Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel

"The Dark Erosion Infection has been purified from your body, but your injuries have not fully recovered," "you will need to rest and recuperate."

"The healing effects of the divine fire are good, but given your young age, it's not advisable to rely on it too much, as it could consume your body's potential."

"In the next few days, you should eat more meat products to replenish your nutrition."

"If necessary, you could also ask Lotti to use the Holy Healing Technique to accelerate the healing of your wounds."

"Lotti is my student, and her Holy Healing Technique is quite superb. Although not as powerful as Kara's, it is much gentler."

"Oh, right, Miss Charlotte, have you ever heard of the Holy Healing Technique?"

After the physical examination, Dean Lawuer stood kindly in front of the sickbed and began to chat with Charlotte non-stop.

At first, he was giving advice about dietary matters and treatment during the recovery period from the injury.

But as he spoke about the Holy Healing Technique, it was as if he had hit a fascinating switch, turning into a veritable chatterbox who began to talk incessantly about various Divine Arts for treating injuries.

He talked about the effects of the Holy Healing Technique and its origins before moving on from the origin to the developer of the Divine Arts.

From the developer of the Divine Arts, he shifted to the history of the Holy Royal Court and then from the history of the Holy Royal Court to the customs and culture of the continent...

At this moment, Charlotte could understand a bit why Lotti, who took care of her, enjoyed educating others and chatting so much.

It seems this was a trait handed down from master to disciple.

Lawuer kept speaking.

Charlotte listened obediently.

Sometimes, she would even put on a curious baby's expression, skillfully acting coy while sneakily prying for more information.

She was also very eager to learn more about the common knowledge of this world.

After all, the memories of this aspect from her original body were completely blank.

This world was by no means an ordinary one.

The reason Charlotte felt it was ordinary during the three days of Crossing was that her old witch grandmother from her original body never taught her these things, only some nobility etiquette.

Oh, that's not right.

The etiquette was also taught by the Chief Maid, back when she had not yet become a living corpse.

Now, to speak of this world, known as Mireya, it was one where deities and the Transcendent existed.

Deities protected all beings, forming faith, and branching out into churches.

The Transcendent ruled the world as the elite, forming nations.

The Kingdom Charlotte resided in was a feudal kingdom on the western part of the continent, known as the New Moon Kingdom.

The title she was to inherit was that of Count Castel, and her Lord was one of the nine Dukes of the kingdom, the Bold Duke.

By the way, in history, the New Moon Kingdom was once overthrown by the Bloodline, so the Church and Nobles throughout the kingdom were particularly wary of the Bloodline.

Nobles held control over the Transcendent, powerful and deeply ingrained in people's hearts, yet bending the knee to faith.

Deities were the sovereigns of all, faith the foundation of everything.

The power of the Transcendent came from the deities, and the power of Royal Authority was also blessed by the deities; all glory belonged to the deities.

And the Holy Royal Court was the largest Church Power in the Mireya world, a polytheistic faith that revered the Creator God, Haral, with many sub-gods as its support.

Charlotte listened attentively to Dean Lawuer's scientific explanations.

This knowledge was essential for her to familiarize herself quickly with this world.

However, she did not blindly accept everything the old priest spoke of.

It was quite evident that Dean Lawuer never strayed far from talking about the Divine Lord Haral, and there seemed to be a lot of personal biases mixed in.

Although this world truly had deities, Charlotte, who had learned about Blue Star's history, knew what sort of things religions could be; the old priest's words were certainly processed.

But no matter, Charlotte was content with getting the gist of things.

What Dean Lawuer spoke of was far richer than the memories she had inherited.

This even made Charlotte wonder if her original self had been raised like a canary in a cage on the estate all her life...

She didn't even know the units of currency!

And when she heard something interesting, Charlotte would even take the initiative to ask for more in-depth questions, making Dean Lawuer light up with enthusiasm, becoming even more spirited.

The old priest enthusiastically educated her on various topics, and gradually, he steered the conversation back to the doctrines of the Holy Royal Court.

When he began to elaborate on the doctrines, that was something else entirely.

At this moment, Dean Lawuer seemed to transform into an old scholar reciting scriptures, although his face was full of frenetic excitement, the content of his lecture had begun to turn monotonous and dull, inducing drowsiness.

It's not that he was speaking poorly.

Rather, it was simply incomprehensible to someone like Charlotte, a staunch pre-atheist who had absolutely no intention of believing in religion.

Charlotte listened with a throbbing headache, her initial interest completely vanished.

Still, she had to perk up, lend an attentive ear, and show an expression of respectful zeal.

There was no helping it.

After all, she had just modified the ritual, casting herself as a believer of the Holy Royal Court.

This was indeed a painful process.

She felt like Sun Wukong with a tight band around his head.

The kind-faced, gentle-looking priest slowly merged with the image of Master Sanzang from television dramas in her mind, his tall priest's hat becoming a Five-Buddha crown, the Divine Robe turning into monk's robes, and the Divine Staff in his hand becoming a Zen Stick...

It was just... too damn similar!

Charlotte listened drearily, but the old priest's enthusiasm only intensified.

He spoke with increasing excitement and fervor, finally taking Charlotte's hand and began to preach on the spot, asking her if she was interested in joining the Church and becoming a candidate priest...

"How about it, Miss Charlotte? Your faith seems very devout. I could act as your sponsor and recommend you for advanced study at the Church school."

Charlotte was jolted awake in an instant.

Listening to someone drone on about doctrine was one thing.

But actually joining the Church and becoming a priest, now that was a thrill.

A weak and helpless newborn of the Bloodline, taking up faith in the Divine Church whose goal was to eradicate evil?

Wasn't that seeking death?

Although for a fleeting moment she was somewhat tempted—after all, by joining the Church, she would have the chance to continue fleecing Divine Skill Rituals as she had just done...

But Charlotte was ultimately still rational.

The power of Divine Technique Counter had its limits.

Deceiving a Divine Skill Ritual and becoming a priest were not the same thing.

Charlotte could deceive the sacred fire, but she could not wield the sacred fire.

If she really joined the Church, in the presence of even more powerful priests, she was very likely to give herself away!

Moreover, becoming a priest could also bring about disputes over inheritance rights to her territory...

The risks... were too great.

However, to outright decline might not quite fit the persona of the devout believer that Charlotte had just established...

Charlotte found herself in a dilemma.

"Lawuer, it's time to go."

The Knight cast a cool glance at the old priest.

Her cold, indifferent voice at this moment was music to Charlotte's ears.

Dean Lawuer was slightly taken aback and noticed that he had gotten a bit carried away.

"Apologies, ahem, I got a little overexcited," he said with a flushed face and a cough, returning to his demeanor of a venerable elder, amiably adding:

"Miss Charlotte, thank you very much for your cooperation. Please take good rest and consider my offer."

"May the Divine Lord be with you, and I wish you a speedy recovery and discharge from the hospital."

After saying that, he drew a Ring Cross before his chest and together with the Knight, turned to leave.

However, he had barely taken a step when he stopped again.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing."

Dean Lawuer slapped his forehead.

He then took out a piece of parchment from his bosom, unfolded it in front of Charlotte, and asked solemnly:

"Miss Charlotte, have you seen this symbol before?"

Charlotte glanced at it and felt an immediate tightness in her chest.

On the parchment was drawn the thorny rose pattern she had sketched on a whim during last night's interrupted sacrifice.