After seeing to the affairs of the Mining Workshop, Charlotte planned to return to the inn, accompanied by the Werewolf Luf.
Sebastian and Nisi, for the time being, stayed at the workshop. Having become a hands-off manager, Charlotte left the dog and cat to be very busy for the next three days.
All the way, Luf’s gaze never left Charlotte, and he hesitated to speak multiple times, clearly having a bellyful of questions he wanted to ask.
Charlotte, of course, knew what the Werewolf was struggling with and didn’t continue to leave him in suspense, but asked with a smile,
"Luf, is there something you want to ask?"
With Charlotte broaching the topic, Werewolf Luf finally mustered the courage.
He carefully chose his words and cautiously asked,
"Lord Charlotte, are you... a member of the Royal Authority Bloodline?"
Charlotte didn’t answer directly but instead smiled and asked back,
Receiving this response, which was almost equivalent to an outright admission, Luf’s spirit was lifted.
Even though he had suspicions, at this moment he couldn’t help but get excited,
"The Bloodline of Royal Authority... You really are of the Bloodline of Royal Authority! The Royal Authority Bloodline hasn’t vanished! It hasn’t vanished!"
But soon, he couldn’t help but start muttering to himself,
"That’s right, even the great True Ancestor has signs of resurgence, so how could the scions of the True Ancestor, the Royal Authority Bloodline, not reappear in the world..."
And as he spoke, Luf couldn’t help but ask,
"But... But if you’re of the Royal Authority Bloodline, how did you become a Saintess of the Holy Royal Court?"
"Saintess? I have never said that I was a Saintess of the Holy Royal Court."
Charlotte gently shook her head.
Werewolf Luf was stunned.
However, upon careful retrospection, he startlingly discovered that Charlotte truly had never personally claimed to be a Saintess of the Holy Royal Court!
Charlotte changed her tune with a slight upturn of her mouth,
"Sometimes, the identity of a Saintess can indeed bring some conveniences."
"Perhaps... it’s not bad to use it occasionally."
"So you’re saying... you’re not a Believer of the Holy Royal Court?"
He couldn’t help but ask again.
Charlotte looked at him,
"When I passed the Holy Judgment on you, I said you were all devout Holy Believers, so... are you really?"
Luf was momentarily at a loss.
This was also a question he had once been quite puzzled and curious about; their Blood Wolf Tribe clearly didn’t worship the Divine Lord Haral but the "Evil God" Blood True Ancestor in the eyes of the Holy Royal Court.
Yet at that time, they not only escaped the Holy Royal Court’s judgment, but even under the Holy Judgment’s faith discernment, their halos shone as brightly as those of a fanatic.
Luf had always felt that it was very likely that Charlotte, as a Saintess, had used some method to save them.
But... if she didn’t worship the Divine Lord Haral, how did she accomplish that?
Only the power of deities can contend with the power of deities—it is a well-known truth within Mireya.
Distorting the discernment of the Holy Judgment is not something regular Divine Arts can achieve.
Remembering his previous conversation with Sebastian, Luf’s heart thumped wildly.
Could it be that Lord Charlotte is actually a Deputy of the great True Ancestor?
Perhaps only a Favored of the deity could twist the power of the Holy Judgment.
Perhaps only a Favored of the deity could exert such potent Royal Authority!
The Royal Authority Bloodline are all Believers of the Blood True Ancestor, but Lord Charlotte is definitely more than a mere follower!
"Lord Charlotte... actually, you are not a Saintess of the Holy Royal Court, but a Favored of the Blood True Ancestor, right?"
Thinking to this point, Luf couldn’t help but ask again.
Charlotte smiled and said profoundly,
"Lord Luf, Sebastian has already told me the real reason you stayed in the Castel silver mine."
"I am very proud of you, please do your best to fulfill your goals. Your Faith... will not betray your loyalty."
Hearing Charlotte’s words, Luf was invigorated.
At this time, he had not a single doubt left.
Lord Charlotte... is surely a Favored of the great True Ancestor, a Deputy on earth!
Watching the Werewolf’s slightly flushed face, Charlotte smiled slightly, placed her index finger on her lips like a cute little Demon,
"Lord Luf, today’s conversation must be kept secret."
And soon, Luf too had left.
When he left, he was filled with determination.
He would return to his tribe and try to spread the True Faith of the great True Ancestor among the miners as soon as possible!
If he had any hesitation before, worried that his actions would incur Charlotte’s displeasure, worried that due to different beliefs he would ultimately become estranged from her—his secular sovereign...
Then now, there was no need for worry.
Because she was not only not an enemy but also very likely a precursor in his Faith!
All this time, they had to hide and conceal, even knowing that His Majesty the True Ancestor had begun to awaken, they had to always be careful of the Church’s pursuit.
But now, there was no need to worry.
Because the highest Lord of Castel was one of their own, because Count Castel was a Deputy of the True Ancestor!
"Great True Ancestor! Luf will certainly not let you down; Luf will strive to spread Your Faith!"
"May Your brilliant light fill the world and shelter Your people in prosperity and growth!"