Feeling a terrifying aura much stronger than that of the Flame Demon Vararoka, a jolt went through Charlotte’s heart.
Encountering a legend was not part of her plan.
Although in her True Ancestor Liberation form, she possessed the ability to absorb other Bloodline Descendants, making her the nemesis of Bloodlines, at this moment, she was merely a wisp of consciousness reinforced by Divine Power that had entered Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world.
Perhaps if she had faced him directly, her True Ancestor Liberation form could have trounced the opponent like a mother beats her son, making the foe cry for mercy with the "Devour" ability of Blood Divine Power, but the current situation was more like the two sides had made contact "over the phone."
And Charlotte’s phone wasn’t even her own.
The device belonged to the Blood Holy Scripture, the phone line was provided by Nisi, and the server was that of Earl Lachlan.
In such circumstances, her remote infiltration alone was probably not enough to overturn a legend like she had once done to Vararoka.
Continuing the Servant’s Oath had become a luxury because the legendary will that had descended was awakening from the very soul of Earl Lachlan, and in the moment of awakening, it had already blocked the path to the Earl’s soul source.
Charlotte hesitated slightly before deciding to detonate the Blood Divine Power reinforced within the wisp of consciousness that had entered Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world through the contractual channel, intending to directly destroy his spiritual world.
Earl Lachlan had already sensed that her identity was amiss.
Even if he hadn’t discovered her "true identity," she had to nip the danger in the bud to keep the Nais Clan from learning her secret.
However, just as Charlotte was preparing to destroy Lachlan’s spiritual world and flee, an authoritative and ancient voice suddenly rang out in Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world:
"Who are you, my lord? When did the noble Descendants of Blood become lackeys of the Holy Royal Court?"
Lackeys of the Holy Royal Court?
Charlotte was slightly taken aback.
Meanwhile, a dark red glow blossomed, and in Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world, a slender and ethereal figure slowly materialized.
It was a young man of indeterminable age, dressed in a black and blue robe adorned with stars, his long silver-gray hair complementing an extraordinarily handsome visage, blurring the lines between genders.
His crimson eyes held the twinkling of stars, authoritative and mysterious, and the moment he appeared, the entire spiritual world was imbued with deep cosmic radiance.
Charlotte’s heart sank.
At that moment, she sensed that Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world had been shielded by this figure.
The Bloodline in front of her was undoubtedly a direct superior of Earl Lachlan, and most likely the mastermind controlling the Castel Domain from behind the scenes!
"My name is Yoroc Nis, might I ask how you are called?"
"Being so secretive, have you forgotten the glory of the Bloodlines now that you’ve become a Favored of the Contract God?"
The authoritative voice rose again, and the newly arrived Blood Duke cast a cold and cautious glance.
Upon hearing these words, Charlotte felt even more bemused.
Did he mistake her for a Favored of the Contract God?
Charlotte subconsciously focused on the will she had projected and soon discovered what had happened.
It was simple; she had entered Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world via the Servant’s Oath, a Contract Divine Skill cast by Nisi, which naturally followed the pathway of Contract Divine Arts.
The Contract Divine Skill was like a cloak, masking the true nature of her wisp of consciousness, and because this Contract Divine Skill was also a manifestation of Blood Divine Power stimulated by Nisi’s help, her Blood Divine Power had taken on a hint of the Contract God’s essence.
Truth be told, Charlotte hadn’t a clue how Nisi managed this transformation.
The mysterious Black Cat had only told Charlotte that, with permission, it could also use the Contract God’s Divine Arts within her Dream world by borrowing the power of Dreams.
Regardless of how Nisi had done it, once Charlotte projected her will and Blood Divine Power through the Contract God’s Divine Arts, a very strange result came about after the fusion of multiple forces.
To the arriving Blood Duke’s perception, Charlotte’s aura, though carrying the scent of a Bloodline, was more prominently marked with the brilliance and imprint of the Contract God Mitra...
She... had been mistaken for a Bloodline bound to the Contract God!
Realizing the truth, Charlotte found her mood increasingly peculiar.
But she quickly had a new idea.
Not being recognized was good.
Whether it was her identity as Charlotte or as the Master of Holy Scripture, if the Blood Duke before her learned of either, it would spell endless trouble.
On the contrary, since the Blood Duke had misidentified her, perhaps she could play along...
Completing the Servant’s Oath had become impossible, and even destroying Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world had turned exceedingly difficult.
However, if played correctly, she might not only solve the issue of her exposed identity, but might also manage to extract some secrets from the Nais Clan...
And if luck was on her side, she might even make the Nais Clan wary enough to hesitate attacking Castel again for a while, buying her time to consolidate her domain!
With this in mind, Charlotte glanced at Earl Lachlan’s spiritual world.
Perhaps unable to withstand the dual presence of Charlotte and this legendary Bloodline, the moment the legendary will appeared, the unfortunate Blood Count lost consciousness, his awareness slipping into slumber.