian's face wore a gentle smile, his voice slow and soft. However, upon hearing his words, the count's son shivered directly and plopped down on the ground with a thud.

He looked at Sebastian's smiling face in horror as if seeing a terrifying demon, shuffling back a few steps, then covering his lower body and getting up to flee, yelling as he fled.

"No! No! I didn't do anything! I didn't do anything!"

"You... don't come over! Don't come over!"

The count's son fled in panic, and Sebastian looked back at the remaining young nobles with a smiling gaze.

The remaining nobles all shivered and subconsciously shrunk their bodies under Sebastian's seemingly smiling expression.

"Miss Charlotte, I suddenly remembered that I have something to do. Let's talk later!"

"I... I have something too!"

They stuttered out various excuses, then fled in the face of Sebastian's seemingly smiling expression, leaving no young nobles around the girl in less than a minute.

Watching them panic and flee, Sebastian chuckled lightly.

"They're really unreliable, aren't they?"

Charlotte: ...

He's here for me! He came specifically for me!

Watching Sebastian, who deliberately brought up a conversation topic, Charlotte quickly realized his true intention.

What followed was deep vigilance.

She knew she had fooled him in the dream world. But that was in the dream!

Now it's reality, she was just an ordinary extraordinary person, while the other party had at least reached the Second-Tier Silver Moon, and might even be a Third-Tier Blazing Sun!

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Rumors say that the president of the Rose Society is ruthless and evil...

From the reactions of those young nobles just now, it's clear that Sebastian is not a good person, he must have done something to make them so terrified.

Charlotte really didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he found out that he had been fooled by her...

Why did he come to find me?

I shouldn't have been exposed.

Or... does he have another purpose in finding me?

Thoughts tumbled in Charlotte's mind.

However, as an excellent actress, she quickly regained her composure.

She tilted her head slightly, revealing a naive and innocent look, her big eyes full of timidity, looking a bit confused, and said.

"Are you... are you a bad person?"

Sebastian was directly stunned, apparently not expecting such a question.

He turned to look at the girl, seeing a beautiful and tender face.

Although she was wearing a mature gown and deliberately wearing various jewelry necklaces to give an older impression, her innocent and pure cheeks could not hide her childish innocence, her pair of deep blue eyes bright and pure, like a starry sky untainted by any pollution.

She was still just a naive child.

Sebastian almost made this judgment in an instant.

At this moment, he even had a hint of doubt about his visit.

Would such a childlike person... Really have anything to do with the "Resurrected Evil God"?

However, when he thought again that the other party had survived the sacrifice ritual but still remained alive, he quickly suppressed his hesitation.

Perhaps ordinary people don't understand. But as a knowledgeable elf, he knew that anyone who could survive such a ritual must be hiding a secret!

And from this perspective, the innocent look of the girl made Sebastian suddenly vigilant.

As the heir of a major aristocratic family, even if she was well protected, could she still be so naive and innocent after experiencing such things?

Thinking like this, Sebastian already had an answer in his heart.

He smiled slightly, gracefully took a sip of wine, and said lightly.

"For those dandies, I should be considered a bad person."

Speaking, he looked at the innocent girl again, and his smile gradually became meaningful.

"As for you, it depends on whether you can answer some questions for me."

Oops! I played the role too obviously!

Charlotte quickly realized her flaw and felt a bit heavy in her heart.

She was about to remedy her answer, but she saw Sebastian suddenly shaking his head.

"Forget it."

"I'll come and see for myself."

With that, the fire elf suddenly looked serious, and his crimson eyes stared directly at Charlotte.

In those ruby-like eyes, it seemed that streams of water were constantly flowing.

"Spiritual Guard, Memory... Probe!"

With an emotionless voice, Charlotte felt an immense and irresistible mental force rushing towards her, breaking through her mind in an instant.

He wants to probe my memories!

Charlotte was shocked and angry.

However, just as that terrifying mental force rushed into the girl's consciousness, the Gospel of Blood in her mind suddenly burst out with crimson light.

Charlotte felt her consciousness being pulled back again, returning to the Dark Night Castle in the dream world.

Once again, she became the adult Charlotte, wearing a black divine gown with thorns, sitting high on the Blood Throne, and looking down at Sebastian in a tailcoat below.

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Under the stairs, Sebastian, holding a glass of red wine, looked confused.

He seemed not to have expected that his memory probe would directly bring his consciousness here.

And when he raised his head and saw Charlotte, who was almost identical to the "Lady of the Night" in his memory, seeing the familiar figure with the mysterious thorn rose pattern on her body...

His confusion soon turned into astonishment.

The bewildered expression on his face quickly turned into a dumbfounded one.

The anger of being impudently probed still lingered in Charlotte's chest.

Especially when she looked into his eyes.

Under the blessing of the Gospel, the girl became angry and ashamed, subconsciously blurting out.

"Get out!"

Ethereal, melodious. Yet with a kind of noble and majestic dignity that cannot be violated.

In that instant, Sebastian felt as if thunder had sounded in his mind, and the Spiritual Guard protecting his soul collapsed in an instant, the whole world collapsed in an instant!

Like being hit by a meteorite, he felt his soul suddenly burst, as if countless cracks appeared.

The entire spiritual world almost shattered in an instant, and Sebastian was immediately overwhelmed by an irresistible force, kneeling on one knee, unable to help but "puh" spit out a mouthful of blood.

And when Sebastian raised his head again, his pale face was filled with disbelief, his gaze at the girl full of horror.

"Lady of the Night!"