Gospel of Blood

Chapter 137: A Deal with the Evil God

The High Priest actually wants to make a deal with me, to form a cooperative relationship?

Listening to the inner thoughts of the High Priest, Charlotte's mood was somewhat strange.

She really didn't know whether to call the High Priest bold or unlucky, to think of seeking refuge with her.

Charlotte's first thought was whether to take this opportunity to permanently deal with the High Priest.

But this thought only flashed by.

When she sensed the High Priest calling her altar, she abandoned the idea.

The thorny rose symbol on the altar was not her own, and even if she could leave the High Priest's soul in the dark castle, she couldn't do anything to the altar in the secret chamber.

She couldn't afford to attract too much attention from the Holy Court.

On the contrary, she needed to lower her own presence as much as possible.

Not only that, but Charlotte was actually quite interested in the "terms of the deal" proposed by the High Priest.

She suddenly felt that this was a good opportunity to obtain some even more confidential information from him, to strengthen her understanding of the Church and the Gods.

She had read quite a bit from the library of the church hospital, but much of the content was obviously for external propaganda and couldn't really help her understand the Holy Court.

Lottie was a new breakthrough, but Lottie was only a First Tier Priest, and her understanding of the Holy Court was definitely not as deep as the High Priest's.

Of course, she had no intention of sheltering the High Priest.

She just wanted to extract some information from him...

Thinking of this, Charlotte let out a soft laugh and said.

"A deal with a mortal?"

That voice, with a teasing tone, contemptuous, with a kind of superiority and disdain.

However, this kind of response was quite normal in the eyes of the High Priest.

Not only that, upon hearing the voice of the Evil God, he immediately became spirited.

"Yes, a deal! I want to exchange the information of the Holy Court for your shelter..."

After speaking, the High Priest anxiously lowered his head, waiting for the response of the Evil God.

While Charlotte tapped the armrest of the throne slowly, she did not immediately answer.

The rhythmic tapping continued incessantly, while the imposing figure on the throne remained silent. The High Priest could only feel as though each tap was striking his soul, making him increasingly nervous and anxious...

Until even he, who was usually composed, couldn't help but restrain himself. Then, the faint laughter emerged once again from the crimson mist:

"You truly are a bold fallen priest."

"But... with your chips, it might not be enough to seek my shelter!"

"If you want shelter, you'll need to offer something more interesting."

Although Charlotte was quite interested in the information about the Holy Court, she didn't immediately respond to the High Priest's proposal.

Apart from the information about the Holy Court, she felt that she might learn more from him...

On the other hand, upon hearing Charlotte's words, the High Priest was not disappointed, but rather excited.

"Mighty existence... So, what do you need me to do to gain your shelter?"

Charlotte let out a soft laugh.

"This question... you need to ask yourself what interesting information you can offer to win my favor."

Listening to Charlotte's words, the High Priest fell into contemplation, while Charlotte realized that the time for her to "summon" the other party almost ended.

This summoning time was ridiculously short, catching Charlotte off guard.

Obviously, with her current power, summoning a Third Tier individual was still too much of a strain, and this time was far shorter than the time when she first summoned Sebastian.

"Think carefully, and let me know any information you have that might interest me, and when I am satisfied, you will welcome my gaze!"

Charlotte said in a deep voice.

After speaking, the crimson mist permeated once again, and the high priest felt that everything around him began to blur...

He quickly realized that the other party was about to end the summoning.

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"Mighty existence! How can I contact you! How can I call your name!"

He cried out hastily.

"You can call me... Nyx..."

The ethereal voice gradually faded away, along with the dispersal of the crimson mist.

When the high priest's consciousness cleared up, he found himself back in the secret chamber.

Thinking about his recent communication with God, his expression changed.

Obviously, the Evil God did not directly agree to his deal.

However, this Evil God gave him an opportunity.

The High Priest was sure, that this God, although classified as an Evil God, might have been a Just God in history...

For such a God, what they said was generally true.

"It seems... I have to sort out the various information of the church."

The High Priest murmured, his expression filled with anticipation.

...

After the end of the High Priest's summoning, Charlotte also returned to reality.

However, unlike the nervous High Priest, she was very calm.

The words spoken to the High Priest were just something she casually said.

It was good to hear some useful information from the High Priest, which would give her some upper hand when facing the investigation of the Holy Court in the future.

But if there was none, she wouldn't force it.

She didn't intend to shelter him, nor did she intend to summon him again in the future.

She had never considered herself a trustworthy person, and for depraved ones like the High Priest, she would not really fulfill her promises.

She just wanted to keep an eye on him using this method.

She also looked forward to his look of surprise the moment when he thought he had escaped danger, only to suddenly meet his doom...

Thinking of this, Charlotte's mood also became pleasant.

Pouring herself another cup of hot milk, Charlotte drank it all in one gulp.

Then, she stretched lazily, preparing to go to her personal practice room and try out the various magic she had newly learned.

Opening the door again, Charlotte ascended to the first floor.

However, when she arrived in the large hall on the first floor, she saw all the young men and women she had recruited from the outer city gathered there.

Dozens of them stood in rows on the side, dressed in uniforms.

Including several maids who had been rescued from the Dreaming Salon by her, not one was missing.

With a cold expression, Sherry and Rand, who had already reached the First Tier Starry Sky, stood at the forefront, with Sherry even using crutches.

Seeing them, Charlotte was slightly stunned.

"Why are you all gathered here?"

Saying this, she looked displeasingly at Sherry again.

"You're still injured. Why are you running around again?"

Sherry pursed her lips.

Then, in the surprised gaze of Charlotte, this usually proud maid suddenly leaned on her crutch, knelt on one knee, and for the first time, her cold voice carried some emotion.

"The Count of Castell, the kind and just Lady Charlotte... Your maid Sherry is willing to offer her loyalty to you."

As soon as her words fell, dozens of young men and women also knelt on one knee.

"We are willing to offer loyalty to you!"

Seeing the determined look on the faces of the young men and women, Charlotte's heart moved.

She knew that after experiencing the sacred judgment and rescuing the maids from the Dreaming Salon, she had finally gained the loyalty of all of them.

If before, it was only because of the conditions and the charm of her demeanor, then now, they truly recognized her as their master.