Gospel of Blood

Chapter 195: The Real Assault

The sudden assassination attempt came quickly and ended just as abruptly.

Regardless of their rank, nearly all nobles are extraordinary individuals. After their initial shock, they quickly followed the lead of the Roman-Four family, subduing the guards who attempted to assassinate their lord one after another.

Charlotte didn't even have to utter a word, everything was swiftly resolved.

However, before the nobles could present the "traitorous" Castell guards to Charlotte, these guards began to convulse and soon died one by one.

In the end, all Charlotte saw were lifeless corpses with vacant eyes.

She gave Nice a look, and Nice immediately understood, leaping over to inspect the bodies.

"It's mental domination magic. They were forcibly controlled."

He said.

Charlotte nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the nobles who had come to "protect" her, finally resting on Vincent, who led the black-clad swordsmen and stood in front of her.

At the same time, the nobles looked at her, their faces full of unwavering loyalty and concern, as if they had personally thwarted the assassination.

The hall was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone awaited the lord's command.

Charlotte remained calmly seated on the lord's throne.

Her demeanor was serene, sharply contrasting with her youthful appearance.

After giving a long, deep look at Vincent, the son of Viscount Roman-Four, who stood naturally beside her, she picked up her teacup, took a sip of tea, and said calmly.

"Continue the banquet."

The nobles hesitated.

However, seeing their lord's seemingly indifferent reaction to the assassination, they eventually resumed their dancing.

The half-elf musicians hesitated briefly before resuming their music.

But the banquet's atmosphere was gone.

Soon, servants arrived to drag away the corpses, and the injured nobles received treatment one after another.

Thus, the unexpected assassination attempt quickly concluded and was soon forgotten.

At least, it appeared to be forgotten.

During this brief assassination attempt, apart from the assassins, no one died.

The banquet continued.

After staying for a while longer, Charlotte slowly rose and decided to leave the hall.

The recent assassination was definitely not the Nez clan's main objective.

If they wanted to control her, they certainly wouldn't choose to assassinate her.

Charlotte believed this was merely an introduction to create an opportunity for the real attack.

As for who the Nez clan's real accomplices were, she already had a vague suspicion after witnessing everything.

Of course, mere suspicion wasn't enough.

Next, it was time for further verification and a crackdown.

Thinking this, Charlotte's deep gaze swept over the Roman-Four family's black-clad swordsmen. She then ordered the Northport mayor, who still looked apprehensive.

"Madoc, investigate when these guards were controlled."

Madoc received the order and withdrew.

However, as soon as Charlotte left the hall, Vincent of the Roman-Four family quickly followed her, accompanied by several black-clad swordsmen.

Charlotte gave him a meaningful look.

"Sir Vincent, is there something you need?"

Vincent, with a solemn expression, responded concisely.

"Lady Charlotte, the guards were controlled without anyone noticing. There may be a traitor in the hall, someone very familiar with the mansion, possibly someone close to you!"

"Leaving now is too dangerous."

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? What do you suggest?"

Vincent solemnly replied.

"Before my father left, he said you might be in danger today and instructed me to protect you."

"At least... please allow me to escort you out of the hall."

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Charlotte felt a slight stir in her heart.

"Oh, so the viscount did not leave early due to illness?"

Vincent paused, then respectfully said.

"I apologize, Lady Charlotte. I lied to you earlier. My father did not leave because of illness. He left because he spotted signs of the bloodborne near you."

"My father... went to track the bloodborne."

"Oh? If he found traces of the bloodborne, why didn't he inform me?"

Charlotte asked, narrowing her eyes.

"Because there were others around when he sought your audience."

Vincent replied matter-of-factly.

Charlotte was momentarily taken aback by this answer, while Vincent continued.

"Lady Charlotte, please allow me to escort you out."

Charlotte gave him an amused look and suddenly smiled.

"Alright."

With that, she took the lead and walked out.

The black cat Nice also leaped lightly, landing beside Charlotte.

"Lady Charlotte, are you planning to fish? Do you suspect Roman-Four?"

Nice's excited voice echoed in Charlotte's mind.

"Perhaps. After all, this escorting act is too typical. His timing was too coincidental and abrupt, making it hard not to suspect."

Charlotte replied in her mind.

"Meow! If I saw correctly, Sebastian was teleported away, right? Aren't you worried?"

Nice asked.

"Not really. He was teleported to the sea about fifty kilometers away. He should be able to swim back by tomorrow morning."

Charlotte replied.

Nice: ...

"Alright, get ready to catch someone. Perhaps... we can soon uncover the bloodborne behind all of this."

Charlotte said in her mind.

As she conversed intermittently with Nice in her mind, Charlotte continued to leave the banquet hall under Vincent's escort, heading towards her study.

However, Charlotte was slightly puzzled because Vincent seemed to genuinely only be escorting her. Until Charlotte entered her study, he hadn't said a word.

Could she have been wrong?

Charlotte was puzzled.

"Lady Charlotte, the Castell guards were controlled so subtly. This indicates that the mastermind is likely someone within the mansion. Please be cautious!"

Vincent said respectfully before leaving.

Then he bowed once more and left with the black-clad swordsmen.

Charlotte: ...

Did he just... leave?

Was her judgment wrong?

Or did the bloodborne behind it all abandon today's action?

Watching Vincent disappear, Charlotte grew increasingly puzzled.

At this moment, Northport Mayor Madoc's voice came from outside.

"Lady Charlotte, I have completed the investigation and have come to report!"

"Come in."

Charlotte naturally commanded.

Madoc quickly entered the study.

However, what Charlotte heard was not Madoc's report but the sound of the study door being locked.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she slowly looked up to see a familiar yet unfamiliar face.