Gospel of Blood

Chapter 95: Charlotte the Maid

Although in her past life, she always joked with her friends about wearing maid costumes if certain conditions were met, Charlotte knew very well that it was just idle talk.

Back then, she would never have imagined herself actually wearing a maid outfit one day.

Oh no.

In fact, she couldn't even imagine herself transmigrating to this world.

After all, who could have thought that after staying up all night, working hard, she would suddenly wake up as a cute girl about to be hung on a cross three days later?

"Lady Charlotte, your makeup is done."

The respectful voice of the maid came like music to her ears.

Charlotte also breathed a sigh of relief, stretching her stiff neck a bit.

Although the world of Myria possessed magic, and even illusion magic capable of disguising appearances, she ultimately decided to use the oldest, most cumbersome, yet most reliable method - makeup.

Her beautiful golden hair had been dyed black, her fair skin toned down a bit, and her facial features refined, making her look less childish.

It could be said that she was now completely different from before.

The only flaw might be her pair of bright blue eyes, too pure and beautiful, which clashed with her subdued appearance and dark hair.

However, Charlotte's bloodborne power surged, tinting her azure eyes crimson.

Her turned crimson eyes lost some of their friendliness and gained a bit of mystery, finally matching her dark hair.

Her appearance no longer attracted unwanted attention.

However, it was still of admirable quality.

If her previous appearance could be rated a perfect ten, then now she might be an eight, on par with Sherry.

It seemed... she was still too outstanding.

"Can't you make me look uglier?"

Charlotte asked.

The maid was embarrassed, but Sebastian, who was standing aside, said.

"Master, continuing to apply makeup would make it look out of place."

Out of place?

Charlotte's heart stirred.

She quickly realized that maids who could accompany nobles must have their strengths.

If they didn't have any other abilities, they must at least not look ugly.

The current image of her was just right. Though attractive, was not overly eye-catching, compared to being plain and ordinary.

Charlotte looked at Sebastian again.

The flame elf had finally taken his disguise seriously today, with black hair, black eyes, hidden ears, and a robe instead of his usual tailcoat.

However...

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

She glanced at the half-mask on Sebastian's face.

"Master, the Dreaming Salon itself is a masquerade salon."

Sebastian smiled.

Charlotte: ...

Then why did she spend so much time putting on makeup?

"This is good, get me one too."

She said.

"This, I'm afraid, won't work... Your identity is that of an accompanying maid, and according to the rules of the Dreaming Salon, maids are not allowed to wear masks, only the attending nobles may."

Sebastian said respectfully.

Charlotte: ...

Why did she feel like she'd led herself into a trap?

"Master, why not take a look at the maid outfit I've chosen for you?"

Sebastian suggested, trying to change the subject.

Charlotte no longer dwelled on this issue and instead looked into the mirror.

Unlike the traditional Castell family maid outfits adorned with lotus leaf decorations and a white collar, the maid outfit she was wearing had obviously been modified, sacrificing some functionality for aesthetics.

While the apron remained predominantly white with lotus leaf edges, the jumpsuit portion had been changed from a long dress to a short one, paired with white stockings underneath.

The entire ensemble was decorated with plenty of lotus leaf edges, lace edges, and large bows, giving off a youthful and lively vibe.

"The skirt... Isn't it a bit too short?"

She remarked.

"Um, in the Dreaming Salon, it's already quite conservative. Traditional functional maid outfits don't fit the salon's style and needs and might give away our intentions..."

"As you put it, why do I feel like the maid's identity... isn't very dignified?"

Charlotte asked.

"Well... do you think the nobles who attend the Dreaming Salon are dignified?"

Sebastian countered.

Charlotte: ...

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She feels like she has dug herself into a hole more and more.

Of course, now that she was prepared to take the plunge, she couldn't back down.

Tonight, she had to uncover the secrets of the Blood Demon Cult, no matter what!

"That's enough. Tidy up, we leave early."

Charlotte said, glancing at the sky.

Just then, the window of the dressing room was pushed open with a creak, and Nice's attractive voice rang out.

"Meow? Leaving? Leaving where, Miss Charlotte? Where are you going?"

Sebastian glanced at the black cat and chuckled.

"Master's affairs, pets should not interfere."

Nice: ...

"Pah! A pet? You stupid dog is the pet here! Your whole family are pets!"

The black cat instantly lost its composure, its fur standing straight.

Gracefully lifting a goblet of red wine, Sebastian took a sip, smiling.

"Hehe, that's not bad either. Being the pet of my master is Sebastian's greatest honor."

Nice: ...

"Sebastian, you shameless guy..."

Nice muttered.

"Pot calling the kettle black. In my opinion, someone who peeks at maids bathing every day is even more shameless... As for now, I suggest you retract your intrusive gaze if you don't want to be castrated."

Sebastian said with a smirk.

Upon hearing his words, Nice shivered and quickly averted its gaze from Charlotte's maid skirt, subconsciously shrinking its tail and hind legs.

Of course, it continued to be unrelenting with its words.

"Hmph! At least... I'm not like someone, causing trouble for Miss Charlotte! Getting chased and making Miss Charlotte clean up after you!"

Sebastian: ...

The flame elf couldn't hold back either.

"Oh? Are you saying that you haven't caused enough trouble? Who's always so short-sighted and always being punished by Master?"

Sebastian retorted.

"Meow! But I wouldn't bring Miss Charlotte into danger!"

Nice shot back.

"You useless black cat!"

"You crazy boot-licker!"

Charlotte: ...

Watching the cat and the man quickly getting into an argument again, she rubbed her forehead slightly.

These two... were like water and fire, completely incompatible. Every time they met, they would argue at the drop of a hat, never living peacefully.

"Enough, quiet down."

She raised her voice.

Upon hearing Charlotte's words, Nice and Sebastian finally quieted down, grunting at each other before turning away.

Charlotte glanced at the black cat and asked.

"Shouldn't you be checking on Lottie's information? Why did you come back so soon?"

"Lottie?"

Sebastian's mind stirred.

Meanwhile, Nice smirked proudly, puffing out its chest.

"Meow! Great Miss Charlotte, who is Nice? Nice is an important figure in the Church!"

"Wanting to find out about a priest's information is simply too easy!"

"Oh, so you already have the results?"

Charlotte's gaze flickered.

"Of course."

Nice nodded. Then, it became serious.

"I found out. I finally understand why you wanted me to investigate her... Her identity is forged..."

"Although her name is indeed Lottie, she didn't join the Church as reported in public records."

"Her true information has been hidden by the Church, more precisely, by the High Priest..."

"Fortunately, my authority in the Church has always been high. Even the High Priest doesn't know about this, which allowed me to quietly uncover her true information."

"She has a surname, and... her surname should be very familiar to you, well... if you still have your past memories, you should be very familiar with it."

"Very familiar?"

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

Nice nodded slightly, solemnly saying.

"Her name is Lottie de Brois, the daughter of the late Count Brois, the chief court mage of Borde, who should have died as a blood ritual sacrifice in the Flame Demon Disaster ten years ago!"