Gospel of Blood-Chapter 553 : Charlotte’s Myth Friend

Northwest of the Myria Continent, the North Sea.

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This is a region of the ocean far from the mainland, shrouded in mist year-round.

To the fishermen on the North Coast and the surrounding islands, this sea is both mysterious and sacred.

Since three years ago, an ancient legend has spread among the coastal fishermen, passing from mouth to mouth…

According to the legend, this is the domain where the God of the Sea resides. Those who receive the favor of the Sea God will never lose their way at sea, while those who anger the Sea God will face the harshest punishments, swallowed by storms and waves.

If a lucky soul manages to navigate through the confusing waters into this region, they might even see the emissary of the Sea God aboard a ghost ship.

If they can board the ghost ship and pass the Sea God’s tests, they may get a chance to meet the Sea God.

Once they win the favor of the Sea God, they can receive boundless wealth or immense power—anything they desire.

Because of this, despite the terrifying tales of mist and sea monsters in the North Sea, countless fishermen and adventurers have risked their lives to venture into it over the past three years, hoping to become one of the “blessed by the Gods” in the legends.

Of course, less than one in ten returns from such ventures, and those who become “blessed” are as rare as the legends suggest.

However, there are indeed “blessed” individuals. In the past three years, at least three fishermen and adventurers are confirmed to have received the Sea God’s blessings.

Moreover, it is rumored that those who do not return did not die but were taken under the Sea God’s protection to live in another world, a paradise created by the Sea God.

These rumors have only fueled the surge in adventurers heading to the North Sea.

Now, with the spread of these tales, even coastal fishermen have started worshipping the Sea God’s statues, seeking his protection and favor.

The faith in the Sea God… is gradually spreading along the North Sea coast.

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Deep in the North Sea.

Thick fog covers almost the entire sea, making even the moon in the sky blurry.

Beneath the calm sea, enormous shadows occasionally glide by, exuding an ominous aura that sends ripples across the surface.

On the sea, an ancient Northern Dragon-headed Sailing Ship drifts like a ghost.

It has the typical features of a later Northern Dragon-headed Warship, but with an older, rougher style, and its tall sails are tattered.

There are no crew members on the ship, only a skeleton captain with a horned hat sitting at the bow, fishing.

Below the ship, the enormous shadows occasionally swim by, vying for the bait under his fishing rod.

Suddenly, crimson mist spreads over the sea, and the hazy moonlight takes on a blood-red hue.

A gentle breeze blows, gradually dispersing the fog, while the enormous shadows below scatter like frightened fish.

The fishing skeleton captain shivers slightly.

He slowly raises his head. Seeing the crimson mist and the blood moon, the soul flame in his eye sockets flickers.

He quickly sets down his fishing rod and stands up, bowing respectfully towards the blood moon.

“Krystoff, vassal of the Sea King, greets the Eternal Night Monarch, the Embodiment of Darkness, the Bloodborne Progenitor.”

Bathed in the blood moon’s glow, countless bats converge from all directions, eventually forming the appearance of a mature Charlotte at the bow of the ship.

She nodded slightly to the skeleton captain, then smiled and said,

“It seems… I’ve interrupted your fishing again?”

The skeleton captain shook his head hurriedly.

“No, no, I was just passing the time, playing with the sea beasts. Uh, great Eternal Night Monarch, are you here to see the Sea King again?”

Charlotte nodded, and a bottle of aged elf brew appeared in her hand with a flash of light.

“I brought some aged brew to visit him. Is he in the Sea King’s Palace?”

The skeleton captain hesitated.

“Hmm?”

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

Noticing her expression, the skeleton captain quickly said,

“The Sea King… is here, but he’s meeting with a guest. He said no one should disturb him…”

“Oh? A guest? It’s unusual for Oceanus to have visitors other than me. Does ‘no one’ include me?”

Charlotte teased.

Krystoff’s soul fire trembled, and he grew visibly anxious.

“This… this…”

“Never mind, I won’t tease you anymore. I’ll call him myself.”

Charlotte shook her head.

With that, she took a deep breath and shouted towards the distant sea.

“Oceanus! An old friend is visiting, won’t you invite me in?”

Her clear, powerful voice, amplified by divine power, carried far.

Soon, the calm sea began to churn.

Clouds gather swiftly, and fierce winds rise, changing the North Sea’s appearance in an instant.

Immediately, a bold and rugged voice echoed across the sea.

“Which impudent fool dares to call me by my true name?!… Uh… Eternal Night…?”

The waves surged, gradually rising from the sea and forming a vague face.

It was a male face adorned with tentacle-like beards and a horned hat. He was towering and imposing, with a deep, terrifying aura that surpassed even Charlotte’s full display of divine power.

Initially, his expression was filled with anger, like a storm about to engulf the entire sea. But upon recognizing the visitor, his anger quickly subsided, replaced by astonishment, embarrassment, and a hint of guilt.

Charlotte gazed at the embodiment of the Sea King formed by the sea water with a faint smile.

“What’s this, Oceanus? It’s only been two months, and you can’t even recognize the voice of an old friend?”

“Hmph, since when were we old friends? We’re merely acquainted! If you want to be friends with me, wait until you become a true God!”

The vague face grumbled.

“Oh? Is that so? I wonder who it was three years ago that saved a certain weakling from the brink of death. A respectable true God almost fell into the hands of a few mortals due to carelessness… Hmm… I won’t say who.”

Charlotte remarked softly.

The vague face grew more embarrassed, coughing repeatedly and glancing at the sea while giving Charlotte pleading looks.

“Cough, cough… Fine! Fine! My… old friend, aren’t you busy fighting those idiots in the North? What brings you here?”

“Something happened, related to what I mentioned before. You’ve always been curious, haven’t you? So I came to find you and brought your favorite elven brew.”

Charlotte said, lifting the bottle of brew in her hand.

During the three and a half years since her arrival in this era, Charlotte wasn’t always fighting the Old Gods.

On paper, the Old Gods’ power seemed vast, but Charlotte soon realized they were completely disorganized and generally weak.

Thus, while combating the Old Gods, Charlotte constantly sought to find allies to improve her chances of victory.

As a traveler from the future, Charlotte had her eyes set on two key figures: Oceanus, the Sea King, and Artemis, the Moon Goddess.

The reason was simple: both were true Gods and were recorded in legends as being at odds with the Old Gods of Myria.

This included not just the Demigods of the North but also the ancient true Gods of Myria who had yet to awaken.

For Charlotte, these two were natural allies.

Moreover, according to the mythical history, in the “real” history, “Lilith” had allied with Oceanus and Artemis, ultimately defeating the Old Gods’ forces.

Because of this alliance, they became the strongest Gods of their time, emerging victorious in the Mythic Era.

Of course, Artemis later became disillusioned with the elves and chose to retire, and the Sea King’s Church mysteriously declined, leaving the bloodborne as the dominant force, heralding the Blood Moon Era in Myria.

But that was another story.

For now, Charlotte believed that following history and seeking alliances with these two was reliable and likely to succeed.

As for her being a Demigod while the two were true Gods… Initially, Charlotte had concerns about whether they would be willing to converse with her on equal terms.

Charlotte could only rely on her “future information” as her trump card, along with the “follow history” buff.

But when she first met Oceanus, she realized her worries were unfounded.

Despite being a true God, when Charlotte woke him up according to bloodborne’s history, she found him in a dire state.

Not only was he weak from his slumber, but his resting place had also been discovered.

When Charlotte arrived, mortals were trying to “slay the God” and seize his divinity.

Although historical inertia suggested Oceanus would escape, Charlotte still intervened to save him, creating an opportunity to bond and earn his gratitude.

In the three years since, Charlotte had taught him the advanced faith methods used by future Gods, helping him regain his strength and deepening their friendship.

Now, Oceanus had regained nearly half of his strength, far surpassing Charlotte’s current power.

Despite the reversal of their power dynamics, Oceanus’s attitude towards Charlotte hadn’t changed much.

During those three years, Charlotte often sought his advice on how to become a God, and their interactions allowed her to understand his character.

Contrary to his rugged and terrifying appearance, he had a fiery temper, was physically strong but simple-minded, often outspoken yet loyal, generous, and a bit proud.

Initially, Charlotte approached him with the intent of seeking a powerful ally. But now, she genuinely considered him a friend.

His personality was exactly what she looked for in a friend, reminiscent of her close buddies from her past life.

And after three years, Oceanus had indeed become Charlotte’s myth friend.