First Wizarding World War

Charlotte stood in the harbor and looked out to sea for a while.

There was no movement in the diary in his arms, and he knew that he had not yet controlled St. Michael Island.

The ships still left on St. Michael's Island were controlled by pirates on the second and third floors, as well as slave traders and underground businessmen. These people did not believe that anyone could successfully rebel on St. Michael's Island, and not many escaped.

Charlotte acted quickly and controlled almost 90% of the ships. He asked Ben Lanmallock to command all the ships and transported a group of liberated slaves to the city of Cappadocia.

The fleet commanded by Ban Lanmallock had just disappeared on the horizon.

Charlotte looked at the empty St. Michael's Harbor without a single ship, and smiled slightly.

Taban Ranmarok sailed away all the ships, not mainly to transport slaves, but to send all the ships to Menirman.

He plans to send all the slaves of Saint Michael to the city of Cappadocia. If these people want to go home, they can wait for the merchant ship in Cappadocia. If they want to stay and live in Cappadocia, The city is on Geling Island, which is a huge island. It is easy to house these slaves.

If you want to join Menirman or Charlotte's forces, it will naturally be more convenient.

Let’s not talk about the pirates of St. Michael, the bottom pirates. Even if some people have done bad things, there are not many. Charlotte doesn’t have the ability to judge them one by one. She will screen them a little and send them all to Machupi. Incorporate into your own Order of the West Wind.

For pirates in the middle and upper classes, Charlotte will give it to Ban Lanmallock, which is a lot of walking military merit.

Charlotte only planned to leave the most elite team to guard St. Michael's Island. If the Golden Goat Hrolf came back safely, he would definitely escape immediately. If there were other circumstances, he would naturally be able to adapt accordingly.

Charlotte has no regrets at all about not being able to win the first-level city of St. Michael. He has already made a lot of money and severely damaged the Golden Goat Pirates, which can be regarded as completing his "strategic goal".

These pirates don't care about slaves and low-level pirates. To them, these are consumables, but without consumables, the entire city will definitely not be able to function.

Just like many large cities, the well-dressed upper class cannot function at all. Although they control most of the wealth, without the bottom labor force, the city will be a dead city, and all urban functions will be inoperable. operation.

The Golden Goat Hrolf definitely doesn't understand this truth, and there may not be many people in the Old Continent who understand this truth.

The great priest of August Latin, in his elegant robes, said with a smile: "My share does not need to be in kind, just transfer it to my savings union account in Strasbourg."

Charlotte smiled slightly and said: "Why does the high priest need to order this kind of thing? I will make it perfect."

Charlotte saw that there was no trace of the fleet on the sea. Just as she was about to leave with the high priest, she heard the faint roar of artillery.

The two looked at each other and smiled, but did not leave. After waiting patiently for a while, two fleets appeared on the sea level, fighting fiercely.

A fleet has fewer ships, only about twenty, but there is a magic alchemy battleship. A tall and burly figure is floating in the sky above the magic alchemy battleship. With the help of the magic array on the magic alchemy battleship, it is fighting one against three. Fight fiercely with three saints.

The Great Priest of August Latin said calmly: "This is the true use of the Magic Alchemy Battleship. Its greatest function is a movable magic array. As long as the Golden Goat Herolf does not stay away from this Magic Alchemy Battleship, it will be enough." Even if Moorman comes, he may not be able to do anything about it.”

Charlotte looked at it for a while and said, "High Priest August Latin, do you want to help too?"

The Great Priest of August Latin shook his head and said: "Even if there is one more person, it can't change the situation of the battle."

"It's a good thing that the ancient magic battleship of Golden Goat Hrolf was stolen by you. It turns out that he owns the ancient magic battleship and can even turn defeat into victory."

Charlotte couldn't help but click her tongue. He knew that the ancient magic battleship was more powerful than the ordinary magic alchemy battleship, but he really couldn't see how powerful this thing was.

In his eyes, this magic alchemy battleship is already quite powerful.

The High Priest of August Latin was unwilling to participate in the battle, and Charlotte did not force it. She said, "According to the High Priest's inference, does it mean that Senior Menilman cannot win?"

High Priest August Latin said: "That's exactly it."

Charlotte said: "In that case, let's retreat too!"

"According to the current battle situation, the Golden Goat Hrolf will retreat to St. Michael Island in a few hours at most."

"If he can still master the secret of St. Michael Island, Senior Sister Menirman will have no choice but to retreat."

The great priest of August Latin believed deeply.

Although Charlotte is still a little regretful, he knows when to work hard and when to give up decisively.

Young people always like to give up when they shouldn't give up and compete where they shouldn't persist.

They always think that they will gain experience if they fail, but in fact they just waste time and gain nothing at all. Those peers who directly gain success will leave them far behind.

There are countless chicken soups in the world, but every bowl of them is not enough to fill your stomach.

The "pirate rebels" led by Charlotte and the high priest August Latin soon disappeared on St. Michael's Island.

A few hours later, the Golden Goat Herolf, who was fighting and retreating, suddenly felt a layer of energy wrapped around him. He raised his hands suddenly, and a brilliant light shone from his body.

A shadow of a man several dozen picometers tall with wings on his back appeared in the sky above St. Michael Island, and the breath of the Golden Goat Herolf continued to rise.

Menilman took a glance and ordered a retreat.

The three saints scattered one after another. Even though the Golden Goat Herolf had a magic alchemy warship, he did not dare to pursue. After all, Menilman was quite powerful. If there was no persistence of the magic alchemy warship, the Golden Goat Herolf would not be sure to defeat the First Rose of Fars in a one-on-one battle.

Golden Goat Herolf said coldly: "Menilman, as long as St. Michael Island is in my hands, you will never covet it."

"You don't have a magic alchemy warship, even if you have two saint-level helpers, you will never be able to do anything to me."

Menilman's face was calm, but her bright eyes were staring at St. Michael Island instead of looking at Golden Goat Herolf. She didn't know how Charlotte was? Did she escape?

But she must not continue to attack, because St. Michael Island is infinitely powerful, and she can't attack it with the power she has now.

"I hope my junior brother is okay!"