I am the heroine's godfather!

"Then I'll go too."

Laura was naturally worried about her friend going alone. Although Charlotte was very strong, it was still a bit dangerous for her to go alone.

Although she was not as strong as Charlotte, Charlotte had Kasna. With Kasna around, the two of them could escape even if they encountered danger.

"No, Laura, your existence is now known to them. If you leave, it will likely attract their attention."

Charlotte rejected Laura's suggestion, but she didn't intend to rush into it. Instead, she planned to ask Kasner to provide her with some protection privately.

Charlotte is not used to relying on others, but now is not the time to show her independence. It is better to be fully prepared.

The group exchanged glances, realizing they couldn't persuade Charlotte—after all, even Laura couldn't be persuaded, let alone anyone else, so they could only let it be.

After the meeting, Charlotte approached Cassnet, hoping she could bestow some blessings upon the child. Cassnet initially thought it was a trivial matter, but as she held her breath and prepared to bestow the blessings, she discovered that the child possessed an overwhelming number of blessings.

Her hairband exuded the aura of a vampire; upon closer inspection, it was likely a blessing from a sixth-tier vampire. Kasna pondered for a moment; it was probably a blessing from Loran's sister, the woman named Serena.

This blessing, which was originally considered quite rare at the sixth rank, was actually just the most insignificant one on Charlotte!

The armor blessed by Satan, the necklace containing the blessing of the vampires, and the quill pen she put away containing the blessing of the fallen angels—each of them carried an aura no less than that of the seventh rank, completely befitting Kasna's old friends—those kings of the demon race!

Each of these blessings would be rare on its own, but in this child they seem to be given out in bulk, and they are not even the rarest blessings!

Upon closer inspection, Kasna could also faintly sense an aura of law; without a doubt, this was an eighth-order blessing!

Without a doubt, it belongs to Lorraine.

Even so, even an eighth-tier blessing is not the rarest!

Kasna carefully sensed that aura of utmost holiness.

Even the popes of her time couldn't use such a high-level holy technique.

The only person Kasna could think of who could use such a high-level holy technique was the demigoddess Messiah of the Holy See, whom she had never met but had heard of.

One sixth-tier blessing, four seventh-tier blessings, one eighth-tier blessing, and one ninth-tier demigod blessing!

Kasna gasped.

Where did this "super second generation" come from?

Even a single blessing from these people would be enough to show that the child has an extraordinary background, thus earning her some respect, let alone in the current situation!

Any saint could see the extraordinary nature of this child and would obediently stop, fearing that they might accidentally activate a blessing and be killed.

As for those below the seventh rank...

If you've messed with this kid, you're just unlucky.

"Ms. Kasner?"

Charlotte seemed a little confused, but Kasner quickly shook her head: "No, no, it's nothing."

Then, he used all his strength to bestow the best blessing he could at the moment.

Just brush it off? Huh? If those guys see this, they'll think I, Kasna, am down on my luck! Best wishes!

Although it was unclear why Ms. Kasner's face paled slightly after the blessing was bestowed, judging from her smug and unserious expression, it was probably nothing serious.

"Are you sure you don't need me to go with you?"

Laura was still a little worried, but Charlotte shook her head: "No, no need."

Her eyes held a hint of determination: "These are some of my... private matters."

"……All right."

萝拉也知道夏洛蒂和自己继姐以及继母之间的恩怨，因此也知道夏洛蒂所说的“这是自己的私事”是什么意思每^日.发！书，群【6`5,0/5^0”2*3>3.8】。

"Go Charlotte!"

This was the only way she could express her support for her friend.

And so, the war broke out on the front lines. Laura climbed the city walls, cast a spell, and swayed the course of the war.

Meanwhile, on the flank of the battlefield, in a secluded place, Charlotte quietly bypassed all eyes and ears and headed towards the Bernette family's territory.

The Bernette family's territory wasn't far from the battlefield. At Charlotte's pace, it only took two days for the old house, which had appeared countless times in her memory, to come into view before her.

The old house, weathered by time and witnessing the beginning of Charlotte's story, still stands there.

However, the Charlotte of today is completely different from the Charlotte of the beginning.

Chapter 265 Sneak Investigation

Charlotte gazed at the two-story mansion standing before her, a sense of melancholy washing over her. Few fond memories remained of this place. Her father was bedridden, and her stepsisters and stepmother had bullied her. Perhaps only in distant recollections could she find a sliver of warmth from when her mother was still alive and her father healthy.

But now that her father is dead, and her stepmother and stepsister have become involved with the evil cult, she has come here for two reasons: first, to investigate, and second, if she has the chance, she would not mind taking revenge in advance.

But no matter what, the most important thing now is to investigate.

Charlotte conjured a quill in her hand and casually sketched out a spell.

Spell: Conceal your tracks.

This was taught to Charlotte by Loran after she broke through to the second tier; it was an optimized version of the old spell "Concealed Steps." Compared to Concealed Steps, this spell could even conceal her physical form, making her absolutely undetectable unless she encountered someone a tier stronger than her head-on.

As long as you take good cover, you can avoid even a level 3 opponent.

Of course, this is on the premise of not being touched, since this is only a second-tier spell, and it is not so easy to completely hide.

Charlotte couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating. She never imagined she'd have to hide even in her own home.

She shook her head, estimated the height of the fence, then took a running start, jumped, and landed easily without making a sound.

The fence that trapped her more than two years ago, making it difficult for her to escape, has now been climbed over so easily.

Really...

Charlotte was overwhelmed with emotion, but she quickly shook her head, knowing that business was more important right now.

Although she hadn't returned for two years, Charlotte still remembered the layout of the house. If she remembered correctly, there was a back door at the back of the mansion, from which one could bypass the living room and go down a staircase to the second-floor storeroom. The storeroom was very close to the attic.

The attic...

Charlotte thought about the place she had lived in for over a year, and her mind was filled with mixed emotions. After her father's death, she was kicked out of her room and moved to the attic. But thanks to this arrangement, she could overlook the entire mansion from time to time and had planned her escape route long ago.

Charlotte found herself lost in memories again. She went around to the back door, picked the lock, climbed the stairs, and then emerged from the dusty storage room, carefully stepping on the floor.

She glanced back at the stairs leading to the attic, a touch of nostalgia creeping into her heart. During her darkest days, her only solace was to sit by the attic window and count the leaves on the opposite tree branches; even the sight of a bird flying by could bring her joy for a long time.

But she doesn't plan to go to the small building to reminisce about the past.

Her gaze followed the corridor all the way to the end.

Walking through this corridor and turning the corner, you arrive at the study. It used to be my father's office, but now it's probably become my stepmother's territory.

If you want to investigate Bernette's current situation, that's the place you have to go.

Charlotte narrowed her eyes and silently approached the spot. Several maids walked over, startling Charlotte, but she quickly realized that she was currently in stealth mode and could not be detected by ordinary maids unless there was a physical collision.

Charlotte found it somewhat amusing. She bypassed the maid and quietly approached the study door.

The study door was naturally closed, but Charlotte's current abilities allowed her to hear sounds from inside through the walls.

A faint sound came from behind.

"Mother, the fighting has already begun at the front."

Merta's voice came through, followed by another female voice. The voice was mature, with a deliberate gentleness, sounding like a female fox plotting something.

"I don't care about what's happening on the front lines, because we can't possibly fail no matter what."

Charlotte narrowed her eyes.

This is her stepmother, Swina Bernette.

That is, the current Countess Bernette.

Merta's voice rang out: "Yes, Mother, hehe... Under the guidance of God and the Pope, we are invincible."

Has His Holiness the Pope sent a message?

"Not yet, Mother."

"Stay connected, and remember that only God and the Pope can bring us the future."

"Mother, news has come from Frederick's side that we must take down the rebels."

"Don't bother."

Charlotte's stepmother sneered, "Who does he think he is? Without Allah and the Pope, he wouldn't even be able to sit on the throne! Does he really think he's above me? Hah, how laughable. So what if he's only at the fifth rank? Once I've completed the tasks assigned by the adults, I might not be weaker than him!"

Allah and... the Pope?

Charlotte fell into deep thought.

If God refers to an evil god, then the Pope refers to the pope of the evil god's church.

Although Charlotte didn't know much about the Church of the Evil God, she could guess that the Pope was the highest leader in the Church of the Evil God, second only to the Evil God.

If that's the case, then... does the Bernette family, who were able to receive a message personally delivered by the Pope, play a crucial role in this plan? In fact, according to my stepmother, the mission carried out by the Bernette family was of extremely high status, even comparable to that of the knight commander Frederick who stole the country.

Charlotte pondered carefully, but she couldn't figure out what the Bernette family had that would make the Church of the Evil God care.

But if there's nothing that the Church of the Evil God would care about, then why is the Bernette family able to communicate with the Pope?

Charlotte was somewhat confused.

The sounds from behind the door continued.

"How are the things in the basement now?"

"Still well preserved, Mother."

"Ah, very good."

basement?

Charlotte pondered. The Bernette family did indeed have a basement, which they used to store some of the Bernette family's heirlooms before she left.

Although Charlotte doesn't see it as a treasure now, it is indeed a legacy passed down through many generations of the Bernette family.

So, according to them, what's hidden in the basement? Could it be that the Bernette family is hiding some treasure? Perhaps even a treasure that could attract the attention of the Church of the Evil God?

Charlotte narrowed her eyes, pondered for a moment, then turned and left. Thanks to her ability to conceal her presence, her coming and going went unnoticed by anyone.

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Charlotte pried open the lock on the Bernette family's basement and pushed open the somewhat worn wooden door, revealing a dazzling array of treasures. But none of these were Charlotte's target. What Charlotte saw was an ice coffin in the very center of the basement.

She slowly walked over, and inside the ice coffin lay a figure she knew all too well, fast asleep.

That was... her father!

Chapter 267 Falling into the trap

"Father?"

Charlotte gasped. She rushed to the ice coffin and looked at the pale face inside.

Charlotte had witnessed her father's death. Although her stepmother and stepsisters had treated her badly, they had at least maintained a semblance of civility towards each other before her father's death, so she wasn't forbidden from seeing him one last time.

That's why she witnessed her father being buried in the Bernette family cemetery.

But why, why is my father's remains here? Is it related to an evil cult? Or is there some other reason?

Charlotte looked at her father's face, gritted her teeth, and forced herself to calm down.

She was furious. Why, why was her father, who was already dead, dug up and placed here, possibly even to be used by an evil cult?

No, calm down, Charlotte, calm down. What you need to consider now is why the Church of the Evil God put Father's body here, what their conspiracy is. Don't let anger cloud your judgment.

Despite trying to convince herself of this, Charlotte's hands still trembled with anger.

The basement door opened, and Charlotte turned around abruptly as a familiar voice rang out.

"Oh dear, isn't this the stray dog ​​of the Bernette family? What's wrong? Instead of wagging your tail and begging for your new master, what are you doing back here?"

Her stepmother and stepsister slowly stepped into the basement.

Have you been discovered?

Charlotte frowned, suppressing her anger, and gripped her sword tightly.

She didn't know if it was a trap or if she had fallen into one, but in any case, she was now facing her enemy head-on.

Charlotte's stepmother, Svina, saw the ice coffin behind Charlotte and a mocking smile appeared on her lips: "Ah, so you came back for your good-for-nothing father. What a pity, your father's body now belongs to God."