Tome of Blood

Chapter 421 -76- The Ritual Begins

After hearing what Charlotte said, Ulster immediately understood what she meant.

Obviously, although His Majesty the True Ancestor has seen through the plot of the Roman royal family, he still does not intend to change the previous plan.

Even with the strength of his old man, it is easy to forcibly destroy the Roman royal family's conspiracy.

As for this, Yurst realized almost instantly.

His Majesty the True Ancestor is willing to cooperate with the Ness clan and assist the Ness clan in abolishing Prince Henry's inheritance rights. I am afraid that it is not just as simple as being interested in the territorial conditions offered by Ness.

His old man... I am afraid that there is a deeper purpose for this trip.

As for the purpose of that, although Yurst still can't say it, he already has some guesses in his heart...

That should be related to Roman's sword.

"Could it be... His Majesty the True Ancestor is also interested in Roman's Sword?"

Ulster thought about it.

Thinking back to the elders' expectations for getting back Roman's sword before leaving the clan, he looked a little inexplicable.

If that's the case...

Perhaps... this time even the Nass clan may have to make a wedding dress for the true ancestor...

At this moment, Yurst thought of a lot, and felt a headache about how to deal with the possible reaction of his clan.

He always felt that the purpose of the True Ancestor might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.

But soon, he put everything down.

What are you thinking.

It is true that he is the Earl of Blood of the Ness Clan, but he is also the Blood Family of the True Ancestor.

Of the two identities, the latter has even higher priority at present.

His own life has been completely controlled by His Majesty the True Ancestor, and he will do whatever the True Ancestor asks him to do.

Anyway, he did this according to the clan's instructions, and he didn't make any mistakes in every step. If anything happened, he couldn't be blamed on him.

As for the damage to the interests of the Nice clan...

If His Majesty the True Ancestor does not blame the past, and is not as obsessed with relying on devouring other blood descendants to strengthen his own strength, then... Support the Majesty the True Ancestor to recover his strength and return to the True Ancestor to the greatest extent. Hugs may be the true and correct destination of the Nass clan in the future...

Of course, this is just Yurst's current thinking.

He knew that this idea was crazy and bold for ordinary blood, and he also knew how difficult it was for other blood to accept this idea.

Rather, even he himself still has doubts about this idea.

But unfortunately, he has already been tied to the warship under the crown of the true ancestor.

He had no choice but to strive for the best possible future for the Ness clan.

Yurst's mood is a bit complicated.

On the other hand, Charlotte really didn't think that much.

She just weighed the pros and cons, and felt that there was no need to expose the conspiracy of the Roman royal family.

Anyway, the conspiracy has been seen through, so it's just a trick. The plan of the Roman royal family is similar to her plan, it's nothing more than who will carry out the process.

Nature, by contrast, is better off going with the flow.

Roman's sword is an artifact after all.

According to the description, it is still the kind of artifact that has its own mind and the power of preservation is quite powerful.

In the face of such power, the ghost knows what will happen at that time, it is better to be cautious.

If something really happened, the Roman royal family could still take the blame.

With a decision, Charlotte decisively summoned the shadow demon she summoned.

The shadow demon is not very powerful, and the power of the median demon is only the silver moon corresponding to the world of order.

But because of its unique space and shadow properties, it is very suitable for shuttling between virtual and real, so it is very suitable as a messenger.

Of course, the premise is that it can be controlled. After all, like other demons, it is notoriously rebellious.

The Shadow Demon appeared, trembling under Charlotte's gaze.

Charlotte glanced at it, and handed the crystal vial containing her own blood to its hand:

"Give this to Albrecht, he will naturally know what to do."

The Shadow Demon took the crystal bottle carefully, and after seeing the dark red liquid in the crystal bottle, greed and longing that could not be concealed appeared in his scarlet eyes.

However, under Charlotte's indifferent gaze, it quickly closed its eyes in fear, obediently bowed deeply to Charlotte, and then fled as if dissipated into black smoke.

Yurst will see the whole process, and feels that he was really blind before.

How could ordinary humans make demons so obedient?

Not to mention human beings, he can't even do it, and Master Yorok may find it difficult to do it!

I didn't think so much before, I always thought it was the blessing of the identity of the true ancestor, but now it seems that it is only because His Excellency Castel is the true ancestor!

The more Yurst thought about it, the more embarrassed and uncomfortable he felt about the various attitudes and practices he had had in dealing with the true ancestor's peers before.

It's okay not to know Charlotte's status.

After knowing it, he can no longer be in the same room with the other party with a normal heart.

Especially in such a small dark room, it's like sitting in the elevator alone in the company and encountering a big boss, the mental pressure, it's really not ordinary...

"Cough, Castel...Your Excellency, I still have tasks for other clans to complete, so... just..."

Yurst asked cautiously.

"You go about your business, and everything goes on as usual."

Charlotte said.

With Charlotte's permission, Yurst was pardoned, he gave Charlotte a deep salute, and left impatiently.

There's no way, it's too stressful to stay here, he needs to take it easy.

"Hey, Lord Charlotte, he seems to be frightened by your identity."

Looking at Yurst who fled out of the dark room like an elementary school student fleeing from the head teacher's office, Niss laughed loudly.

Charlotte glanced at the gloating black cat, but did not reveal that when the other party recognized her as the "true ancestor", his performance during that time was even more exaggerated than that of Eurst.

"Hey, Lord Charlotte, I'll go outside to check the magic circle of the ceremony, and check how he is doing by the way."

Nice smirked.

Charlotte glanced at it sullenly, and didn't bother to point out that the guy wanted to check the ceremony. It might be fake, but it might be true to watch Ulster's fun:

"Go away, go away."

"Good!"

Nice gleefully slipped out.

Charlotte: ...

...

After leaving the dark room, Yurst finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay to not know the identity of Earl Castel. After knowing, he can really feel the invisible pressure every second he stays.

He felt... It would take him a while to completely digest this shocking result, to calm himself down completely, to relax his mind as much as possible, and to continue to communicate with "Earl of Castel" on an "equal basis".

"Hey, Yurst, your psychological quality is not good! Knowing the identity of Lord Charlotte, you are so scared? Back then, even if I knew his identity, Master Cat, I was still in his old man's house every day. Climbing up and down on the bed!"

Behind him, Nice's voice, full of jokes, came over.

Yurst was taken aback.

He turned his head and saw Nice's smug cat face, so he knew that this guy didn't hold his fart well, and he just leaned over to see how frightened he was.

But he was not stupid, he stared back fiercely, and said with a sneer:

"Oh? Climb up and down on His old man's bed? So by crawling, you turned yourself into a pet cat, and even signed a contract of prostitution like a servant contract that dogs would hate to see?"

Nice: ...

Its expression froze on its face, and it couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing Nice's suffocated black and red cat face, Yurst knew 100% that he had found its pain point.

However, he was not interested in continuing to hurt each other, but sighed:

"So... you actually discovered her true identity a long time ago, didn't you?"

Nice snorted:

"Of course, I knew it at least two years ago, and we even witnessed her old man's recovery!"

After listening to Nice's words, Yurst fell silent.

His expression changed for a long time, and finally he couldn't help asking:

"Your Excellency Nicholas, what do you... think of the current Castel... Your Excellency?"

Nice glanced at him and replied:

"It's completely different from the one I know, but... this is not in a negative sense, on the contrary, it is positive."

"To be honest, at the beginning of the contract signing, I almost thought I was going to be finished, but it turned out that things were not as bad as I thought."

"No... To be more precise, sometimes thinking about it can even make people a little excited."

"If it's who she is now, I'd love to see her get her strength back."

"After all... Not everyone has the opportunity to personally participate in myths and epics."

After listening to Nice's words, Yurst muttered to himself:

"Do you think so too..."

Looking at the pensive Yurst, Nice roughly guessed what he was struggling with.

It chuckled and said:

"Yourst, don't be so anxious and hesitant, anyway...you have already boarded her old man's chariot."

"You can't change anything, instead of changing, it's better to adapt."

"In my opinion, this is not a bad thing for you or the Ness clan. She is completely different from the terrifying existence we know."

"Some people say that every revival of mythology may be a complete rebirth from Nirvana."

"I think...it should be the same for her."

After listening to Nice's words, Yurst was thoughtful:

"Rebirth from Nirvana..."

As he spoke, he let out a long sigh:

"I hope so."

It must be admitted that he has no dissatisfaction with the current True Ancestor.

His fears only stem from the past.

He also sincerely hoped that the True Ancestor in history who suddenly changed his personality and slaughtered blood in pursuit of power... would never come back again.

...

"Is that... is this your response?"

"It seems that you don't want to make a big fuss."

Taking the crystal bottle from the docile Shadow Demon, Albrecht looked surprised and thoughtful.

He looked at the crystal clear red blood in the crystal bottle, and a trace of unconcealable greed also flashed in his eyes.

True Ancestor Blood!

This is the blood that contains the highest bloodline power, and it is also the source of bloodline power!

Even if there is only one drop, he can still clearly feel the palpitating and kind power contained in it.

That is the divine power of the True Ancestor!

"Although the personality seems to be different, but he is indeed the real ancestor, this is indeed the blood of the real ancestor! It is even purer and nobler than the power in the faceless statue!"

Albrecht muttered to himself.

Forcibly suppressing the crazy idea of ​​wanting to take this drop of true ancestor's blood as his own, his expression even had a hint of jealousy:

"It is really lucky to be able to obtain a drop of true ancestor's blood as the key to activate it."

"Cheap it!"

After finishing speaking, he squinted his eyes and looked at the puppets around him whose minds he had temporarily controlled, and said with a sneer:

"It's also cheap for you! I took a life for nothing!"

As he said that, Albrecht prepared to hand over the crystal vial to Earl Colimo, whose mind had been manipulated.

But when he stretched out his hand, he suddenly stopped in his heart.

He sized up the opponent's figure, suddenly chuckled, and touched his chin:

"Speaking of which, my illusion is actually pretty good."

...

Roman Square.

As the distinguished guests took their seats, the grand ceremony officially began.

The "recognition" ceremony of Prince Luoxing was naturally crowded with people.

Although the aristocratic circle in the upper class of Luoxing was neglected due to political reasons, for the people, such a grand festival is naturally a grand event.

The huge square was densely packed with crowds of people watching the ceremony inside and out. If you looked around, there might be tens of thousands of people.

And if you add the congested streets nearby, the number of onlookers will only increase.

The "Ancestral Approval" ceremony is divided into three parts.

The first part is a speech. As the successor of the Roman family, Prince Henry will appear in front of the public, make oaths and speeches.

The second part is the Great Witch Sacrifice, which is the worship of Roman ancestors and the prelude to the recognition ceremony.

The third part is the formal ceremony part.

According to the usual practice, the Roman family will wake up the sword of Roman and officially start the recognition and strengthening of Roman blood.

The ceremony went well.

Although Prince Henry was young, he was a qualified nobleman after all. Although his speech was not outstanding, it was commensurate with his status as a crown prince.

There is no problem with the Great Witch Festival.

As an ancestor worship ceremony approved by the holy royal court, the Grand Witch Ritual of the Roman family has long since lost its mysterious meaning, but has only become a symbol, so there are no hidden dangers or difficulties.

The problem...was in the most critical part that hadn't even started.

"Is there no one from the palace yet?"

Behind the viewing stand, Duke Conte looked anxiously at the royal knights.

"Your Excellency, not yet."

The royal knight replied respectfully.

"The substitute is already in place, and the person has been sent to the palace. Is it so difficult to get blood?!"

"Go and see what's going on, the Great Witch Festival is almost over, let them send the things over quickly!"

Duke Conte urged, frowning.

The knight should be respectful, resign and leave.

Duke Conte continued to pace anxiously.

And just when he couldn't help but want to urge him again or even take a trip himself, the knights of the royal family finally brought someone here.

It is the Earl of Corrimal.

"I'm sorry, my lord, the vicinity of the palace is too big, I accidentally lost my way and came late."

Earl Collimore said with a smile.

Seeing the opponent's unhurried beating, Duke Conte suddenly became angry:

"Get lost? How many times have you been to the Roman Palace, and you still get lost? If our plan is delayed, have you thought about the consequences?!"

As he spoke, he managed to suppress his anger, took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice:

"Have you brought anything here?"

"It has been brought here, the blood of Earl Castel."

Earl Collimore smiled and presented the crystal bottle.

Looking at the bright red liquid in the crystal bottle, Duke Conte's expression softened a little.

He took a deep look at Count Collimore:

"Not bad, remember to deal with the follow-up matters."

After speaking, he strode towards the viewing platform.

The Great Witch Festival is over.

Before the ancestor ceremony officially started, there was a ten-minute break.

On the viewing platform, Prince Henry was holding a quaint book, fidgeting a little.

Until he saw the Duke of Conte in a hurry.

Prince Henry's eyes lit up, and the Duke of Conte quickly came to his side and quietly handed the crystal bottle into his hand:

"Your Highness, the blood of Earl Castel has been obtained."

After getting the crystal bottle, Prince Henry finally decided.

Thinking about the beautiful figure he saw at the banquet last night, he couldn't help asking:

"Is she... okay?"

The Duke of Conte froze for a moment before realizing who Prince Henry was referring to. He glanced at the "Earl of Castel" on the other side, and the "Earl of Castel" on the other side said:

"Your Highness, don't worry, we didn't hurt her, we just stunned her. Even if we take blood, we will be as gentle as possible."

"Well, that's good, she will be the future princess after all."

Prince Henry nodded.

The break is over soon.

The ancestor recognition ceremony is finally about to officially begin.

The nobles took their seats again, and the elders from the Roman family also announced the start of the ceremony.

"His Royal Highness, the ceremony is about to begin, please go to the altar and call for Roman's sword!"

The elder said in a deep voice.

Prince Henry, who was fully prepared, took a deep breath and stood up in the eyes of everyone.

He picked up the book of the Roman contract, hid the crystal bottle, and walked towards the altar on the high platform in the middle of the square with some nervousness and anticipation...