I am the heroine's godfather!

Charlotte felt victory was assured!

The mechanism creaked and pulled the ceiling upwards. Charlotte took a deep breath and rushed to the next hiding place.

Arrived safely!

Charlotte thought that this trap was only suitable for first-timers, and that it wouldn't be too difficult if she was a little careful. But just as she was relaxing, she suddenly felt a dark shadow above her head.

not good!

Charlotte looked up abruptly and saw that the eyes of the little gargoyle that had been lurking above her were gleaming.

Charlotte tried to dodge, but in such a narrow space, where could she possibly hide? She could only watch helplessly as the dark figure attacked her, the weapon in its hand about to strike Charlotte's forehead.

Do we have to start all over again?

Serena couldn't help but feel a little worried and took Loran's hand, but Loran didn't show any concern. He just said, "Just watch, Charlotte isn't that weak."

Although he was worried about whether it would discourage the child, Loran still had a lot of faith in Charlotte's abilities.

At the critical moment, Charlotte actually stretched out her arm and took the hit head-on thanks to her armor! Charlotte's health bar instantly dropped by a third, but that was enough. Charlotte pierced the gargoyle's chest with her sword.

The Watcher is, after all, a silver-quality sword. Although Charlotte couldn't unleash its full power, a chest-piercing blow at such close range was enough to kill the gargoyle.

Once Charlotte was sure the gargoyles had stopped moving, she breathed a sigh of relief. Although she felt a lingering fear, she was also quite pleased with herself: See? I can easily handle even a sudden ambush!

However, the throbbing pain in her left arm made her suppress her smile. Her previous three deaths had all been instantaneous, ending before she even felt the pain; this was her first injury since entering the maze.

Seeing that her health bar was already a third depleted, Charlotte couldn't help but sigh. She pulled out a red potion bottle, poured it down her throat, and her health bar immediately returned to full, and the pain in her body disappeared completely.

Charlotte exhaled a breath of stale air and looked outside; the door in front of her was not far away.

Next time we'll be able to get through.

Charlotte focused her mind, waited for the next opportunity, and then, unsurprisingly, rushed forward.

"Great!"

Charlotte stood on the stairs and let out a long sigh.

The rest of the journey was not difficult. Although there were still many small gargoyles and skeletons, Charlotte did not feel any difficulty.

Then the difficulties arose.

Standing in the final room, Charlotte blinked. She was surrounded by walls, and the only exit in front of her led down to the room she had just been in—the room where the spikes had crashed down.

Where is the road?

There are no hidden roads here, are there?

No, that's not right, Charlotte. Think carefully, there must be something we haven't discovered yet.

Charlotte looked out from the exit and saw the ceiling still collapsing downwards time and time again.

Wait, there are no spikes on the other side of the ceiling!

Charlotte frowned. Should she give it a try?

If that doesn't work, wouldn't that mean...?

No, Charlotte, how can you be sure it's wrong if you don't try? Besides, even if it really is a trap, it's just a matter of starting over. What's there to be afraid of?

Even with Loran's protection, you're still so afraid. What will you do if Loran isn't by your side in the future?

While encouraging herself, Charlotte jumped up as the ceiling descended to her feet.

As the ceiling plummeted, Charlotte felt a tremendous impact, causing her to stumble and nearly fall. Thankfully, she saw a path leading forward on the other side.

Is that all? This trap is nothing special! If it were me, I would definitely fill the platforms on both sides of the ceiling with small gargoyles holding crossbows, making it difficult for anyone standing on the rapidly falling platform to escape!

Damn it, how could you come up with something like this? Charlotte, you've gone bad too!

Lost in thought, Charlotte hurried toward the exit.

Stepping out of the falling ceiling and onto the rising stairs, Charlotte gripped her sword as she looked at the wooden door so close at hand.

What other enemies might appear next?

But just as Charlotte was about to push open the door, the mysterious voice rang out again: "Run, traveler, run! That is not someone you can defeat... that is a swordsman worthy to slay a dragon!"

"Under her sword, even the sound of the wind is not allowed to exist..."

Accompanied by a mysterious sound, the wooden door was pushed open, but instead of the other room Charlotte had expected, it led to a corridor that encircled the entire courtyard, which was filled with a flower field of moonflowers that emitted a faint white light.

It appears to pose no danger whatsoever.

But Charlotte remained vigilant; the voice made it clear that there was an enemy ahead, and a very strong one at that.

She carefully stepped into the flower field, shield in hand.

"clatter"

These were Charlotte's footsteps as she stepped into the courtyard, so faint that no one seemed to hear them.

But in that instant, the wind froze, the moonflowers stopped swaying, and even the moon was obscured by dark clouds that appeared out of nowhere.

A flash of sword light appeared! The cold, moonlight-like sword light seemed to transcend the barriers of time and space, flashing before Charlotte with unstoppable power.

Charlotte didn't even have time to dodge; she could only watch helplessly as the sword struck her shield, which groaned under the strain.

No, I can't take it anymore!

Charlotte's stamina bar rapidly decreased, and she could no longer lift her shield. She could only watch helplessly as the longsword knocked her shield away and pierced her chest. In her last moments, she saw the swordsman's azure hair and closed eyes through the gaps in his armor.

She is dead.

Charlotte opened her eyes and found herself back at the entrance.

Charlotte's death count: four; cause of death: killed by an unknown swordsman.

Chapter 42 Miss Charlotte Suffers (Part 4)

She was back to square one, standing blankly in front of the gate. At this moment, Charlotte's eyes gradually lost their sparkle.

The respawn point hadn't refreshed, meaning she had to run through the underground maze from scratch. But what good would running it again do? She still wouldn't have a way to defeat that mysterious swordsman.

She didn't even have the ability to resist; the other party only used two swords, and she died instantly.

Is this really an enemy she can defeat? Why did Loran say this was a dungeon she could conquer? This swordsman's strength is at least two ranks higher than hers, right?

No, no, no, think about it carefully. That voice said, "This is a swordsman who slays a dragon." Does that mean this swordsman is at least a silver-ranked swordsman?

Are silver-ranked individuals really that common these days? Is that true? Charlotte always thought that there were very few people with the strength of that knight commander from the Kingdom of Antaya. How come a silver-ranked person can just pop up in any random dungeon?

Are you kidding me?

Charlotte almost gave up, but then she thought, wait a minute, she had already entered the courtyard by then, right? If that's the case, is there a way to open this door?

Charlotte peered through the crack in the door, and sure enough, it was that corridor! That corridor led to this door.

If I open this door, and then die again, will I no longer need to run through that underground maze?

Charlotte's eyes widened silently. Wait, if she hadn't gone through that courtyard and had instead chosen to open this door through the corridor, would she have avoided having to run all over again?

hiss......

I feel like I'm a little stupid.

Luckily, Loran wasn't here, or he would have laughed at him.

Little did she know that someone was secretly watching her, and even had time to enjoy desserts and black tea.

Having learned from her previous experience, Charlotte faced little difficulty navigating the underground labyrinth again. Soon, accompanied by the mysterious voice, she returned to the courtyard. This time, Charlotte didn't recklessly enter the courtyard, but cautiously walked along the corridor towards the courtyard gate.

Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief as she safely reached the gate. Sure enough, as long as she didn't step into the courtyard, she wouldn't be attacked by that mysterious swordsman.

But now there's another problem.

There's no road ahead.

Or rather, to open the door, one must walk out of the corridor and step into the courtyard.

But......

Thinking of the swordsman's uncanny speed, Charlotte couldn't help but feel a sense of insecurity.

Can I really open the door before killing myself?

No, you don't need to open the door; you just need to pull the latch.

Even so, could I really do it? When I opened the door, my back was completely undefended!

If it can't be opened, the consequences would be unimaginable...?

Unthinkable? What's unthinkable? It's just starting over, what's there to be afraid of, Charlotte!

Charlotte closed her eyes, silently encouraging herself, then suddenly opened them and lowered her body.

Sprint!

Her footsteps clattered on the ground. The wind seemed to freeze again, and this time Charlotte felt a prickling sensation on her back.

If I had been just a fraction slower, I would have died here before the door was opened.

Charlotte gritted her teeth, lunged forward with all her might, and grabbed the door latch. Just then, she felt as if a sword was already pressed against her back.

dying.

but......

Charlotte smiled and, with her last bit of strength, opened the latch.

The lock on the front door was opened.

Teleporting back to the door, Charlotte couldn't help but show a smug look on her face: So what if you're fast? I still managed to open the door!

Charlotte put her hands on her hips and laughed loudly three times, then realized that she seemed to have done something that was not in line with her ladylike status. She subconsciously looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure no one was around.

Little did she know that Miss Serena had seen everything she was doing.

"Little Charlotte still needs to improve her manners."

"No, I don't think we need too much etiquette when adventuring in a maze..."

"Ok?"

"No, no, sister, you're right. Charlotte really should practice her etiquette."

After silently mourning Charlotte's passing, Lorraine declared righteously, "How can a child of the Morganfleur family be without manners?"

Charlotte, it's not that I don't want to save you, it's just that I can't afford to offend Serena.

Charlotte had no idea what she was about to face. She took a deep breath, gripped her sword, and drew her staff with her other hand, preparing to head to the courtyard.

Looking at the practice staff in Charlotte's hand, Loran felt a little confused, then realized that he hadn't told Charlotte that the quill Lucifer had given her could actually be used as a spellcasting medium.

Forehead......

It's okay. It's not good to let children get used to such powerful props too early; it will only hinder their growth.

Lorraine convinced himself of this.

In short, Miss Charlotte prepared herself and stepped into the courtyard once more. Sure enough, that strange pressure reappeared, but this time, with her experience, Charlotte rolled away, narrowly dodging the mysterious swordsman's blade. But before she could relax, the swordsman suddenly changed his attack, thrusting his longsword towards her.

Charlotte was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the sword again, not lasting even half a minute.

The third time, Charlotte died from a swordsman's swift backstab, surviving for one minute.

The fourth time, Charlotte died from the swordsman's powerful straight slash, surviving for one minute.

On the tenth attempt, Charlotte finally dodged the swordsman's longsword and then counterattacked. However, the longsword struck the swordsman's armor, causing no damage other than a shower of sparks.

......

After so many failures, Charlotte was starting to break down. Could she really win this?

No, that's not right. There must be some other information, something I haven't noticed...

That statement!

Charlotte frowned, recalling the mysterious words she had heard when she opened the door.

That person is not someone you can defeat.

In her domain, not even the whispers of the wind are permitted.

The sound of the wind...

It seemed that every time she noticed him, it was because he had stepped onto the courtyard ground?