The applause had not come from anyone beside Charlotte.
That meant someone had infiltrated their midst without a sound, and even Insight had shown no reaction.
What horrified Charlotte even more was that everyone around him had frozen in place. Dorothy, Frederica, Dobbin, Yellow Bear, Spotted Deer Gwen, Gale Wolf Bancroft, all the West Wind Knight Regiment soldiers, and the Silver Doveburg militia stood like wooden statues. Their expressions remained vivid yet stiff, and even the wind had vanished.
For an instant, Charlotte wanted to summon an evil god and perish together with this mysterious, terrifying enemy.
With a click, Charlotte loaded six Demon-Breaking Armor-Piercing Bullets into the magazine of the Hockwell Silver Rhino 13 and prepared to search for the enemy.
A woman in her forties or fifties elegantly walked down from midair, step by step. She possessed a dignified, noble air, but her clothes clearly revealed her identity. She was not an aristocratic lady, but a housekeeper.
Charlotte even stammered as he cried, "Nanny Karen!?"
"Why have you come to Silver Doveburg?"
Saint Karen smiled faintly and said, "Anne simply could not stop worrying. She had an argument with the Count, so I came."
Nanny Karen did not mention the details. When Anne received Charlotte's will, she burst into tears on the spot. The young lady of the Brittany family had immediately wanted to chase after him out of Strasbourg and live or die alongside Charlotte.
How could Count Brittany possibly allow that?
He had a fierce argument with his daughter. Faced with his beloved daughter's insistence, he had no choice but to compromise. He made Anne promise not to leave Strasbourg, then sent Nanny Karen after Charlotte to protect him.
Between emotion and reason, Anne chose reason. She was still only a First-Order Transcendent; even at Charlotte's