Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel

It could be said... this was the most relaxed noble gathering Charlotte had attended in over a year.

"Prince Henry's invitation to the banquet really has no schemes or plots, the clan's plan is progressing smoothly, the domestic nobles already have considerable doubts about his background, no matter if he secures approval in the recognition ceremony, there will be members of the Council using this as an excuse to impeach him."

"So, he needs to invite nobles of sufficient status to attend the ceremony as observers."

"You may not yet realize, although your apparent identity is that of a Countess, in the eyes of many nobles, your status is already comparable to some Dukes, not to mention, you also have the Roman bloodline, for Prince Henry, inviting you to the ceremony is indeed a great choice."

Yulster explained with a smile.

Charlotte nodded slightly and sighed:

"He's not bad, much better than many other nobles I've met before, it's a pity."

"Hey, you don't need to feel that sorry, his invitation for you to attend the ceremony and the banquet might really have no ulterior motives, but it's definitely not that pure either, the Royal Family probably also harbors the thought of forming a marital alliance with you. If Prince Henry passes the ceremony, it's likely to be brought up."

Yulster shook his head.

Charlotte frowned:

"But I have already made a declaration of celibacy."

Yulster shook his head:

"A declaration can't stop the will of the Great Nobles, of course... the choice is in your hands, if you're unwilling, they can't force it. In my view, they should try various ways to win you over." Enjoying the story? Find more at MV-LEMPYR.

Charlotte was taken aback and shook her head:

"Then they would be engaging in a futile effort."

Yulster thought for a moment, then said:

"By the way, Lady Castel, the ceremony starts tomorrow, concerning your stand-in, we need a bit of your blood to shape it, we need you to provide some blood. Rest assured, we definitely won't use your blood for other purposes, if you're worried, you can also come with me to meet Lord Yoroc, we can shape your stand-in on the spot."

Charlotte hooked her lip slightly, shaking her head:

"That won't be necessary."

Saying this, she revealed a somewhat mischievous smile:

"About this 'stand-in'... I have a better choice in mind."

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Romany Palace.

The banquet had ended, and a weary Prince Henry had returned to his room.

He paced back and forth anxiously until the door pushed open and Duke Conte entered.

Prince Henry's eyes brightened, and he quickly stepped forward:

"Lord Conte, how did it go?"

Duke Conte nodded:

"Everything is ready, please rest assured, tomorrow's ceremony will definitely encounter no issues."

Prince Henry breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed he remembered something, he hesitated for a moment, then said:

"Lord Conte, I think... Countess Castel really has no intention of seeking a spouse, all my hints during the day were ignored by her."

Duke Conte sighed:

"After all, she is a Saintess recognized by the Holy Royal Court, and since she has made a celibacy declaration, it must be genuine."

"So... what do we do then? If we can't gain strong support, the Kingdom's nobles are likely to oppose me, and the geographical position of Castel..."

Prince Henry asked with distress.

Prince Conte continued:

"Your Highness, don't worry, even if we can't form a marriage alliance, we have other ways to mitigate the risks. As for the Northern Land... its geographical position indeed poses a threat to Falling Star, if we can't make it an ally or control it, it might provide an opportunity for those secretly plotting a coup; that's why His Highness had always been covertly supporting the subversion of governments in the Northern Land. However... that's not what we need to consider now, even if there's a coup, that's the worst step."

"What we need to consider now is still the Ancestor Recognition Ceremony, as long as you can captivate the Roman Sword like Romannus did, any rumors will fall apart. As long as you obtain the Roman Sword, with the Divine Artifact to suppress, even nobles thinking of a coup will have to weigh their own worth!"

Prince Henry hesitated:

"Captivate the Roman Sword completely? Can I... really do it?"

"You definitely can, His Majesty has been preparing for this day for a very long time, and choosing your mother was also because your mother had the same origin of Elf blood as Romannus! Not only that, His Majesty also utilized the Roman Contract Book concealed by the Roman family, with the Contract Book, plus your special bloodline, the Roman Sword will surely recognize you as its master, it will inevitably serve you! You... will definitely become its master."

Duke Conte comforted.

Prince Henry still hesitated:

"But... wasn't it said that my Roman bloodline is not sufficient to activate the Contract Book?"

Duke Conte chuckled, saying:

"Indeed your Roman blood might be insufficient, but we have already found a bloodline that can activate it."

Prince Henry was stunned, then his eyes widened:

"You mean... Count Castel?!"

Duke Conte nodded slightly:

"Exactly."

"Inviting Count Castel to the ceremony is not only for a potential marital alliance but also for her bloodline."

"I've already secretly prepared people, at tomorrow's ceremony site, we can create her stand-in, in the meantime discreetly control her and take her blood."

"She is merely Silver Moon, not enough to resist the power of Blazing Sun, we will make her unconscious, disguise it as a targeted attack against her..."

"And you, with her blood to activate the Contract Book and successfully getting the Roman Sword, can perfectly play the hero saving a damsel!"

"Even if you can't captivate Count Castel's heart, you would gain immense favor!"

Saying this, Duke Conte narrowed his eyes and sneered:

"Those nobles entangled with the Bloodline think you're just participating in an Ancestor Recognition Ceremony to earn the approval of the Roman Sword, and even ludicrously plan to deny your right of succession!"

"They are completely ignorant of the specialty of your bloodline, nor do they know that the lost Roman Contract Book has long been retrieved by His Majesty! They also don't know that we already have a comprehensive plan to completely obtain the Roman Sword!"

"Tomorrow, they will know who the true heir of Falling Star is, tomorrow, they will realize the depth of the Royal Family they couldn't imagine!"

After hearing Duke Conte's words, Prince Henry's expression relaxed considerably.

He clenched his teeth and said:

"Lord Conte, I'm counting on you tomorrow, if we really succeed, when I ascend to the throne in the future, I will undoubtedly appoint you as my deputy!"