Gospel of Blood

Chapter 215: The Black Dragon and the Mysterious Mage

“Sebastian? He's calling for me directly, could it be that he has made an important discovery?”

Charlotte's heart stirred.

She pondered for a moment, then stood up and closed the study door, instructing the maid not to disturb her temporarily. She then sank into her consciousness, connecting with the Gospel of Blood within the sea of her mind.

The surroundings shifted once more, and Charlotte found herself back in the mental world of the Dark Night Castle.

She summoned the crimson star sea that represented the bloodbornes and gently pointed at the star that signified Sebastian, which was flashing. A wisp of her consciousness passed through the void and projected itself to where Sebastian was.

...

At a ruined castle perched atop a coastal cliff.

The tall stone walls were already dilapidated, but the past grandeur was still faintly discernible.

At this moment, a fierce battle was taking place outside the castle.

Castell guards, clad in chainmail, hid behind the castle's crumbling battlements, their hands trembling as they gripped their bows, staring fearfully at the sky.

Above them, a menacing black dragon with a wingspan of over fifteen meters was engaged in a fierce struggle with Sebastian.

The furious dragon's roar, carrying immense dragon might, assaulted the soldiers' minds like a tsunami, causing many to foam at the mouth and faint under the terrifying pressure.

Within a one-kilometer radius of the castle, the area was in ruins. Dragon breath had corroded the forest and coastline into a desolate wasteland, with terrifying claw marks and sword scars over ten meters long everywhere.

Sebastian floated in mid-air, a ring of levitating magic power gathered behind him, wielding a black flaming sword.

He looked quite battered but had successfully shielded the Castell guards within the castle from the dragon's breath.

On the black dragon's back sat a black-robed mage wearing a Demon’s Eye mask. He looked down at Sebastian and said with some surprise.

“Impressive, Crimson Flame Blade, once renowned in Eastern Yunette Blacklands. Even with your broken mental state, you still possess the power to contend with a dragon…”

“But no matter how strong your endurance is, how long can you withstand the dragon's might? I don’t understand. You could have retreated unscathed, so why protect these humans?”

“Or have you truly become Castell’s loyal dog as the rumors say, giving up your freedom?”

Hearing the black-robed mage’s words, Sebastian sneered.

He elegantly wiped away the blood from his mouth, and then said indifferently.

“I have chosen to pledge my loyalty to Castell, so I will do my job. My ambitions and pursuits are beyond the comprehension of short-sighted people like you.”

He then gave the black-robed mage a deep look.

“But you, despite being an elf, are associating with the Blood Demon Cult, notorious even among bloodbornes…”

“Oh no, you're not even an elf anymore. I sense a familiar aura on you. You must be an elven bloodborne from the Nez clan of Luna Island?”

“Betraying the elves and your own clan... aren’t you afraid of Luna Island and Nez joining hands to hunt you down?”

Hearing Sebastian’s words, the red eyes behind the mage’s mask flickered.

He almost instinctively covered the pointed ears beneath his mask, then furiously exclaimed.

“Shut up, you trash chased across half the continent by the Pure White Witch!”

“Odossia, kill him!”

The black-robed mage shouted angrily, the black magic book in his hand flashing red.

The black dragon roared and flapped its wings to charge at Sebastian.

Seeing the black dragon rushing toward him, Sebastian smiled slightly.

He abandoned his defense and raised his flaming sword high, chanting rhythmically.

“Imprison, Flame of Death!”

Black flames spread from the sword, transforming into a massive prison that enveloped both Sebastian and the black dragon.

“Dark Knight’s Death Imprisonment? Haha... Sebas, it seems you gained quite a lot of good stuff during your adventures in Eastern Yunette Blacklands.”

“But if you think an incomplete Third Tier imprisonment spell can confine Odossia, that’s truly laughable.”

The black-robed mage sneered.

However, seeing Sebastian’s faintly smiling expression, a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

At the same time, a brilliant light erupted from Sebastian, and a formidable aura surged from him...

Sensing the heart-stopping aura, the black-robed mage’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“You… you’ve regained your strength?!”

“This is bad! Odossia, retreat quickly!”

He shouted, the light from the magic book in his hand flaring, commanding the black dragon to halt its attack.

Blood-red light radiated from the dragon’s body.

The black dragon roared angrily, halting its charge.

The black-robed mage, without hesitation, took out a scroll from his chest and tore it apart.

Brilliant light burst from beneath the dragon, forming a large circular magic array.

The figures of the black dragon and the mage gradually blurred, and they vanished into the light before Sebastian’s flame prison closed in.

Watching the dissipating magic light, a trace of regret flashed across Sebastian’s face.

“Hmph… they ran pretty fast.”

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He chuckled and slowly descended from the sky.

Just as he landed, he wobbled slightly, almost collapsing.

“Sir Sebastian!”

Seeing this, Castell guards in the castle rushed out, with the captain reaching out to support him.

“I’m fine, just a bit exhausted. Check the casualties from the recent battle.”

Sebastian shook his head, refusing the captain's support, then entered the inner hall of the castle alone.

“I need to meditate and rest. Do not disturb me for now.”

He instructed.

“Yes, sir!”

The soldiers saluted respectfully.

Sebastian closed the door of the inner hall behind him.

As soon as the door closed, crimson mist spread around him.

Sebastian sensed it and slowly raised his head.

Everything around him had changed, no longer the dilapidated castle but the familiar Dark Night Castle.

Charlotte’s clear and melodious voice came from the front.

“Sebastian, your mission this time was unexpectedly exciting.”

Sebastian looked up to see his liege seated on the mysterious and majestic Blood Throne.

Perhaps because they were familiar with each other, her form was not the "Lady of the Night" but the "Countess" he usually saw.

“Master, Sebastian failed to keep them here.”

Sebastian knelt on one knee respectfully.

“Doesn't matter, they escaped quickly. There will be another opportunity.”

Charlotte shook her head.

Then she looked at him.

“Just don’t be so reckless in the future. Using your life to imprison the enemy is too dangerous, even if I respond to your call and lend you power.”

“Remember, you are my servant now. I need you alive to serve me, not to take reckless risks.”

Hearing Charlotte’s words, Sebastian was moved and bowed respectfully.

“Sebastian understands.”

Seeing his reaction, Charlotte also sighed in relief.

She had been truly startled just now. When she projected over, she almost collided with the black dragon. Fortunately, it retreated in time. Otherwise, she would have had to forcibly use her True Ancestor powers.

This wasn’t like when they were in Borde City.

At that time, she and Sebastian were close, and the energy consumption for projecting through Sebastian’s body was minimal.

But now… Charlotte estimated that Sebastian should be in the northeastern border area of the county, quite far from Northport, making the projection much more energy-consuming.

Not to mention, just by looking through Sebastian’s perspective at the black dragon and mage, she could sense they weren’t simple.

The mage aside, whose power seemed weaker than Sebastian's, the black dragon was definitely much stronger.

She wondered how Sebastian managed to hold his ground or if the enemy was not fighting at full strength.

“That black dragon just now... it has a familiar aura. Is it the same dragon that was once in the silver mine?”

Charlotte asked.

“Probably… Yes, its dragon might is similar to Gikode’s but more refined, likely the source of the dragon power for that Vadallat bloodborne.”

Sebastian answered respectfully.

Charlotte nodded slightly.

“Odossia… sounds like a female name.”

Sebas nodded.

“It’s a common name among dragons. As you saw, it’s likely a female dragon.”

Charlotte nodded, then asked.

“Tell me, what did you discover during this investigation?”

Hearing Charlotte’s question, Sebastian’s expression turned somewhat strange.

“Master, it’s odd. When I arrived here as you directed, the bloodbornes in the castle had already withdrawn, leaving an empty fortress.”

“We tracked their traces to a nearby city and found signs of Nez clan bloodbornes. However, they didn’t seem interested in entangling with us.”

“Moreover, we even got a list of nobles they recruited in the nearby city from a Nez bloodborne. Before leaving, they even extended goodwill to us, leaving a considerable amount of refined mithril…”

“Master, I’m suddenly confused about what the Nez clan is up to.”

Charlotte: ...

She knew why. It seemed the order from Duke Yorok had been successfully conveyed, and the bloodbornes under Count Lachlan had received the message and begun an orderly retreat.

She had to admit, this Blood Duke of the Nez clan… was quite interesting.

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