NOVEL WEB Chapter 582: -69- With great care
Yulster had left.
Only Charlotte and Albrecht remained on the observation deck.
Although Yulster's scheme had made Albrecht wish he could explode with the power of his bloodline and strangle him, once Yulster really left, Albrecht felt uncomfortable again.
Help...
Now, it was only him and the Blood True Ancestor!
Standing beside Charlotte, Albrecht felt as if the air around him had become suffocating.
Even when facing the Blood Demon Duke Yabaton, he had never felt such fear and oppression!
Albrecht cast a hesitant, nervous, and somewhat fearful glance at Charlotte.
However, it seemed Charlotte had no intention of paying attention to him.
Her gaze still lingered on the distant night sky as if admiring the brilliant stars.
Noticing that Charlotte's attention did not seem to be on him, Albrecht took a quiet breath.
He held his breath, first stealthily shifted his stance to the side, then cautiously glanced at Charlotte again.
Finding that Charlotte seemed not to have noticed his small movements, he emboldened a few notches and again moved quietly to the side, speeding up as he did so.
Scuttle, scuttle, scuttle… Albrecht was like a crab walking sideways, whooshing to the other side of the observation deck in an instant.
Then, he lifted his leg over the railing, ready to take advantage of Charlotte's inattention and quietly slip away.
Of course, Charlotte couldn't have failed to notice him...
She looked amusedly at Albrecht as he fled like a mouse with its tail tucked between its legs, put on an indifferent expression, and said softly,
"Did I allow you to leave?"
Albrecht's movements stiffened slightly.
He still maintained the action of climbing over the railing, but his whole body seemed to be petrified by Medusa, frozen in place.
He wished he could just ignore Charlotte's words and turn into a puff of black smoke and fly away, but his body gave no such orders.
Deep within his soul, the mark of the Blood Servant Contract flickered slightly, binding Albrecht's actions with a will that could not be defied.
Albrecht's expression was bitter.
He mechanically turned halfway around, his gaze meeting Charlotte's directly.
Under the starlight, Charlotte's deep blue eyes had turned golden red at some point.
They shimmered with a mysterious and profound light.
That smile that was not quite a smile overlapped with the memory of the eyes hidden behind the crimson mist in front of the Blood Throne, as if they held an incomprehensible power.
When they fell upon Albrecht, he felt as though the power in his blood froze instantaneously, as if he was back to the times before he had obtained Blood Power, when he was just an insignificant demon in Hell Space.
Albrecht felt even more pressure.
He forced out a smile that was uglier than tears, withdrew his leg that was halfway over the railing, and then forced a laugh, saying,
"Uh… Great Count, I… I just saw you so immersed in the starry sky that I didn't want to disturb you rashly…"
Charlotte glanced at him,
"An irrelevant answer, quite clever in sidestepping the contract's terms. I want to hear the truth."
"I am terrified, I wanted to slip away…"
The mark of the Blood Servant Contract flickered slightly in his soul, and Albrecht blurted out.
After speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.
Charlotte looked puzzled.
Although she knew that with the suppression of their blood and the constraint of the contract, Albrecht could not defy her, his sincere fear still took her by surprise.
The bloodline's fear of the Blood True Ancestor seemed stronger than she had anticipated. The most up-to-date version is on M(VLEMPY)R.
Seeing Albrecht like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, Charlotte felt somewhat amused to tease him.
She touched her delicate cheek and cocked her head,
"Do I seem terrifying?"
"More evil than a demon?"
"More sinister than a devil?"
"More savage than a Black Dragon?"
Albrecht: …
Watching Charlotte repeat each criticism he had just given, he wished he could go back in time to slap his past self.
"No… You are great, you are the Bloodline's monarch, you are the supreme Monarch, you are the existence that we Bloodline long to behold!"
"Your power is immense, awe-inspiring…"
Albrecht continued to sidestep the question, quickly resorting to flattery.
Yet his legs were still shaking, and it seemed he could only stand steady by holding onto the railing.
Charlotte glanced at him and said indifferently,
"Tell me, how did you end up in the Romany Duchy, and… how is the task I gave you coming along?"
Seeing that Charlotte did not press the issue of his previous transgressions and blasphemies, Albrecht breathed a sigh of relief.
He hesitated for a moment and then said sheepishly,
"I heard that the Romany Duchy was holding an Ancestor Recognition Ceremony, so I thought I'd come and see."
"Absolutely… it's not just to avoid you! Um… maybe… probably… sort of… just a little…"
Seemingly afraid of being misunderstood by Charlotte, Albrecht quickly added.
"Not just to avoid me, huh?"
Charlotte thoughtfully mused.
Just as she had responded to the Holy Royal Court's inquiry after crossing, Blood Servants could not speak falsehoods in person, but they could tell only half of the truth.
The purpose Albrecht mentioned during their earlier chat was certainly not false; his visit to the Romany Duchy did indeed have an element of "escaping disaster," but his omission was also true.