Tome of Blood

  Chapter 76-76-Behind the elegance is embarrassment

  It was a wonderful experience.

  It’s like opening three windows at the same time when playing a game, and hanging up three game accounts. Charlotte can perceive the three perspectives of Dark Night Castle, the main body, and Sebastian at the same time.

   But it's not just as simple as the viewing angle. It should be said that she can perceive the 360° situation in the three viewing angles.

   Among them, the perspective of the Dark Night Castle is the main perspective of her consciousness, and any change in the entire spiritual world cannot escape her control.

  The main body and Sebastian are more like sub-perspectives, and the scope of observation is limited to the study of Castel Manor and the burning cabin where Sebastian is.

   Not only that, when Charlotte intends to control, she can even control her real body distractedly.

   It's just that I don't seem to be so used to it in this multi-view state.

  She tried to control her body, and just stood up, she fell back suddenly, and even overturned the milk jug on the table, spilling the fragrant milk all over her body, like a child who has not yet learned to walk.

  After trying a little bit, Charlotte no longer cared about the wet body in the study, but continued to focus on Sebastian's field of vision.

   When her consciousness was concentrated, Charlotte was surprised to find that her perception of the spiritual world began to decline, while her perception of Sebastian's surroundings further increased.

   It's like switching the primary and secondary accounts.

  She could hear the crackling of the flames burning in the dry wood, the low chirping of birds in the woods and the chirping of insects in the grass outside the wooden house, and the steady breathing of the judge knights surrounding the wooden house.

  She could feel the rising temperature in the cabin, see the sparks bursting out of the smoke clearly, and see Sebastian's tuxedo hem and long red hair that had already started to catch fire.

   What was even more miraculous was that she heard Sebastian's inner voice again, just like in the Dark Night Castle.

   No, stronger than in Night Castle.

   It was as if she had entered the heart of the other party, and she could even clearly perceive the other party's extremely excited, joyful, and at the same time extremely shocking mood.

  Sebas was excited, really excited.

  Although he had faintly sensed it in the spiritual world, he was still very pleasantly surprised after returning to reality.

  My injuries from being chased and killed by the great knight in the past few days have all healed!

   Not only that, but the dried up magic power in the body is also filled again!

  Even the lost left arm has grown back, and it can be used freely, and the toned muscles are still so perfect.

  Sebas could still see the ghost face pattern on the wrist representing the curse of blood showing a humanized expression of fear, huddled in a corner, and seemed to be trembling.

  It is afraid of some new power in its body!

  It doesn't even dare to erode and devour its own blood power!

  After discovering this, Sebastian was even more pleasantly surprised.

   Sure enough... Ms. Dark Night is the True Ancestor of the Blood Race!

   All the powers of blood will fear him and fear him!

  Pure White Witch... just wait for me.

   Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price!

  Thinking of the pain he suffered under the curse all these years, Sebas gritted his teeth.

   And at this moment, Sebastian suddenly felt some new information in his mind...

  That turned out to be a way to pray to Lady Dark Night to gain the power of the blood totem!

   "Pray? Pray for the power of God? Obtain the blessing of God's power? Could it be... I became an envoy?"

  Sebas stared wide-eyed, his eyes shining brightly.

  For those existences in history who followed the gods and gods...

  Becoming an envoy of God is often the first step on their road to mythology!

  After realizing the change of his identity, Sebastian became even more excited, even breathing quickly.

  Charlotte, who shared the perspective, could hardly stand it anymore...

  Can you imagine a picture?

  An elf in tattered clothes looked excitedly at his exposed arm, stroking his newly regrown biceps.

  He looked excited, breathed heavily, and his handsome face, which was blackened by the smoke, was full of silly smiles, revealing his white teeth...

   There was still fire behind him, and smoke was still rising above his head.

  It was difficult for Charlotte to connect the current Sebastian with the elegant flame elf.

  Character design...will collapse!

  Don't get excited bro, look at your clothes, look at your hair!

  It's on fire!

  She wanted to remind the other party directly in this way.

  But I feel that it seems weird to do this, as if telling the other party that she is peeping...

   But she really couldn't stand it anymore.

  The picture... is really too eye-catching.

   Fortunately, while Charlotte was talking, Sebastian seemed to have sensed it, and focused his attention on himself.

  He soon finds his clothes and hair on fire...

   "Damn it!"

  The elegant elf finally burst out the first foul language heard from his mouth since Charlotte crossed.

   Snapped his fingers lightly, the flames on Sebas's body quickly detached from his clothes and hair, turning into small flying fireballs and flying into his fingertips.

  The reason why the flame elves are called the flame elves is because they are born with a very high affinity for the fire element and are good at fire elemental magic.

  Before Sebastian's magic power dried up and he lost the ability to control fire, but now...his power is back!

   After easily extinguishing the fire on his body, Sebas put away the flames at his fingertips, and his eyes quickly fell on the blazing flames around him.

   Following his gaze, the surrounding flames gave way to the door like obedient children.

   Just go out like this?

  Seeing that the hair turned into Shamat, the clothes became non-mainstream, and the handsome face turned into a flame fairy at the bottom of the boiler, Charlotte was a little surprised.

  She thought that the always elegant partner would change clothes.

  However, just after taking a step, Sebastian seemed to be aware of this problem, and stopped immediately.

  He lowered his head, looked at his tattered clothes, and fell into deep thought.

  Charlotte's curiosity came up immediately.

  In many film and television works in the previous life, especially in animation works, after the dying protagonist fell into the ruins, the tattered clothes on his body will also recover, which is convenient for pretending to be aggressive.

  She has always been very curious, without considering the BUG, ​​thinking and analyzing from a scientific and reasonable point of view, how those clothes were restored...

  Like... take off your clothes and put them on again?

  Charlotte continued to look at Sebastian, and seeing him...as expected, he quickly took off his clothes.

  Charlotte:  …

  Sebas's movements were quick, obviously not the first time he did it, and he was quite skillful.

  He took off his coat three or five times, and under the tattered clothes were purple elf breeches.

Throwing the rotten clothes into the flames, Sebastian in shorts summoned a white wet towel with space magic and wiped his face, then took out the mirror and scissors to comb his hair, and then took out another Putting on a brand new tuxedo...

  The speed is very fast and the efficiency is very high. Before Charlotte came back to his senses, he wiped his face, adjusted his hair and changed his clothes...

  He even summoned a glass of red wine and took a sip gracefully.

  But Charlotte... It's hard to look directly at each other's elegance.

  She couldn't forget Sebastian's embarrassment when he was wearing pants.

  Everything was ready, Sebastian snapped his fingers again.

  The blazing flames rushed towards his palm...

  …

  In the woods.

  The Great Knight of the Judgment House calmly looked at the wooden house that was burning more and more intensely under the flames.

  He could feel that Sebastian's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

  Finally, when the flames completely enveloped everything, he could no longer perceive the other party's breath.

   Sebastian's breathing stopped.

   His soul wave also disappeared.

  The big knight sighed slightly, a little regretful.

  He knew that the other party was dead, leaving only a body that was gradually dying in the flames.

   "Even if it is a flame elf, without magic power, it will be a dead soul under the flame after all."

   Waited for a while, and after confirming that he could no longer perceive the other party's soul fluctuations, the high priest shook his head slightly.

   "Get ready, use magic to capture his wandering soul, and interrogate the Gorefiend Sect."

  He ordered to the trial priest beside him.

  The trial priest was stunned:

   "Catch a wandering soul? Isn't he... a Gorefiend cultist?"

  After the believer dies, the soul will return to the kingdom of the gods.

  The same goes for the Gorefiend Cultists.

  The great knight shook his head:

"He is not."

   "If so, he would have already used the power of the blood demon."

   "Sebas Flameheart is an elf who betrayed Luna Island, and even lost the belief in Luna."

   "He is a pathetic unbelievers."

   After speaking, the big knight turned and left.

  However, after taking a few steps, he paused again, and then turned around abruptly.

   "Wait!"

  He ordered the knights and priests who were about to put out the flames to stop.

   Then, his eyes fixed on the burning wooden house.

  Just now, the great knight felt Sebastian's aura again.

   Not only that... the aura is like rebirth from the ashes, and it grows rapidly after reappearing!

  That breath did not reach the third level.

   But for some unknown reason, it gave the Grand Knight a feeling of trepidation, as if there was something terrifying in it.

   Soon, the blazing flames quickly collapsed and dissipated as if absorbed.

  The figure of Sebastian reappeared in front of the great knight.

  He was wearing a brand new tuxedo with no hair on his body, and he was holding a glass of red wine gracefully in his hand.

   "Your Excellency, the great knight, the flames of the trial house seem to be not as powerful as you imagined."

   He smiled slightly.

  Looking at the flame elf who had recovered from his injuries, the great knight's expression instantly became serious.

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  (end of this chapter)