first wizarding world war.

Chapter 241 Strasbourg Rose

More than a dozen students from the University of Sheffield seemed to have opened the floodgates of gossip and recalled Charlotte Mecklen.

Sophia Galannod actually remembered this "senior".

Indeed, Charlotte was not famous in school, so when Sophia recalled those outstanding seniors, she could not remember anyone with the last name Mecklen. But when it came to the man who chased away the Zephyr Goddess of Gorgias University, not only Gorgias University, but even the students of Sheffield University had "long heard of his name".

After all, Charlotte is also their senior, and many younger students feel "proud of it".

The feeling was so subtle that it even made these students quickly develop a firm sense of trust in Charlotte.

Sophia Galanold finally noticed that Charlotte's face looked a little ugly, and hurriedly said, "It turned out to be Senior Charlotte. We are willing to follow your instructions in everything."

Charlotte's heart moved, and she asked, "I know a piece of information, but I can't send it to Strasbourg. If any of you can sneak back to Strasbourg and take this information back, I am willing to help you with all my strength."

"This time the orcs have gathered more than a dozen Saint-level shamans. They may use the wind spell to blow up the dust and try to bury Strasbourg."

Sophia Galanold was not surprised at all when she heard the news. She said, "Senior, if this is the news, there is no need to send it back to Strasbourg."

"There are at least 40 to 50 Saint-level warriors in Strasbourg. A mere dozen or so Orc Saint-level shamans can't make any waves at all."

"There are many holy ranks that can resist the orcs' Call of the Wind spell."

Charlotte blushed. She was of too low a birthplace and didn’t know that there were so many Saints hidden in Strasbourg, let alone what rank was above the Saint rank.
Sophia Galanold's words reassured him a little, and he said, "Since there is no need to send a letter, let's just cruise around the periphery of the orc army for the time being."

"I suggest you treat your injuries first. There may be many battles ahead."

Just as he finished speaking, a young man tore off a small piece of skin, pulled out a black cloth bag, and said, "I have the best holy water of light."

"Sophia, you are the strongest among us. You are the most seriously injured in order to protect us. You should recover your strength as soon as possible. Use all this holy water of light!"

Sophia Galannode declined several times, but finally accepted it. She took out a narrow-mouthed ceramic bottle from her black cloth pocket and gently poured the liquid inside onto her arm. White mist surrounded her arm, and the broken bones made a crackling sound and actually grew back.

She treated the wound, hesitated for a moment, raised her slender neck, took a few sips of liquid, and her face immediately turned rosy, and it was obvious that her injury had improved significantly.

Sophia Galanold handed the bottle to another injured person and said, "Nenod, you should also treat your injuries. You are the Dark Knight, and you are the best at frontal combat among us."

The injured man took the bottle without hesitation and took a small sip.

This bottle was passed around. Almost all of these young men had injuries, and they were all very serious. Those companions with more serious injuries were beaten to death by the orcs and had long been used as food.

The young man who took out the black cloth bag looked painful. He actually just wanted to please the goddess in his heart, but he didn't expect Sophia Galannode to give it to everyone.

Sophia Galanold finally handed him the black cloth bag and said, "Go back to Strasbourg and I will pay you double."

The young man wanted to talk, but in the end he didn't say he didn't need to return it. Charlotte just thought it was interesting and didn't bother the young people. After they recovered a little bit of energy, he asked his subordinates to send a batch of weapons for them to choose from.

Nenod picked a knight's lance, and the others also picked suitable weapons. Sofia Galannod hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there a knight's lance of slightly better quality?"

Charlotte was slightly surprised and asked, "Isn't my junior sister a Dark Moon Warlock?"

The young man who had just offered the Holy Water of Light said with some boasting, "Sophia is not only a seventh-level Dark Moon Warlock, but also a sixth-level Dark Knight. Although the twelve goddesses of Gorgia are beautiful, the rose of our Sheffield is the most beautiful flower among the four universities."

Charlotte nodded slightly, and suddenly remembered someone Julian had mentioned, and asked casually, "Junior, have you ever heard of the name of Strasbourg Rose?"

Sophia Galanold's face, which was covered with dust and mud, turned slightly red and she said, "It's me!"

"You've heard my nickname, too?"

Charlotte nodded and said, "I've graduated for many years and I'm not familiar with the school anymore, but a guy named Julian mentioned it to me."

"I was still..."

Charlotte's brain suddenly stepped on the brakes of her tongue. She didn't say "I only know the first rose in the empire", which would have been too low in emotional intelligence.

Sophia Galanold asked curiously: "Julian?"

Charlotte nodded and said, "It is said that he is as famous as you, and his name is Julian Asilo, the youngest person in the sky in Bairon."

Sophia Galanold exclaimed, and the rest of the young students at Gorgia University exclaimed as well. Charlotte hadn't heard much about Julian, but these young people were "well-informed". How could they not know about the youngest and most powerful guys under the age of 20 in the five empires? In their minds, these people were the goals they were going to challenge and even surpass in the future.

They are also the peers they envy and look up to the most.

Seeing that they all seemed to have heard of Julian, Charlotte was a little curious, but she didn't intend to continue the topic, so she said casually: "Speaking of Julian, I remembered that I still have a good knight's lance, but this thing is very commemorative, so I can only lend it to you, my junior sister."

Charlotte casually slapped her hand, and a red bear warrior took the Lion Ball. Charlotte knew that there would be a very fierce battle when she went to Strasbourg this time, so she prepared an extra knight's lance.

Sophia Galanold took the knight's spear named Whale Killer, also known as Lion Pill, and recognized its origin at a glance. She was stunned and asked with some stammering: "Is this a whale killer?

It's summer. It's summer.

Sophia Galanold hurriedly asked again: "Is it Ben Lanmarok's weapon?"

Charlotte smiled and said, "Yes, I was on a diplomatic mission to Ingrimar not long ago, and Ben Lanmaroc insisted on challenging me to a duel. We dueled on the Severnace River in the presence of His Majesty Alfred Guillaume, and he lost the lance to me."

(End of this chapter)