The capital of the Duchy of the Romans, Roon.

As the second largest city in the north of the Crescent Peninsula after the North Port, the capital of this ancient principality is no less prosperous than the capital of Castel.

In fact, when the Northland was not yet developed, it was once the largest trading center in the Xingyue Strait, dominating the trade of the entire strait.

It was only with the passage of time that the Northlands continued to develop, and the Eastern Unette Blackland Mercenary Alliance and the Grand Duchy of the North gradually rose, and the trade routes of the Star-Moon Strait gradually shifted northward, and finally the trade center of Roon was replaced by the North Port.

Even so, today Rohan is one of the largest port cities on the Crescent Peninsula, with a population of more than half a million.

When Charlotte stepped onto the harbor docks, she was first attracted by the tall sculptures on the pier.

It was a sculpture of a half-elven warrior.

His face was blurred, and he stood on the dock with a majestic sword, staring straight into the distance.

"Lord Castel, this is the hero of the history of the Romans, the half-elf Romanus who led the Romans to successfully settle on the Crescent Peninsula, and he is also the ancestor of the Romance royal family, and the long sword in his hand is the artifact Roman's sword."

Noticing Charlotte's gaze, Jurst, who was traveling with her, introduced.

Charlotte bowed slightly.

She saw that the sculpture was piled up with various wreaths offered by the people, which showed the great influence of this half-elf hero in the Romanduny.

And just as she was curiously looking at the port city, a group of heavily armed guards soon came to the group.

The knight who led the group looked at the badge on Jurst's chest, and then at Charlotte's clothes and the sailboat with the Castel flag flying by the deep-water dock not far away, and quickly recognized the identities of the two and saluted them respectfully:

"Lord Count Castel, Lord Lord Jurster, welcome to Roon."

Although Jurst is a family squatting blood, he still has basic aristocratic communication skills.

He bowed his head slightly and said:

"Take us to the Romanus Hotel, where His Excellency the Count of Castel has come to Roon to be invited to the Romans ceremony."

The knight saluted again, and soon arranged for a soldier escort, but, in Charlotte's opinion, it was also a kind of surveillance.

After all, for the Falling Star Kingdom, the lord of the Crescent Moon Kingdom can be regarded as the lord of the enemy country in a sense.

In the city of Roon, it is full of lights and lively.

The ceremony of recognition of the Sword of the Romans Ancestors is not something that can be held casually, in fact, it can only be held at the annual Romance Festival, and this year's festival is tomorrow.

Charlotte looked curiously at the surrounding streets, and took a sightseeing tour.

However, Nice may not be able to see this anytime soon.

This guy was seasick, and he vomited on the boat for a day, and it was estimated that it would take a while to recover.

Led by the City Guard, Charlotte and her party soon settled in the high-end hotel of the city of Logon, which was located next to the city's Plaza de la Romanus and the site of tomorrow's ancestral ceremonies.

Charlotte noticed that the preliminary preparations for the square had almost been done, the viewing platform had been set up, the altar had been set up, and the soldiers of the Falling Star Kingdom were busy making the final arrangements for the venue.

"Lord Castel, the Ancestor Recognition Ceremony will officially begin tomorrow, and our people will take you to the Dark Room Destruction Ceremony directly below before the ceremony begins, there is not much you need to do, you just need to intervene in the ceremony step by step."

Count Jurst said.

Charlotte's heart moved:

"When I leave the table, won't I be noticed?"

Jurst explains:

"Master Yoroc has prepared a stand-in for you, and will watch the ceremony on your behalf while you are away."

"Stand-in? Won't anyone see through it? ”

"You can rest assured of this, Lord Yoroc is a senior Duke of Blood, and he has a deep knowledge of illusion magic, and can even match the elders of the Selem clan who control the spiritual inheritance, except for the Roman Sword, no one can see through his illusions, and the Roman Sword has never cared about this kind of worldly strife, it only cares about its own task of strengthening the Roman bloodline."

Jurst said.

Hearing his words, Charlotte bowed slightly.

The Ness clan has an alliance with the Castel family, and at the same time, the Ness clan is obviously very jealous of the "gods" behind the Castel family, so in this kind of matter, the Ness clan will not lie to her.

Not to mention, Jurst himself is also her person in a sense.

"Also, there is a banquet held by the Roman royal family in the city tonight, which will be held in the Roman Palace, and the nobles who come to watch the banquet will be invited, and you are probably among them."

Jurst thought for a moment and said again.

Charlotte's heart moved:

"Is Edward III here too?"

Jurst shook his head:

"His Majesty the King is seriously injured and bedridden, and it is impossible for him to come to Roman, but he should be able to show his face through magic projection at tomorrow's ancestor recognition ceremony, which can be regarded as a support for Prince Henry."

After speaking, Jurst glanced at the time and said:

"Your Excellency Castel, it's not too early, tomorrow's ceremony, there is still some work to be done within the clan, so I will retire first."

"If you want to find me, just go to the front desk of the inn and look for the waiter, this inn is the property of the Ness clan, and all the waiters are our people."

Listening to Jurst's words, Charlotte was not surprised.

In fact, as soon as she stepped into the hotel, she felt a lot of blood.

Although the other party has hidden her identity as much as possible, as the "True Ancestor" recognized by the Blood Sacred Scripture, she can still distinguish the smell of the other party.

"I see."

Charlotte nodded.

With that, Jurst took his leave.

Charlotte looked at the dense crowd in Romanus Square outside the window, thought for a moment, and sank into consciousness again.

The Ness clan takes the Romance Ancestor Recognition Ceremony of Tomorrow very seriously.

She was curious about how many bloodlines the Ness clan had come this time.

The Light of the Blood Sacred Instrument blooms, and Charlotte enters the Night Castle once more, summoning a sea of crimson stars.

Densely lit up with crimson stars, centered on Charlotte, gathered within a five-kilometer radius, more than Charlotte had ever seen before.

As far as the eye can see, I am afraid that there are at least a thousand.

For this ancestor recognition ceremony, the Ness clan secretly dispatched a thousand bloodliners!

In Charlotte's perception, the distribution of these bloodlines is very distinctive, and there are three places at most, one is the tavern where she is located, one is the Roman Palace opposite the Place Romanus, and the other is the Holy Royal Chapel in the city of Romanus.

Obviously, as the current core sphere of influence of the Ness Clan, the Church branch of the Holy Court here has been infiltrated into a sieve by the Ness Clan.

And of all the Bloodline stars, there are three of the largest.

One of the closest to Charlotte, in the direction of the Roman Palace, brings Charlotte's breath somewhat familiar.

She quickly recognized that it was the legendary bloodline who had been photographed through the spirit world when she was attacked in North Harbor, and it should be the Duke of Yoroc of the Ness Clan.

The second star was a little farther away, in the direction of the church, and the breath was a little ethereal and deep, and the light was relatively dim, not like normal blood, but a bit like Sebas's.

Charlotte estimated that it should be a legend with blood blood.

However, it was the third one that surprised Charlotte the most.

It was a star moving slowly in the city, seemingly wandering leisurely.

If the first star only felt familiar to Charlotte, then the breath of the third star ...... She couldn't know better.

She had only dealt with this breath once more than a month ago.

It was none other than Albrecht, the dark apostle of the Blood Demon Order who was forcibly signed a contract by Charlotte and accepted as a blood servant.

"Albrecht? How did this guy come to the Duchy of Roman? ”

Charlotte was curious.

She was wondering whether to spy on the other party, when suddenly her heart moved again, and she sensed the approach of a familiar aura.

Charlotte raised an eyebrow.

She groaned slightly, ending her exploration and returning to reality.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Shirley's voice was heard:

"Lord Charlotte, the waiter at the inn said that someone downstairs was looking for you, saying that it was your old acquaintance."

Charlotte nodded and said:

"Bring her up, she's my old acquaintance."

After a few moments, the door was gently pushed open, and Shirley walked in with a petite figure hidden in a hooded coat.

Charlotte motioned to Shirley to close the door, looked at the petite figure in front of her in a hood, and said with a smile:

"Odosia, why are you in Roon too? What's going on with this outfit? ”

Listening to Charlotte's words, the petite figure lifted her hood, and it was the black dragon maid Odosia who took over the task of finding the Ancient Temple.