The only thing she found discomforting was that too many nobles at the banquet wanted to invite her to dance, and the looks she received from those young nobles were excessively fervent.
Even after crossing over for a year, Charlotte still couldn’t get used to those gazes.
But she was no longer the same person she used to be.
In the Bloodline’s talent magic, whether it was Memory Control, Spirit Shock, or Charming Speech on the Spirit Path, she could teach those overbearing fellows a lesson.
Charlotte only needed a glance, and the guy who just now had been bold with his eyes would instantly fall at her rose-draped skirt.
Not to mention, there was something quite satisfying about using spirit magic to control others—although Sebastian found it a bit distasteful, whispering a careful reminder:
"Master, given your special status, when we are outside, we should perhaps keep a lower profile."
"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing."
On her journey, she had encountered only small to medium-sized nobles, with powers at most reaching the second tier of the Silver Moon.
As long as she was cautious, it was relatively safe.
And so, Charlotte’s travel-as-touring continued with starts and stops.
And as a result... the caravan moved even slower.
A journey of a month, and nearly half a month had passed without them leaving the Moon Guardian Duchy.
But Charlotte was in quite a good mood.
Each place she visited treated her with great hospitality, and while making friends, she also broadened her horizons, learning quite a bit about the gossip among the New Moon Kingdom nobles.
Even more so, she had learned quite a lot about the Bloodline from these nobles—more accurately, information about the Blood Demon Church.
The Blood Demon Church was rampant in the New Moon Kingdom; even though the Bold faction had been uprooted, their influence could still be seen in other areas.
As someone who loved peace and justice, Charlotte naturally wouldn’t overlook these rampant cultists.
While she dismissed the uncertain rumors, if there was concrete local intelligence, Charlotte wouldn’t hesitate to step in and deal with these cultists for the local nobles.
Surprisingly, she had also acquired two more Holy Scripture Fragments; it had to be said that the Blood Demon Church was truly a hoarder of cursed items, collecting nothing but cursed pages.
Charlotte really adored these cultists.
The response was evident, as Charlotte had eradicated several bases of the Blood Demon Church along the way, and her fame had slowly spread via the passing traders and travelling bards.
Especially after the extraordinary events of her coming-of-age ceremony somehow leaked out, the rumors started getting absurd.
Things like the Divine Lord’s Favored, the natural-born Saintess, the Purifier of the Blood Demon... Charlotte scratched her head and even felt a bit guilty upon hearing those.
Being so conspicuous might make it easier for her to hide her Bloodline identity, but if such rumors continued, wouldn’t there be a day when it would attract the attention of the higher-ups of the Holy Royal Court?
Charlotte couldn’t help but worry.
And after half a month of travel, Charlotte finally saw the second grand city—no less grand than Bold City, or rather, considerably more prosperous.
The Capital Mansion of Anlo City, located in the northern part of the Moon Guardian Duchy, with a population exceeding five hundred thousand.
Having received the news early, the Moon Guardian Duke had sent out an envoy before the caravan entered the city, inviting Charlotte to attend a banquet at the Duke Mansion.
At the same time, Charlotte also learned another piece of information from the other traders entering and leaving Anlo City.
Tonight, there was another distinguished guest in the Duke Mansion of Anlo City.
The Third Prince of the New Moon Kingdom, Philip de Valva, accompanied by his wife Eleanor, journeying southward to the Bold Duchy.