Dean Raoul's voice was soft and gentle.

Charlotte felt even more nervous.

Ever since she was rescued, she had always had a doubt in her mind.

That was the fatal wound that once penetrated her abdomen.

The wounds were healed during the sacrifice, but the blood stains and internal organ fragments scattered on the ground at the time of the injury cannot be faked.

There are too many clues to restore the scene.

A failed sacrifice, a victim who was wounded and destined to die survived. This is the biggest problem.

From last night to now, Charlotte has been thinking about how to deal with it.

And she already had the corresponding words in her mind.

Thinking of this, the girl took a deep breath and prepared to answer.

However, when she raised her head, she suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

Beside Dean Raoul, the female knight was still looking at her calmly.

Her eyes were as indifferent and cold as ever.

Being stared at by that profound gaze, Charlotte, who was about to explain, had the illusion that she was being watched.

No.

Or it's not an illusion.

It's a kind of locked spiritual awareness.

She believed in this spiritual sense very much.

Especially after she became a vampire, her inspiration seemed to have been greatly strengthened.

Charlotte had a premonition...

She must avoid telling lies in her next words!

Thinking of this, Charlotte twisted the wound on her palm hard, and the severe pain immediately activated her tear glands.

The hazy mist filled Charlotte's eyes, and she turned into that pitiful little cutie again:

"Monsters...I saw many, many monsters..."

"My grandmother tied me up. She said she wanted to sacrifice me to the Blood Demon Archduke..."

"She turned into a monster... such a scary monster... wuwuwu..."

As he spoke, Douda's tears started to fall like beads, and the pear blossoms were covered with rain, which looked pitiful.

Even Charlotte herself was surprised that this body was so easy to cry.

The power is also there.

Putting aside the expressionless female knight, Raoul's expression softened almost visibly.

"Then...where are the wounds on your body?"

The old priest asked again, his voice very soft.

"I...I heard her begging for mercy, and then...then she died!"

"The injuries on my body have healed..."

Charlotte huddled under the quilt, with a frightened look on her face and a blank look on her face.

There are loopholes in every explanation and lie.

The real skill of speaking is to tell the truth without leaving the other party with no answers and no faults.

After waking up, Charlotte has been thinking about how to eliminate the suspicion between himself and Countess Castel's death.

But later, she figured it out.

Since she can still lie here as a patient, it means that she is still safe for the time being.

If her guess is correct, there may be some unknown reason that interferes with these people's judgment.

Apart from the healed wounds, these people probably have no evidence to point to the changes in last night's sacrifice to her, and at most they have some suspicions.

Otherwise, I wouldn't ask her questions.

In this case, the more you say, the more likely you are to be wrong, the less you say, the less likely you are to be wrong.

Just pick some ambiguous truths and tell them, and she doesn't need to find reasons to explain them.

Anyway, she is just a weak, pitiful, helpless and young victim.

What can a frightened little girl remember?

Dean Raoul was thoughtful.

He glanced at Captain Kara on the other side.

"truth."

The female knight crossed her arms and said calmly.

Grass!

You can actually tell the difference between real and fake!

Charlotte didn't know whether to be happy or vigilant.

The old priest nodded:

"Okay, I'm done asking, Kara, let's start the physical examination and treatment."

The main event is coming!

Charlotte's heart lifted.

She raised her head and looked at the female knight quietly.

The heart was beating wildly and unsatisfactorily.

Can divine counterspell be successfully triggered?

Will there be any strange phenomena after triggering?

If the ritual of detecting divine magic is intercepted, will the other party notice it?

Will I be burned by the divine light?

These questions...Charlotte has no answers.

But now, she can only focus on gambling on the Blood Sacred Scripture in her consciousness.

Captain Kara came to Charlotte.

She put one hand on Charlotte's head, but her right hand was on the hilt of the sword.

This is an extremely cautious demon-hunting knight.

Even now, she is ready to fight at any time.

Even though in front of her is a fragile and beautiful poor girl.

Charlotte held her breath, heightened her vigilance, and looked at the palms covered with calluses and scars.

Kara's eyes suddenly became sharp, and a majestic and cold voice sounded:

"Holy...fire!"

The holy brilliance bloomed in the palm of the female knight, and soon turned into a golden flame, covering Charlotte's body.

Charlotte felt as if burning boiling oil was poured on her body, and unprecedented burning pain erupted in both dimensions of body and soul at the same time.

I'm in a big trough!

Pain, pain, pain, pain!

Even though she was mentally prepared, Charlotte still couldn't help showing a painful expression and almost jumped out of bed.

Almost instantly, Dean Raoul's expression changed, and Carla's eyes turned cold as she drew out the silver sword in her hand.

Oops!

Charlotte's heart sank.

However, just when she thought she was about to reach the GG ending, the familiar crimson light finally bloomed in front of her eyes, and the simple and strange words slowly appeared:

[The "Blood Sacred Book" detects a magical ritual on the way——]

[Technical name: Sacred Fire]

[Spellcaster: Cara Duvall]

[Subject: Charlotte de Castel]

[Spell effect: The sacred fire of God Lord Harald can burn out all existences marked as evil by the Holy Royal Court; when the sacred fire acts on other existences, especially on the bodies of sacred believers, then
To be continued...