first wizarding world war.

Chapter 289 The Return of the Golden Goat
Charlotte stood at the harbor and looked out to sea for a while.

The diary in his arms did not move, and he knew that he had not yet controlled St. Michael's Island.

The ships still left on St. Michael Island were all controlled by second- and third-level pirates, slave traders, and underground merchants. These people did not believe that anyone could successfully rebel on St. Michael Island, so not many of them escaped.

Charlotte acted quickly and controlled almost 90% of the ships. He let Ban Lanmalok command all the ships and transported a group of liberated slaves to the city of Cappadocia.

The fleet commanded by Ben Lanmarok has just disappeared over the horizon.

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

Ben Lanmaroc took all the ships away, not mainly to transport slaves, but to send all the ships to Menilman.

St. Michael planned to send all his slaves to Cappadocia. If these people wanted to go home, they could wait for merchant ships in Cappadocia. If they wanted to stay and live, Cappadocia was on Goling Island, a huge island, and it would be no problem to accommodate these slaves.

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

Not to mention the pirates of St. Michael, the lower-level pirates, even if some of them have done bad things, they are not many, and Charlotte does not have the ability to judge them one by one. She will make a brief screening and send them all to Machupi to be incorporated into her own Knights of Favonius.

Charlotte will give the pirates of the middle and upper levels to Ben Lanmalok, which is a huge amount of military merit.

Charlotte only planned to leave the most elite troops to guard St. Michael Island. If the Golden Goat Hrolf came back safely, he would definitely escape immediately. If it was any other situation, he could naturally adapt to the situation.

Charlotte had no regrets at all about not being able to capture the first level of St. Michael City. He had made a fortune from this deal and had also dealt a heavy blow to the Golden Goat Pirates, thus achieving 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, a city cannot function just with well-dressed upper-class people. Even though they control most of the wealth, without the grassroots labor force, the city will be a dead city and all urban functions will not function.

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

The high priest Augsradin, in his priest robes, said with a smile, "You don't need to take my share in kind. Just transfer it to my savings union account in Strasbourg."

Charlotte smiled and said, "Why do I need the High Priest's orders for this kind of thing? I will definitely do it perfectly."

Seeing that there was no trace of the fleet on the sea, Charlotte was about to leave with the high priest when she heard the faint roar of cannons.

The two men smiled at each other and did not leave. They waited patiently for a while. Two fleets appeared on the sea level and were fighting fiercely.

One fleet has fewer ships, only about twenty or so, but there is a magic alchemy battleship. A tall and burly figure is floating above the magic alchemy battleship. With the help of the magic circle on the magic alchemy battleship, he is fighting one against three, fighting fiercely with three saints.

Grand Priest Ogusradin said calmly, "This is the true use of the magic alchemy warship. Its greatest function is to be a movable magic circle. As long as the Golden Goat Hrolf does not stray far from this magic alchemy warship, even if Zimmerman comes, he may not be able to do anything to him."

Charlotte looked at it for a while and said, "Grand Priest Augsradin, do you want to help as well?"

Grand Priest Augsradin shook his head and said, "Even if I were there, it wouldn't change the situation." "Luckily, you stole the ancient magic warship of the Golden Goat Hrolf. If he had that ancient magic warship, he could have turned the tables."

Charlotte couldn't help but smack his lips. He knew that the ancient magic warship was more powerful than ordinary magic alchemy warships, but he really couldn't tell how powerful this thing was.
In his eyes, this magic alchemy battleship is already very powerful.

High Priest Augsradin was unwilling to join the battle, and Charlotte did not force him. She said, "According to the High Priest's inference, is it true that Senior Sister Menilman cannot win?"

Grand Priest Augsradin said: "That's right."

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

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

"If he still has the secrets of St. Michael's Island, Senior Menilman will have no choice but to retreat."

Grand Priest Augsradin agreed with this.

Although Charlotte still has some regrets, he knows when to strive hard and when to give up decisively.

Young people always like to give up when they shouldn’t give up, and to insist where they shouldn’t insist.

They always think that they can gain experience from their failure, but in fact they just waste time and gain nothing at all. Their peers who directly achieve success will leave them far behind.

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

The "pirate rebels" led by Charlotte and Grand Priest Augsradin soon disappeared on St. Michael Island.

A few hours later, the golden goat Herolf, who was fighting and retreating, suddenly felt a layer of energy wrapped around his body. He suddenly raised his hands high, and a bright light emanated from his body.

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

Menilman took one look and ordered a retreat.

The three saints dispersed one after another. Even though the Golden Goat Herolf had the Magic Alchemy Battleship, he did not dare to pursue. After all, Menilman was quite powerful. Without the persistence of the Magic Alchemy Battleship, in a one-on-one battle alone, the Golden Goat Herolf would not be sure of defeating the First Rose of Fars.

The Golden Goat Herolf said coldly: "Menilman, as long as St. Michael's 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 fixed on St. Michael's Island instead of the golden goat Hrolf. She wondered how Charlotte was doing? Did she escape?
But she would definitely not be able to continue the attack, because St. Michael Island was extremely powerful and it was beyond the power she currently possessed to attack it.

"I hope you're okay, junior!"

(End of this chapter)