Nanny Karen remarked, "The Count's people are far more professional than this."
She lightly waved her hand, dispersing the words, then suddenly covered her mouth and laughed. She recalled that on the day they had obtained the investigation documents, the Count had desperately wanted to kill Charlotte himself. She could understand that feeling.
"Even an evil god might want to kill young Mr. Mecklen upon meeting him."
"Because even the paradise of bliss evil gods paint to lure people into corruption could not be as joyful as his days."
"Only Anne could make such a wild and unruly young man willing to let go of his past!"
Nanny Karen wore a kindly expression.
The Dreamscape quietly shattered...
Charlotte sat upright in the carriage, feeling both lost and murderous. Of course he knew what Hughes was using to threaten him with—his memory was perfectly fine! What Charlotte feared most now was whether Nanny Karen knew about this mess. If Nanny Karen knew, that meant Anne knew too...
"Horse lamp!"
"Hughes, I want you to die a miserable death."
"Didn't you want a duel? I'll kill you before both armies."
"To defeat you in reality, I saved several trump cards."
"Then we'll see how many Demon-Breaking Armor-Piercing Bullets your Steel Bones and Iron Muscles can withstand."
Charlotte would never believe Hughes. No matter what Hughes swore, he would not believe him. He had not wanted to duel, but since Hughes insisted on exposing his great secret, Charlotte could no longer hold back. He would kill Hughes in the duel.
Charlotte got out of the carriage. He had recently planned to try condensing a Blood Core, so he had stopped using Bloody Glory to devour life force. Only a Blood Core condensed through his own cultivation could be the purest and most perfect,