first wizarding world war.

Chapter 305: Charlotte Mecklen, I want to hear your screams (asking for monthly tickets)

Charlotte said, "I didn't expect you were a philosopher!"

The golden goat Hrolf 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 that you could remain so calm when facing death."

"Where's 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. I'm sure you have also inquired about it. The Queen Bee is parked at..."

The Golden Goat Herolf interrupted him with a grim smile, saying, "Of course I know. The Queen Bee is docked at 698 Rue des Severntes-sur-Serbe, the mansion given to you by Emperor Ingrimar XV, Alfred Guillaume."

"How else do you want to deceive people?"

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

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

The golden goat Herolf smiled and said, "Is there a beautiful young widow next door?"

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

Golden Goat Herolf said calmly: "I've been to see it in person. No. 698 South Riverside Street in Seventh is on a hill. There is only one house on the hill!"

Charlotte said hurriedly, "The other one is halfway up the mountain, on the back of the mountain, it's 699 South Riverside Street, Severntais!"

The golden goat Hrolf gave you a contemptuous look and said, "Haha!"

Charlotte suddenly felt so tired!

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

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

The Golden Goat Hrolf looked out to sea and said slowly, "Hand over the Queen Bee, or I will make you suffer all the tortures in the world!"

Charlotte shook her head and said firmly: "Don't come out yet!"

The golden goat Herolf sneered, "You won't cry until you see the coffin."

"I will let you know why I am nicknamed the Golden Goat!"

Charlotte asked in astonishment, "Hasn't Charlotte Mecklen fleeced me countless times?"

Golden Goat Herolf's chest was choked with pain. He regretted talking so much nonsense to Charlotte. The person was already in his hands, but he could still be angry again. He grinned and said, "Charlotte Mecklen, I want to hear your screams!"

Charlotte chuckled, "Golden Goat Hrolf! Fart."

Hrolf's whole body was filled with fighting spirit, which stimulated his intestines, and he farted loudly as he was told.

Charlotte hurriedly held her breath and thought to herself: "Fortunately, this is the sea and we are in the sky, otherwise we would be trapped in our own web." The Golden Goat Herolf was horrified and activated his fighting spirit several times in a row, but he still couldn't do anything to Charlotte. In a fit of anger, he loosened his hands, but before Charlotte Mecklen had fallen half of her body, he couldn't help but reach out and grab the other party.

Herolf became more and more panicked. He didn't know what was wrong with him.
He tried dozens of ways to hurt Charlotte, but every time he tried, he would interrupt them with his own hands.

In the end, the old goat's face was filled with 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 hands."

The Golden Goat Herolf watched helplessly as he held his hand out to Charlotte, and then watched helplessly as this despicable, vicious and obscene guy took off the three gold rings on his hand and happily put them on his own hands.

Charlotte said, "Let me go first."

As if his whole body was out of control, the golden goat Hrolf carefully carried Charlotte and landed on St. Michael's Island. Charlotte found a mirror and returned to the mirror world first to ensure her own safety. Then 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. But it's okay, it doesn't affect our cooperation."

The face of the golden goat Hrolf first turned red, then blue, and then...

He fell backward and threw up a cloud of dust on the ground.

Charlotte waited for a while, but did not see the golden goat Hrolf get up. Then she walked out of the mirror and ignored the old goat. She tried them 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 setting up the twenty-ninth maze. St. Michael's Island is about to be turned into a maze.

St. Michael's Island is a maze that requires eighteen trades, during which time one is not allowed to leave.

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

Soon, 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, "I used the magic contract document and played a little word game."

Although they were enemies, Sabastini looked at this fellow pirate, who was ranked higher than herself among the top ten pirates, with sympathy.

This old goat is so miserable.

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

Sabasthenes let out a long howl, and not long after, Domitian was the first to arrive at St. Michael's Island. He was also very surprised when he saw the scene. Charlotte repeated what had just happened in a vague manner.

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 could tell at a glance that the golden goat Hrolf had woken up, but he did not say anything.

After a while, Menilman and Grand Priest Ogusradin also arrived. Charlotte described again how she signed the magic contract document with Herolf.

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

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

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

(End of this chapter)