Chapter 384
The pain made Lafayette let out a muffled groan. Then, holding the bloodied eyeball, she gently tossed it towards Charles.
The eyeball arced through the air, landing on the edge of the mattress, stopping at a distance from Charles.
The blood-red tendrils that had once connected Lafayette's eye socket began to writhe on the mattress, inching toward Charles like a snail.
Charles raised the blade of his gun and fired directly at the eyeball.
Bang—!
The bullet pierced through the eyeball, and a seed quickly sprouted, drawing out the remnants of its vitality. Charles looked at Lafayette and said coldly, “No living things.”
Such things would only bring unnecessary risks for Charles; she could not accept such bizarre tokens—especially when handed over by a "Newborn."
These flesh-and-blood creations could very well be weapons or means of attack for the "Newborn."
Lafayette hadn’t expected Charles to be so decisive. After a moment’s hesitation, she reached for her neck and removed a necklace, tossing it in Charles's direction.
“This is the ‘Certificate of Enlightenment,’ a mark of the professors from the Pharos Medical Society. With this, you can prove your identity to the Church of the Order of God or the Pharos Medical Society... Just mention my name when you present it.”
Lafayette continued, “Each ‘Certificate of Enlightenment’ is unique. This is your identification, made of pure silver, with no extraordinary materials. You can check it.”
Charles lifted the blade of his gun, using the tip to catch the necklace, then raised the gun, allowing the necklace to slide down the barrel and hang from her wrist.
Even if it bore a mark, the system would automatically spend points to remove it during the exchange. When she had previously exchanged for the Spiritual Notes, the system had automatically stripped away the spiritual imprint.
“Um... the prefrontal cortex...” Lafayette pointed to Charles's pocket and spoke.
It seemed...
There was no more time to waste.
Tap—
Charles reached into another pocket, flicking open the cover of her pocket watch and adjusting the central gears.
“Sorry, Lafayette.” Charles smiled slightly.
“Why don’t you play with the bullet for a while?”
“Head Hunter...”
Click—
The gun body of the **Deadly Blood Roland** cracked like shattered glass, silver fissures spreading across it, shimmering with a trembling light. Charles's index finger twitched as she pulled the trigger.
Boom—!
With a terrifying explosion, a silver seed roared from the barrel, aimed straight at Lafayette's head.
Amidst the chaos of the blast, Charles rolled backward and dashed toward the glass behind her, elbowing it to shatter. She passed through the shards, one hand protecting the prefrontal cortex in her pocket, and sprinted away.
Damn!
Seeing the bullet hurtling toward her, Lafayette's eyes widened in fury.
Smash—
Her head was quickly obliterated, revealing the spine and rapidly healing muscles and blood vessels of her neck.
Yet, Lafayette's headless body charged after the spot where Charles had just been.
A competent "Newborn" wouldn’t be limited to just one set of bodily organs.
...
At that moment, just disembarking from a carriage and preparing to visit the Church of the Order of God, Qiangyin furrowed his brow.
He looked up toward Windsor Palace, where the sounds of explosions and gunfire had already reached his keen ears.
Lowering his right hand, a phantom key appeared in his grasp. He gently turned it, and a resonant sound began to rapidly expand from him, allowing him to sense two figures in pursuit...
And within Windsor Palace, two corpses lay still.
Wait... what happened?
“Your Excellency Qiangyin, we are honored to have you here... Your Excellency?”
Under the gaze of the cardinal of the Church of the Order of God, Qiangyin turned to him and said, “Cardinal in Blue, I may need your assistance...”
...
Charles sprinted forward, her goal simple.
Just drag it out, hold on until time runs out.
Twenty more minutes...
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PS:
Sorry, I’m a bit scattered!
I gave it my all but still almost ran out of time!
I’ll definitely add more tomorrow; I’m feeling a bit burnt out at the end of the month.
By the way, if you have time, remember to vote for Charles on the annual page...
And it’s the end of the month! I’m asking for free votes!
Good night!
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Chapter 208: The Keybearer of Unfailing Strategies (5200 words)
Boom—
“Hmm?”
Tara, standing with her head down alongside other maids, quickly entered the back garden.
“No one is allowed to go without the princess's orders...”
The maid behind her tried to catch up, but couldn’t match Tara’s speed. Soon, Tara spotted two figures bursting out of the glass room.
The Mother Goddess?
Looking at the shattered glass and the two corpses on the bed, Tara didn’t know what had happened, but she understood that the Mother Goddess seemed to be in trouble.
A white shadow darted out, scaling the wall and, in the next moment, Tara’s figure appeared outside the fence.
She quickly glanced in the direction Charles had gone, but by now, Charles was nowhere to be seen, only the headless monster in pursuit remained.
Tara raised her hand, and the white shadow surged from her own shadow toward the headless figure. But in that instant, Tara realized she couldn’t catch up to their speed.
This sudden turn of events caught Tara off guard. She didn’t know what Charles was trying to do, but she knew it was something very important...
How could she help the Mother Goddess?
Tara’s mind raced. Her first thought was to reach out to the members of the Holy Ascension Sect in Ansu City—but she hadn’t recruited her students to Ansu City. The members there were mostly low-ranking liaison officers.
Should she contact those from the Joyous Society?
No, the Mother Goddess had instructed her not to communicate with them anymore. Acting rashly could jeopardize the Mother Goddess's plans.
She could only do what was within her power...
Such a commotion would undoubtedly involve the Mother Goddess's network of connections, her friends.
Tara decided to find them directly, to hide them away. Even if nothing happened in the end, it was better than doing nothing at all.
Just as Tara resolved to act, another sound of iron hooves caught her attention.
That was...
A black armored war chariot, pulled by four horses clad in black armor, racing forward, dragging two figures behind.
One was a member of the Church of the Order of God, and the other, Tara recognized very well.
It was Qiangyin from the Royal Symphony.
Were they heading to pursue the Mother Goddess?
No, their speed was too fast...
Without hesitation, four white shadows surged from her own shadow, rushing toward the center of the stone-paved road, directly blocking the way.
“Hmm?”
The driver of the war horse from the Church of the Order of God let out a confused sound, pulling on the reins to slow the horses down.
His keen eyes caught sight of the shiny emblem that the green-haired girl had pulled from her pocket.
“Your Excellency Qiangyin, the one blocking the way is from the Tribunal.”
“Don’t mind her.”
“Understood.”
Snap—
The cardinal suddenly flicked the reins, producing a cracking sound, and the war horses surged forward once more.
Anyone who dared to stand in their way would be trampled by the iron steeds.
It’s useless...
Watching the chariot about to pass her by, Tara took a deep breath, discarded the emblem in her hand, and slowly pulled out another.
Ding—
With a crisp sound, the spiritual seal on the emblem was erased, and Tara’s figure twisted into a white shadow, disappearing as she ran in the opposite direction.
Sensing this aura, the cardinal yanked the reins sharply, turning to look at Qiangyin.
The Holy Ascension Sect...
A person, possessing both the emblems of the Holy Ascension Sect and the Savior Goddess Sect...
The merging of the churches...
Even knowing this was a conspiracy, he had no choice but to swallow it whole.
Qiangyin stepped up onto one of the armored war horses and turned back, saying, “You go after her.”
“Understood.”
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