Tome of Blood

  Chapter 6-6-Inquiry of the Church

  Charlotte does not have a good enough reason to prevent the other party from coming in.

  Even if there is, it can only be delayed temporarily, which is useless except to increase suspicion.

  She quickly broke away from that miraculous state, and lay down on the hospital bed again, while silently reciting the blessing of the holy scriptures of blood in her heart, while pretending to be weak and said:

   "Ahem...please come in..."

  The door of the room was gently pushed open, and the figure of Priest Lottie reappeared.

  Behind her, there were seven or eight people following, making the ward, which was not considered spacious, even more crowded.

  Charlotte's eyes slowly swept over these visitors, and it was easy to judge that they should belong to the three parties.

  The two people at the front were dressed in the same clothes as those who rushed into the basement last night, a man and a woman, they should be so-called witcher knights.

  The costumes of the two later are the same as Lottie, with the circle cross symbol of the Holy Royal Court painted on them, and they should also be the priests of the church hospital.

  The clothes of the last few people are much more gorgeous. They are obviously aristocrats. The first person is fat. Charlotte even has a sense of familiarity. They should be people he knows from the memory of the original body, and there is a young noble swordsman behind him.

   Quickly analyzing the situation, Charlotte's eyes quickly fell on the female witcher knight who was following Lottie.

  It was a tall female knight with shoulder-length black hair tied into a neat high ponytail.

  A terrifying scar slanted across her cheek, destroying the original beauty and making her look extremely hideous.

  She was expressionless and had a cold demeanor. Except for Lottie who was leading the way, everyone was half a step behind her. Several nobles occasionally glanced at her with awe and fear.

  Especially among them, the young noble swordsman with the strongest aura and the highest strength, never took his dignified gaze away from the female knight.

  Strangely, Charlotte didn't feel any coercion from the female knight.

  Charlotte instantly became more nervous.

   "Miss Charlotte, this is Captain Kara, a demon hunter of the second level of Silver Moon, and also the most promising Transcendent of the Duchy of Boulder in recent years to step into the third level of Blazing Sun."

  Lottie is gentle and authentic.

  Charlotte is not surprised.

  She had already guessed the identity of the female knight.

  Depressing the vigilance and nervousness in her heart, Charlotte made a timid and pitiful look.

  She shrank into the small quilt, and her big, ignorant eyes met Captain Kara's eyes inadvertently.

  Time seems to stop at this moment.

   Those were a pair of deep black eyes as cold as icebergs, with a faint silver light.

  Cold and deep, like a deep pool that cannot be seen at a glance, and like a sharp sword that can penetrate everything, with scrutiny and exploration...

   Just one glance, Charlotte had the illusion of being stripped naked and seeing everything through.

  The female knight's eyes flashed, and Charlotte only felt that her image in his field of vision was infinitely elevated, surrounded by monstrous seas of blood and dead bones, as if a real evil spirit was blowing towards her face.

  She felt like a flat boat facing a storm, or like a hare on the prairie being stared at by a cheetah, who could be destroyed and shredded by an irresistible force at any moment.

   How many people did this kill? !

  Charlotte was horrified.

   "Kara, you scared her! She is not an interrogation subject, but a victim, a patient in our hospital!"

  An old voice sounded, with a hint of helplessness.

  The one who spoke was one of the two church priests who followed him. He was very old and seemed to have a high status.

  The female knight paused and looked away.

  Charlotte broke free from that terrifying sense of oppression.

  Her chest rose and fell violently, and her vigilance against the female knight reached the highest level ever.

   This is definitely a "killing god"!

   "Sorry, Miss Charlotte, Kara has worked in the Witcher all year round, and is used to killing and interrogating, which frightened you."

  The old priest said apologetically.

   "This is our dean Raoul, who is also the second level of Silver Moon."

   Lottie quickly introduced to Charlotte.

  Second level of Silver Moon...Third level of Blazing Sun...

  Is this the division of extraordinary power?

   What am I now?

  Apprentice level?

   Zero order?

  Charlotte's heart moved slightly.

  Raoul is a kind old man.

  He has white beard and hair, holds a scepter in his hand, and his whole body is filled with a sacred atmosphere. His image reminds Charlotte subconsciously of Gandalf, the white-robed wizard in the Lord of the Rings.

  I saw him take a step forward and stood beside the female knight. First, he put his right hand on his chest and made a sign of the cross. He said devoutly "Praise God Lord", and then comforted him gently:

   "Miss Charlotte, I am Raoul, the dean of the Boulder Church Hospital belonging to the Holy Royal Court."

   "I know what you went through last night was frightening and painful, but for your safety, the church still needs to ask about some details before Kara's physical examination."

   After finishing speaking, he whispered a few words to the priest who was following him, and the priest turned around to signal the nobles following to leave.

  The complexions of the nobles suddenly became ugly.

  The fat noble headed by frowned:

   "President Raoul, this incident involves the nobles of the Principality. On behalf of the Duke's Palace, we have the right to know about this matter."

  Dean Raoul rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked at the female knight in embarrassment.

  The female knight Kara didn't look back, but her cold and calm voice was beyond doubt:

   "Those who have nothing to do with each other, exit."

  Succinct, cold.

   The nobles did not act.

  Kara glanced at them faintly.

  She didn't repeat what she said, but the undeniable charm has once again been poured into the cold gaze and the slightly raised silver sword.

  Looking at the silver sword shining with cold light, the nobles all changed their faces.

  The young swordsman also had a serious look on his face.

  He frowned, and was about to say something, but was stopped by the fat nobleman at the head:

   "Okay, let's listen to Master Kara."

  The fat nobleman smiled embarrassingly, then winked wildly at the people around him, and forcibly pulled the young swordsman back.

  Before leaving, he still gave Charlotte a friendly and bright smile.

  The nobles left, and soon there were only a few church priests and witcher knights left in the ward.

   Priest Lottie breathed a sigh of relief.

  However, the female knight's eyes quickly fell on her, the remaining priests and the witcher knights.

  Lottie:  …

   "Captain Kara, Mr. Dean, we also retreat first."

  She understood the other party's meaning in seconds, gave a wry smile, and left the ward with the rest of the priests and witcher knights.

   In front of Charlotte's bed, only Captain Kara and Dean Raoul were left.

   This is a very strange combination.

  The nobles were obviously afraid of Kara, but somewhat disdainful of Raoul.

  However, the female knight seemed to respect the old priest.

   There are fewer people.

  But Charlotte felt that the atmosphere was more dignified.

  President Raoul coughed lightly, breaking the inexplicably heavy atmosphere.

   Then, he looked at Charlotte and said with a smile:

   "Miss Charlotte, it's just me and Carla now."

   "Please relax, we are just asking some simple questions, it doesn't matter if you can't answer them, but please don't be silent, and don't lie..."

  Charlotte poked her head out from under the quilt, like a small animal, and nodded slightly.

  That appearance, as if after being frightened, he forced himself to be calm and pretended to be a little adult.

  She has calmed down.

   The more critical the time, the less you can show your feet.

  However, just when Charlotte was mentally prepared.

  The old priest's question made her heart rise again:

   "Miss Charlotte..."

   "How did your abdominal wound heal?"

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  (end of this chapter)