"Divine Statue? Your Majesty, the True Ancestor... I do not know what you are speaking of..."
Albrecht managed a dry laugh.
Charlotte looked at him with a mockingly amused expression, not bothering to continue this fruitless discussion.
While fiddling with the newly manifested Blood Servant Mark in her spiritual realm, she chuckled lightly,
"Albrecht, I am not a patient woman, so... do not even think of equivocating on this matter. You know exactly what I am referring to."
Albrecht: ...
As he sensed a certain threat emanating from the depths of his soul, his smile grew even more unseemly.
As a Taboo Blood Servant, he was the slave of his master, his life and death hinging on her every thought.
At the moment he had accepted the contract to become a Taboo Blood Servant, it signified that he had lost all bargaining power and could no longer negotiate with her.
He had been outmaneuvered!
