First Wizarding World War

Charlotte said: "I didn't expect you to be a philosopher!"

Golden Goat Herolf felt something was wrong, but when he thought of the magic contract that had been successfully concluded, he became confident again and laughed and said: "I didn't expect you to be so calm when you were about to die."

"Where is my Queen Bee?"

"If you return it, I might consider letting you live."

Charlotte said helplessly: "Mr. Herolf, you don't have to think about it. If I can't hand over the Queen Bee, it will not be in my hands. You must have inquired about it. The Queen Bee is parked at..."

Golden Goat Herolf grinned, interrupted him, and said: "Of course I know that the Queen Bee is parked at 698 South Riverside Street in Seventais, Emperor Ingrimar XV, Alfred Guillaume The mansion bestowed upon you."

"How else do you want to deceive people?"

"Mr. Charlotte Mecklen, please share your made-up story."

Charlotte said helplessly: "In fact, there are other residents over there."

Golden Goat Herolf smiled slightly and said: "Is there a beautiful young widow next door?"

Charlotte said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

Golden Goat Herolf said lightly: "I have been to the site to see that No. 698 South Riverside Street, Severntais is on a hill, and there is only one house on the hill!"

Charlotte said hurriedly: "The other one is halfway up the hill, on the back of the hill, it is No. 699 South Riverside Street, Severntais!"

Golden Goat Herolf showed a contemptuous look, and spit out a sentence: "Haha!"

Charlotte suddenly felt that her heart was so tired!

He thought to himself, "Every word I said is the truth, why doesn't this old goat believe it?"

"Is he... so intolerant of honest advice?"

Golden Goat Herolf looked out at the sea and said slowly, "Hand over the Queen Bee, or I will let you suffer all the tortures in the world!"

Charlotte shook her head and said firmly, "Come out!"

Golden Goat Herolf sneered, "You won't cry until you see the coffin."

"I'll let you know why I'm nicknamed the Golden Goat!"

Charlotte asked in surprise, "Hasn't Charlotte Mecklen plucked my wool countless times?"

Golden Goat Herolf felt a blockage in his chest. He regretted talking so much nonsense with Charlotte? The person had already fallen into his hands, but he could still be angry again. He grinned and said, "Charlotte Mecklen, I want to hear your screams!"

Charlotte chuckled and said, "Golden Goat Herolf! Fart."

Herolf's fighting spirit flowed all over his body, stimulating his intestines, and he really farted loudly as he was told.

Charlotte hurriedly held her breath and thought, "Fortunately, this is the sea and we are in the sky, otherwise we would be trapped in our own cocoons."

Golden Goat Herolf was horrified and urged his fighting spirit several times in a row, but he still couldn't do anything to Charlotte. He loosened his hands in anger, but before Charlotte Mecklen fell half of her body, he couldn't help but reach out and grab the other party.

Herolf became more and more panicked, and he didn't know what was wrong with him?

He tried dozens of methods in a row to hurt Charlotte, but every method would be interrupted by him personally.

At the end, the old goat's face was full of fear. He hugged Charlotte and cried bitterly, shouting: "What's going on? What's going on? Why can't I hurt this despicable villain?"

Charlotte touched his head and said: "Hand over the three gold rings in your hand."

The golden goat Herolf watched him hand his hand to Charlotte, and then watched this despicable, vicious and vulgar guy take off the three gold rings on his hand and put them on his hand happily.

Charlotte said: "Let me go first."

The golden goat Herolf seemed to be out of control. He carefully held Charlotte and landed on St. Michael's Island. Charlotte found a mirror and returned to the mirror world first. After ensuring her own safety, she said, "When you went to get the killer whale just now, I modified the magic contract document. I saw that you signed it very happily, so I forgot to remind you. However, it's okay and it doesn't affect our cooperation."

The face of the golden goat Herolf was red at first, then blue, and then...

He fell backwards and smashed a pile of dust on the ground.

Charlotte waited for a while, but the golden goat Herolf didn't get up. Then she walked out of the mirror and didn't care about the old goat. She tried one by one. Just as she found the golden ring that controlled St. Michael's Island, a thought came out of the diary in her arms: Charlotte Mecklen has become the owner of St. Michael's Island, meeting the requirements for arranging the 29th maze, and St. Michael's Island is about to be maze-like.

To make St. Michael's Island a maze, 18 trades are required, and during this period, you are not allowed to leave.

Charlotte casually pulled out the Blue Rattler, replaced it with ordinary bullets, and fired seven times into the sky.

Not long after, Sabastini flew over the island. She saw Charlotte standing leisurely and the golden goat Hrolf lying on the ground. She couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Did you deal with the old goat?"

Charlotte shrugged and said: "Using the magic contract document, I played a little word game."

Although they were enemies, Shabastini looked at this fellow pirate who was ranked above her in the top ten with sympathy.

This old goat was really miserable.

Although she couldn't imagine how Charlotte could trick the golden goat Hrolf into signing the contract and what she did to the contract, she could guess that the old goat was probably fainted by anger just by looking at the old goat lying on the ground.

Shabastini let out a long howl, and soon Domitian was the first to arrive at St. Michael's Island. He was also very surprised when he saw this scene. Charlotte told him what happened just now vaguely.

Although Domitian, the old leopard man, was a little uneducated, he was a saint who had traveled to the New and Old Worlds after all. He had a sharp eye and saw at a glance that the golden goat Hrolf had woken up, but he didn't say it out loud.

After a while, Menilman and Grand Priest Augsradin also arrived. Charlotte described the magic contract she had signed with Hrolf.

The four saints saw that the toes of the golden goat Hrolf were trembling constantly. Although they could not see through the boots, they could tell that the old goat was rubbing its toes...

Grand Priest Augsradin smiled and patted Charlotte on the shoulder, saying, "Mr. Charlotte Mecklen, you have accomplished a great feat."

Charlotte asked casually, "Did you pull the old goat bald?"