Chapter 358
Even so, being an adjudicator who strikes fear into the hearts of even the Imperial Council still has many advantages.
At its most basic level, it's a boost to Combat Power. Just like the Great Demon King, who inherited racial advantages as the Golden Wolf Princess, she also inherited Freyabit's power and authority to become a Judge.
That is—the blood of the Emperor!
Indeed, that golden blood, pumping from the heart, flowing through the limbs and bones, and coursing through the soul, originated from the grace of that Divine Emperor.
This is the Freyabite Family's biggest secret.
For millennia, each generation of judges has inherited this grace from the previous one.
The golden blood of the Divine Emperor not only endowed him with an exceptionally strong physical body, near-bug-like elemental talents, immortal regenerative power, awe-inspiring majesty, and a magical source connecting him to the Golden Sea.
Furthermore, it even granted a key that could activate administrator privileges to punish the Divine Sentient Body.
Simply put, this is like using a small cheat normally, and then unleashing a big cheat when the unlock conditions are met, making it BOSS Template that sweeps across the empire.
However, the ruling also comes at a price.
First, one must obey the laws and decrees left by the Emperor.
Secondly, this power can only be used when imperial laws are violated.
Finally, if any of these principles are violated, the golden blood will fall into dormancy, stripped of its past blessings, and randomly passed on to another pure-blooded human, who will then inherit the Freyabit surname.
"No wonder I felt incredibly strong when I woke up. So it was some kind of bug? Wait, this means I'll be even more trapped now!"
Charlotte had originally wanted to find some good news to comfort herself, but then she discovered another reason why she couldn't be willful, and suddenly she angrily wanted to catch a Pure White Witch to bully.
While giving up is an option, being in such a high position, one could easily cooperate with the Countermeasures Bureau to move even more valuable things away.
Moreover, the Court of Judgement is a perfect place for Magical Girl to train and learn, and they can enjoy resources that are no less than those of the Saint Roland Academy.
All things considered, aside from the lack of freedom, it's an absolute steal. I bet if I gave it to other newbies [Witch], they'd be crying tears of joy now that they have max-level accounts.
Charlotte didn't feel happy; it was simply her peak period in her first playthrough, far superior to the Judgement template, so naturally she didn't experience much of a sense of leveling up or gaining anything.
The Saintess murmured to herself:
"Let's sort out our memories first, figure out what we can and can't do, and then go talk to Xiao Qing."
However, shortly after she confirmed the Emperor's decree, she saw a familiar face in her memory.
Charlotte's eyes sparkled. She excitedly slammed her hand on the table and stood up. Without thinking, she used her authority as an adjudicator to ignore the Court of Judgement's magic-suppressing domain, activated a spacetime spell, and disappeared from the spot.
An old house in Avignon City, not far from the Judgement Department.
Miss Fiona stood bewildered in the snow-covered training ground, her eyes lowered as she looked at the mithril knight's sword inlaid with magic gems and the soft armor covering her chest, lost in thought.
Unfortunately, before she could come up with a solution...
Charlotte stepped out of the portal and, with lightning speed, scooped the spirited yet adorable knight princess into her arms, nuzzling her cheek and saying happily:
"Fiona, call me Mom! Hurry up!"
"Hey? Charlotte! What are you doing here?"
The little girl's adorable face was blank and innocent. She had no idea what was going on. She only remembered that a bright light flashed in front of Qing Bao, and she was in this snowy training ground when Charlotte suddenly appeared and arrested her.
Charlotte's expression was serious. She pinched her daughter's cheek, pretending to be earnest, and said matter-of-factly:
"Xiao Shu, you can't call me 'sister,' okay? It'll cause a big problem if someone hears us. Our identities are very important; we can't just go out of character like that!"
Upon hearing this, Chu Wangshu slowly began to process the memories bestowed upon her by the Historical Echo. The more she recalled, the more her pupils dilated.
--Fiona Freyabet.
Seventeen years old this year, a war orphan, she was adopted and raised by the Judge, and inherited the name Freyabet. She is known as the Winter Flower of Avignon City, with a status equivalent to the princess of Winter Territory. She is currently serving as an intern judge.
In other words, Charlotte's sister is her adoptive mother!
So, she... is actually supposed to call the other person "Mom"? No matter how you look at it, that's incredibly shameful!
The Little Cotton-padded Jacket's mind went blank, and her lovely face flushed with embarrassment. Even though the mischievous Charlotte kept urging her, she could only stammer out "I know" after a long time.
Charlotte found it very amusing and no longer rejected the matched identity. She was eager to try it out and decided to bully her precious daughter as much as possible in this Gap World.
At present,
The judge, displaying the bearing of the Blade of the Empire, questioned the young lady with an air of "majesty":
"Fiona, you've gone too far! You have absolutely no respect for the great Judge! You won't even call me 'Mom'!"
Chu Wangshu initially intended to stick to his principle of feigning death, until Charlotte started to act shamelessly, using both moral blackmail and pitiful coquetry.
The little girl couldn't take the torment any longer. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and moved her pink lips back and forth, squeezing out a weak sound from her throat:
"I... I understand, Mom."
As soon as the words were spoken, the sound of something being crushed came from the wind and snow, followed by Charlotte's "Yay!" that drowned it out.
Chu Wangshu finally couldn't hold back her anger and embarrassment, and was about to run to the other side with the Mithril Knight Sword to sulk.
Unfortunately, the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
After enjoying the happiness of being called "Mom," Charlotte easily won back her easily appeased Little Cotton-padded Jacket with just one sentence.
"Okay, let's call Xiao Qing together first?"
Chu Wangshu was completely unable to resist Qing Bao's temptation. She obediently followed Charlotte into the rest area next to the martial arts arena, sat down next to her on a bench, and then couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Sister Charlotte, do you already know where Xiao Qing is? And can you contact her immediately?"
The Doomsday Diva said, feigning seriousness:
"That's right, because Xiao Qing and I are a couple, we have a telepathic connection."
The Little Cotton-padded Jacket thought for a moment and said firmly:
"Fraud."
Charlotte showed no remorse at being exposed. Her eyes crinkled with joy as she pointed happily to the bracelet on her fair wrist, adorned with elements of the rose of Sharon, and said:
"This is a magically crafted token of love, so it can be brought into the Gap World. With it, even if we are far apart, we can communicate without any barriers."
"However, because the empire is so vast, the signal seems a bit weak right now, so we need to inject more magic power."
After saying that, she poured her magic into it, connecting with the Pure White Witch far away in Saint Roland, as if charging a mobile phone.
At this moment, Chu Yuanqing, who was in the academy, was handing out matching storage rings to Chen Yining and Ji Shuzhu. She showed a surprised expression, quickly stuffed the remaining rings to Astrid next to her, and hurriedly left.
On the other end of the phone, the Saintess, pretending to be a kidnapper, said in a serious tone:
"Miss Chu, Xiao Shu is in my hands. You don't want anything to happen to your daughter, do you? Give me a kiss within ten seconds as ransom, or I'll kill her!"
Chu Yuanqing pursed her lips. She felt that if she didn't confess, Charlotte would definitely pester her. So she quietly looked around to make sure no one was there. Then, she kept her cold and beautiful face straight and suppressed her shame as she opened and closed her lips.
Then, a voice like a gummy bear rang in the Saintess's ears.
The Pure White Witch patted her burning cheeks and changed the subject in a stiff tone:
"Alright, can you tell me now?"
Charlotte, knowing when to stop, smiled happily and temporarily shared the Contract Chain channel with her beloved daughter beside her, boasting:
"Xiao Shu is right next to me, listening to our conversation. She's my adopted daughter now, and she just called me 'Mom.' Isn't that amazing!"
Chu Wangshu, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed, leaned closer and said:
"Xiao Qing, don't listen to Charlotte's nonsense! I... I didn't call her that."
Chu Yuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, but also found it somewhat amusing.
But she quickly realized a problem: if Xiao Shu was listening the whole time, wouldn't the other person hear her voice?
Thinking of this, Chu Yuanqing's serious face grew even hotter. She decided to forcibly ignore this detail, pretending that she hadn't noticed anything, and continue talking about serious matters:
"Identity, location, ability, and situation."
"Time is limited, let's exchange information first."
Sure enough, when it comes to serious matters, even Charlotte becomes a little more serious.
Soon, the two had finished exchanging information about each other.
After digesting this, Chu Yuanqing found it utterly absurd. She felt that Lucy Tiffany's identity was already shocking enough, and Astrid had just said that with her authority, she could completely empty the White Chalk Tower's collection of books for the Countermeasures Bureau.
However, even an alchemical genius closest to the Crown Prince could not compare to the unparalleled Blade of the Empire —the Arbiter.
To put it bluntly, if it weren't for the constraints imposed by the ruling, they could already be popping champagne and celebrating their unbridled adventure.
The Tiffany Family + the White Chalk Tower + the Judgement Department.
With these qualifications, she could ascend the throne tomorrow.
Although fully integrating the power of the three parties would be extremely difficult and would inevitably involve round after round of exchanges of interests, it would still be an incredibly absurd start.
Charlotte speculated:
"The ideal world is a gift from Planet Consciousness, and this Gap World is likely different from what we have experienced before."
"Currently, we do have benefits. Regardless of what we might encounter in our current roles, we are clearly capable of having a profound impact on the world."
Chu Yuanqing pondered for a moment, not blindly optimistic. She was well aware of the true nature of this Gap World. Even if the empire had an invincible judge guarding it and seemed to be thriving, the final result would be defeat and destruction.
And by inferring from the effect, both the Judge and Lucy Tiffany, this half- Crown Prince, are characters with an air of high prestige and invincibility, much like characters in anime who would be killed off by the plot.
Therefore, if you are blindly optimistic, you might be killed in one fell swoop by some inexplicable reason or a conspiracy that leads to your first meeting.
Especially...
"Charlotte, have you noticed? The Judge's power is strong, but its limitations are too obvious. If this is exposed beforehand, it will be easy for them to target us."
After Chu Yuanqing finished speaking, she glanced at herself again and said quietly:
"Lucy Tiffany was the same; she was a renowned alchemical genius, but she was physically weak, born sickly, and had very poor magical talent."
"Even if I've figured out some of the secrets of the Magic God Mechanism and personally created Alchemical Puppet, its weaknesses are still too obvious."
Charlotte was about to answer when she suddenly remembered something. She took the unopened letter out of her pocket and immediately tore it open.
Then, the blood-stained handwriting came into view:
"On the border of the continent, Tranquil Ancient Forest was swallowed by a dark wave; a strange phenomenon occurred at the temple of the High Elf Race, suspected to be a divine descent!"
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The Fanor Continent, Tranquil Ancient Forest.
This ancient forest occupies a vast area comparable to a country, containing boundless Magic Element. It is known as the heart of the continent, and only races that are born with control over and adapted to Magic Element, or mages, can reside here for long.
After the end of the Second Divine Age, the Divine Sentient Body, following the Emperor's decree, stripped the High Elf Race of their right to build Sky Island, confiscated their overly advanced technological achievements, and exiled them to the Tranquil Ancient Forest.
It is said that in the very distant past, the High Elf Race did not add the title "High" before their race name.
These beautiful, long-lived, human-like beings were born in the Tranquil Ancient Forest and have lived there ever since, leading carefree lives. They love singing and art, have few desires, are kind and pure, and are quite reclusive.
However, after the gods descended, the elves who were taken as their kin gradually became arrogant and began to fight with other races. They even developed giant war weapons like Sky Island.
The Emperor destroyed the High Elf Race and banished them back to their homeland, restoring them to their peaceful and untroubled state over time.
But at this moment, pitch-black blood spilled from the cracks in the sky, like ink dripping into water, continuously polluting the surrounding Magic Element, stirring up a turbid and filthy terrifying tide that submerged the Elf Race settlement.
This is a disaster. Just as humans need oxygen, Magic Element is a basic substance for building an ecosystem for elves. They will take it in when they breathe. Magic Element mixed with disaster energy is equivalent to poison.
If that were all, at most it would only harm innocent infants and toddlers, and wouldn't escalate into greater casualties.
But the Elf Sanctuary, surrounded by thousands of ancient trees and protected by time-honored spells, and theoretically strong enough to withstand attacks from several legendary figures, is being breached from within.
At this moment, several kind-faced Elf Elder gazed at the heavens with fanatical eyes. They opened their arms as if to embrace the dark, terrifying, soul-shaking blood, and murmured respectfully:
"How moving! After a thousand years, the aura of the Earth Mother Goddess has once again enveloped the Tranquil Ancient Forest. Her gaze is both gentle and ardent. This mercy that transcends the Golden Sea will lead our people back to the sky."
"Fellow countrymen, the Golden Law is about to shatter."
"Rejoice! We are about to usher in the great First Divine Age, and witness with our own eyes the return of our worshipped deity from beyond the world, showering down His supreme glory!"
It was truly a bizarre and terrifying scene; they were gleefully proclaiming their beliefs like fanatics.
The people under the sky, however, were reduced to twisted monsters, howling in agony. Even the Elf Empress, revered and loved by her people and wielding power in the temple, had become a cold corpse.
Alexia Fredtrika lay on the throne, her pale purple eyes empty and cold. Her voluptuous body, draped in veils and branches, was impaled and nailed by a crystalline spear, its blood, Magic Element, and soul drained away, leaving only sorrow on her face.
Not far away were the corpses of more members of the royal family, guards, and even other elders. They all had penetrating wounds and had all died instantly without any resistance or bloodstains.
This was far too unusual. Even the most terrifying violent apparatus of the Empire, the Judgement Department Division, could not have carried out such a clean and efficient operation in the heart of the Elf Sanctuary.
In theory, the Elf Empress could mobilize the Magic Element of the entire temple in one go, resonating with most of the Tranquil Ancient Forest to create a harmonious symphony and bestow a blessing of immense power. One of the top-tier mages could even engage in a brief skirmish with a legendary mage.