Gospel of Blood-Chapter 583 : Lady Charlotte, you truly are the Saintess!?

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Holy Power.

Charlotte felt an unprecedented sense of holy power.

The dense holy power was like a vast ocean, enveloping the entire Holy Palace.

Such a majestic holy power would incinerate even Legendary Bloodbornes to ashes the moment they entered the Holy Palace.

However, what Charlotte found peculiar was that the threat she sensed did not come from the vast holy power.

On the contrary, she not only didn’t feel threatened by that immense holy power but also felt a sense of closeness, a mysterious call.

But Charlotte didn’t let her guard down.

Because she did indeed feel a threat.

It was a mythical intuition. She could sense the trembling of her divine flame, the warnings of her divine soul, and this trembling and warning grew stronger as they approached the Holy Palace.

Clearly, the source of the threat was deep within the Holy Palace, shrouded in that vast holy power.

Charlotte didn’t know what it was.

Perhaps it was the “Sword of Truth and Judgment” mentioned in the records, capable of slaying Gods, or perhaps it was some other artifacts unknown to Charlotte, or even mythical restrictions and barriers created by the Holy Court to combat Gods.

Of course, it might also be some methods of “Helios.”

“Saintess, we have arrived.”

The respectful words of the Cardinal Priest interrupted Charlotte’s thoughts.

The carriage had stopped, and the door was already open.

Sebastian, who was already standing, looked at Charlotte with a hint of unease and worry, his back to the priests.

Nice, too, had become much more restrained since they arrived at the Holy Palace. His occasional glances at the palace carried an unusual seriousness.

Clearly, the immense holy power enveloping the palace was keenly felt by Charlotte’s two followers.

At the same time, Charlotte felt numerous gazes upon her.

The Holy Knights and Inquisition Knights who escorted them, the priests and clerics guiding them, and even the Legendary figures hidden among the church knights—all focused their attention on Charlotte.

Charlotte also noticed that the positioning of the Inquisition Knights had subtly changed. Although they still appeared to be in an escort formation, they had also cut off the procession’s retreat.

At this moment, Charlotte understood that the second test since entering the Holy City had begun.

It wasn’t hard to guess their intentions.

The holy power enveloping the Holy Palace was so strong that even Albrecht would have to reveal his true form and flee in panic if he were here.

For priests and ordinary people, holy power is a divine gift, a gentle, sacred, and healing energy. But for those deemed heretics by the Holy Court, it is a tyrannical, terrifying death sentence.

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Clearly, the holy power shrouding the Holy Palace was the Holy Court’s second test.

“Saintess, we have arrived at the Holy Palace. External carriages are not allowed inside. Please, you and the knights, proceed to the palace on foot.”

Cardinal Priest Filiberto repeated.

Silence.

Charlotte noticed that after she didn’t respond immediately, the atmosphere around them became subtly tense, and some of the Inquisition Knights responsible for “escorting” them began gripping their sword hilts impatiently.

Even the knights from the Starfall Kingdom sensed something amiss. They stepped forward almost in unison, surrounding Charlotte’s carriage protectively.

Charlotte glanced at Sebastian.

Sebastian immediately understood, turned to the knights, and frowned.

“Stand down.”

The knights hesitated.

They looked at their queen, who didn’t object, and after a few seconds of hesitation, they stepped back.

Charlotte slowly stood up and, with Sebastian’s support, stepped down from the carriage.

She smiled at the solemn Cardinal Priest.

“Lord Filiberto, the Theocracy’s way of welcoming… is quite unique.”

Filiberto’s expression was a bit unnatural.

He coughed lightly and smiled warmly.

“It’s all for the safety of the Saintess. You know, it’s the time of the Pope’s inauguration ceremony, a special period. The church has many enemies in the shadows, and you are a distinguished guest from afar. We must ensure your safety.”

Charlotte made no comment.

She did not expose the Holy Court’s intentions but instead took the lead and walked toward the Holy Palace.

Cardinal Priest Filiberto signaled to the church clerics and knights, who followed, “guarding” the girl on all sides.

Charlotte pretended not to see them.

Her gaze fell upon the Holy Palace, observing it from top to bottom, finally resting on the tall statue of the Divine Lord in front of the palace.

This statue was far more lifelike than those enshrined in local churches.

As Charlotte looked at the statue’s features, she felt a moment of disorientation.

Though blurred, the high cheekbones and angular face were very similar to her memories of Harald.

The only difference was that the statue’s Divine Lord had a thick beard, while her impression of Harald was of a man with only a slight stubble.

This was a middle-aged version of Harald.

As Charlotte approached the Holy Palace and neared the statue, the sense of unease and threat grew stronger.

However, alongside the increasing sense of dread, Charlotte also felt a sense of closeness and an inexplicable calling.

A peculiar sensation arose in her heart.

She unconsciously stopped before the statue, looking into its eyes.

The strange sensation intensified, and in the depths of Charlotte’s consciousness, the Ring Cross symbol in the Gospel of Blood began to emit a faint glow, radiating a golden light.

Murmured prayers started to echo around her, growing in number and urgency.

These were the prayers of believers to the Creator God. As the prayers intensified, so did the glow of the Ring Cross symbol in Charlotte’s consciousness.

At that moment, Charlotte finally understood the nature of the mysterious call.

It was the call of the Holy Court’s faith network!

Charlotte hesitated briefly, then reached out and touched the Divine Lord statue.

At the moment of contact, the Ring Cross symbol in her consciousness burst into brilliant golden light!

Charlotte felt her awareness suddenly elevate, her perception extending infinitely.

Golden light filled her “vision”, and at the end of her “sight”, she saw once again the throne and scepter in the “Kingdom of Creation”, and the sacred door behind the scepter.

She “saw” the holy golden door slowly open, revealing something beyond, enveloped in a radiance of infinite light, embodying countless faiths.

It was a golden Ring Cross, engraved with Thorny Rose.

Though it differed from the description in the Holy Court’s bible, Charlotte knew its name the moment she “saw” it.

The highest holy artifact of the Holy Court, the core of the faith network of the Creator—

The Genesis Arbiter.

“Lord Filiberto, is she… delaying her entrance into the Holy Palace?”

Seeing Charlotte suddenly stop before the Divine Lord statue, a priest couldn’t help but ask Cardinal Priest Filiberto.

Other clerics and knights also focused their gazes on the girl.

Filiberto frowned slightly.

He couldn’t help it, her behavior was indeed somewhat unusual.

She could have entered the Holy Palace directly, yet she suddenly stopped before the Divine Lord statue and even closed her eyes.

Time… it had been two minutes already.

If it were an ordinary believer praying with closed eyes upon seeing the most sacred statue before the Holy Palace, Filiberto would understand.

But he knew very well that the girl before him was no ordinary believer.

She was the subject of the Holy Court’s suspicions, the focal point of the Cardinals’ attention.

From the various messages from the Starfall Kingdom to the intelligence reports submitted by the church, all signs pointed to significant issues with Charlotte de Castell’s stance!

Not only was she likely posing as the Saintess and deceiving everyone, but she also probably collaborated with an Evil God, or worse, was a heretic, the earthly incarnation of the Evil God!

This was the consensus among the priests, clerics, and many church knights here to “welcome” the Queen of Starfall.

So… was she trying to delay time, or attempting to do something before entering the Holy Palace to undergo the “examination”?

Filiberto’s eyes flickered.

After a slight hesitation, he prepared to speak again, but before he could, a change occurred.

Golden particles of light appeared around them, shimmering like snowflakes and dancing spirits.

Dreamlike rays of light trailed golden paths, rising from the Holy Palace and converging from all directions.

Colorful light spread around, and wherever it reached, flowers bloomed, and all things were renewed.

Even the clerics and knights who were touched by the light felt as if their bodies were deeply purified and filled with strength.

Everything… was renewed.

Feeling the majestic holy power, the clerics’ eyes widened.

“What… what powerful holy power! Such strong purifying power!”

“The radiant trails… could this be the Holy Light Manifestation described in the bible?!”

“The Divine Lord above! This is the power of the Lord! The Lord’s gaze is upon us!”

“Praise the Divine! Praise the Holy Court! Praise the great Creator!”

The clerics were excited, their eyes drawn to the dancing particles of light.

But soon, their excitement turned to confusion and astonishment.

The brilliant light continued to spread, and the dancing particles increased in number.

They saw the particles of light swirling, dancing, and finally… gathering around Charlotte, falling upon her.

Holy radiance descended, the entire statue bathed in brilliant golden light.

The light spread, enveloping the girl in front of the statue, bestowing upon her a layer of sacred, radiant glow.

Golden hair flowing, holy light spreading, at that moment, Charlotte seemed like a Goddess descended to the mortal world, exuding an unprecedented holy radiance.

Seeing this, the clerics fell silent.

Their gazes on the girl were filled with doubt, astonishment, and a mix of complex emotions, regret, and fervor.

Nice, hiding behind Sebastian, was wide-eyed.

“Holy… Holy Light Manifestation! The Divine Lord himself has pointed her out!”

“True… no, Lady Charlotte, you… you really are the Saintess of the Holy Court?!”