The Great Elder of the Salem Clan was unaware of the existence of this letter.
Not just him, but other bloodlines of the two great clans were also unaware of the letter's existence.
"Your Majesty the True Ancestor, we... have not set foot in the forbidden land for six years."
Drado answered thus.
Six years...
What a coincidence?
Excluding the time spent traversing history, it's also been six years since I arrived in modern-day Mireya...
Charlotte thought to herself.
She looked at a few bloodline elders whom she had summoned. After paying their respects to Charlotte, they quickly noticed the two puppets by the throne and respectfully paid homage to them as well.
"So, you haven't received their oracle for six years either?"
Charlotte looked at the two puppets.
Drado respectfully bowed his head:
"That's right, ever since six years ago, the Duke has fallen into slumber, not responding to our calls except for sacrifices."
Sacrifices?
Charlotte slightly raised her eyebrow.
