first wizarding world war.

Chapter 75 A colleague did not complete the task, I was responsible for finishing it for him
Charlotte didn't want to get involved in this matter anymore.

Besides, he and Madame Pascal did not have a deep friendship, but were just ordinary colleagues. Giving a gift of one franc and sending a private coachman for a trip was already a very good courtesy. If he went there in person, it would mean that the two of them had a "relative-level" relationship, which would be a violation of etiquette.

Mrs. Nancy agreed and took a franc from Charlotte.

Charlotte gave her two centimes more for her errands.

Charlotte took a look at the weather outside. It was gloomy and still raining. He decisively "skipped work" again. After all, as the commander-in-chief of the Lucavaro District Patrol Army, no one would check his "attendance" at all.

Putting this matter aside, Charlotte ate while reading the duel book sent by Vinny Arsenou. He was so addicted to learning cat elf magic yesterday that he had not yet read this "first duel book in his life".

The duel letter is in a standard format and has legal effect. Like a house contract, it is made in triplicate, with one copy for each party in the duel and the other copy to be sent to the "local patrol army office" for safekeeping.

The duel will be in three days!
The witnesses of the duel were Winnie Arsene and Aubrey Teutone Atwood!
The duel was between Charlotte Mecklen and Harriet Alva.

According to the rules of the duel, the time was decided by Harriet Alva, who proposed the duel, and the place was decided by Charlotte Mecklen, who accepted the duel.

Addison's full name is Addison Alva.

Alva's family was a middle-class family. Both children were sent to school. Harriet even went to the National Academy and successfully joined the army. When she joined the army, she was a 44th-class second-class non-commissioned officer. Now she is 32 years old. Because of her bravery in the army, she was promoted at a fairly fast speed. Now she is a 41st-class fifth-class non-commissioned officer, and her position level is equivalent to a civilian fifth-class assistant, as well as a first-class sergeant and a first-class clerk.

If Charlotte hadn't had an accident, she would probably still be a clerk of the 41st grade.

Harriet has more than ten years of training than Charlotte, and she is in the front-line army with rich combat experience. If she had a choice, Charlotte would never want to duel with such an iron-blooded soldier.

After breakfast, Charlotte signed three duel letters, setting the duel location at Machupi Fortress. He kept two copies, after all, he was the commander-in-chief of the patrol army, and asked Mrs. Nancy to send the remaining copy to the Wild Horse Detective Agency.

After breakfast, the sky was still not clear and I didn’t know how long the rain would continue.

Charlotte got up and returned to her room on the third floor, where she began to study her diary and practice Bloody Glory.

Ever since turning Machupi into a labyrinth, Charlotte's mastery of "The Labyrinth of Agmiras" has improved day by day. It's a pity that he can't find a second suitable ruined city for the time being. As for an inhabited city like Strasbourg, it is impossible to turn it into a labyrinth unless he is the owner of the city.

Fortunately, the arrival of this labyrinth evil god from the Agres Sea will take more than eight months, which is not too urgent.

Charlotte's main focus now is still on studying the "Vampire Scroll 〢〨". He has completed the first page and mastered the blood flame energy. He has also completed the second page and completed the blood flame transformation. Recently, he has also made great progress in the burning hands recorded on the third page.

After mastering the rune of agility, Charlotte opened the fifth bloody vortex, but his need for the Spider Technique was not so urgent. After weighing the cost-effectiveness, he chose to devote all his strength to breaking through the Hand of Flame.

Before you know it, a day has passed!
When the room was slightly dim, Charlotte got up and lit the kerosene lamp. He felt a little hungry. He looked at the weather and saw that it had cleared up a long time ago. He went downstairs and said to Mrs. Nancy who came up from the basement, "I'm going out to eat. You don't have to be busy."

Mrs. Nancy bowed slightly and watched him leave No. 58, Champs-Elysees.

The Champs-Elysées was still bustling at this time. Although some shops had closed, others had lit kerosene street lamps. The richest shops even lit up magic lanterns, which shone through the ridiculously expensive crystal glass, displaying the luxurious goods in the shops to every passerby.

Charlotte chose a restaurant she had never been to before and ordered a set meal. He was eating elegantly with his knife and fork in hand. A man with deep eyes, a straight nose, brown hair and gray eyes pulled out a chair and sat opposite him. The most eye-catching thing was the man's ears, which were not on the sides of his head, but slightly tilted to the top of his head. They were covered with fine hair and were a little larger than those of normal humans. This was a typical orc appearance, and his bloodline was quite pure.

This behavior was very impolite, but Charlotte did not get angry. Instead, she immediately picked up the alchemical staff and pulled out the Magnum shuttle.

The brown-haired, gray-eyed man smiled slightly, as if joking about Charlotte's tense attitude, and made a "quiet" gesture.

"Mr. Charlotte, don't be so nervous when you see the orcs!"

Charlotte replied: "According to custom, you should call me Mr. Mecklen. I am indeed very nervous. Are you from the Orc Assassin League?"

Charlotte's ability of insight was giving out warnings frantically, but this time it failed to give out a warning in advance and was forced to be activated after the brown-haired, gray-eyed man sat down.

Strong, orc blood, sudden...

Charlotte can guarantee that this man with brown hair and gray eyes is an assassin from the Orc Assassin League.

As for why the other party did not suddenly take action, it is probably because he has some special hobbies.

In professions like assassins and killers, there are not many normal people, but there are a lot of abnormal people, who all have some mental quirks to a greater or lesser extent.

The brown-haired, gray-eyed man smiled and said, "Okay! Mr. Mecklen, I am indeed from the Orc Assassin's League."

"A colleague did not complete his task, and I am responsible for finishing it for him."

Charlotte took a deep breath and was about to attack with all her strength when she heard the man opposite her say, "I have a little quirk!"

"I like to kill the lover of the person being assassinated first..."

Charlotte was overjoyed and shouted, "My favorite person is Senior Menilman!"

The atmosphere was eerily quiet for a moment!

The brown-haired, gray-eyed man took a deep breath and said, "Change your lover! For example..."

Charlotte answered first: "Dame Methu!"

"I like these older ones, they're chewy!"

The brown-haired, grey-eyed man was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "It's not like I can't give up this little hobby."

Charlotte held the alchemical staff horizontally in her mouth, shook her body, and turned into a clever young cat. She leaped hard and rushed onto the roof. Then she stepped on the roof, twisted her waist, dodged the three flying knives that were chasing her, and rushed out of the restaurant like lightning.

(End of this chapter)