I opened a clinic in the Abyss World

Charlotte declined Ruth's invitation to go to Amman Street and stayed at the temporary clinic to oversee the construction, spending the afternoon setting up the site to ensure it could open the next day.

While tidying up, Charlotte was surprised to find that Buddy's men had completely dug out his magical shield.

According to Buddy, Wolverine's tearing through the protective shield to enter the clinic did not cause any substantial damage to the shield, nor did it consume a large amount of the earth element within it, so the magical protective shield is still functioning normally.

Unfortunately, Charlotte no longer finds it appealing.

After all, Diana had promised to install a level four magical shield in his new clinic, making this level two magical beast core shield completely unnecessary.

However, since it's not broken, it doesn't affect his right to return it.

Charlotte wrapped the tan crystal ball in a cloth and said to Buddy, "Before we go back, could you please take me to Harry's general store? I need to return it."

Buddy agreed and led Charlotte straight to Tucker Street.

"Hey, Dr. Charlotte, you're still alive!" Harry greeted her warmly.

"If I were dead, you'd be facing the wrath of a necromancer right now." Charlotte curled her lip, put the things in her hand on the cabinet, and said indignantly, "Harry, we've been old friends for a while, and your magical shield is useless. It didn't even stop a single attack. Give me my money back."

Harry rolled up the tattered cloth, revealing a yellow crystal ball, and said unhurriedly, "This is a level three magic shield, and it's made from the core of a level two magical beast. It would be strange if it could even work against a level four Wolverine."

Charlotte glanced at him. As expected of the Abyss Know-It-All, he knew everything.

"But you, Doctor, are the real hero. You single-handedly killed Wolverine with a fourth-tier fireball. Once the news got out, I almost sold out of instant-cast magic talismans these past two days." Harry gave Charlotte a thumbs up and said sincerely.

  

"Then you have to give me a share of the endorsement fee, right?"

"Why are we being so formal with each other, just like brothers?"

"Then return this magic shield to me, and give me a fourth-tier magic talisman as compensation."

"Wow, this is extortion!"

After some haggling, Harry finally agreed to take back the Magic Shield for 52000 copper coins.

Charlotte lost two hundred.

However, this magical shield at least gave him a warning, allowing him to react immediately when Wolverine invaded.

Harry put the crystal ball back on the shelf, counted out five gold coins and twenty silver coins, and handed them to Charlotte, saying expectantly, "Now, can you tell me the details of your battle with Wolverine that night?"

"Want to hear it?"

"Absolutely."

"Give me two fourth-tier magic talismans, 30% off, let me tell you the details."

"make a deal."

Charlotte spent 14000 copper coins to get two magic talismans, put them back in her pocket, coughed lightly, and said, "That night was dark and windy, I was lying in bed reading a book..."

"Wait a minute, is that book even legitimate?"

"Nonsense, it's definitely a serious book! 'The Aesop's Romantic Encounters with the Muscular King'."

"Bring this serious book next time for your brother to see, and I'll give you a discount when you buy things."

……

Half an hour later, Charlotte emerged from the general store, her mouth dry, and boarded the carriage.

The actor gave a passionate performance, a useless magician battling a level four Wolverine, and the fee of 6000 copper coins is reasonable, right?

Charlotte was quite satisfied. She sold the useless magic shield to recoup some cash flow and even bought two fourth-tier magic talismans at a discount from the usually stingy Harry.

His battle with Wolverine made him realize the importance of having a trump card even more deeply.

The fourth-tier magic talisman is currently his most readily available and powerful weapon.

Each coin costs 10,000 copper coins and is a one-time use item, but if the timing is right, it can be surprisingly effective in battle.

He fiddled with the two magic talismans in his hand, one a fire-type fireball spell and the other an ice-type instant-cast freeze spell.

The Ice Seal spell is a type of area control magic. Upon activation, it can freeze everything within a ten-square-meter area. The specific duration of control depends on the strength of the opponent.

Charlotte's strength is limited after all; she can only use palm strikes like the one she used against Wolverine at midday.

A slight misstep could send you straight to your death.

He carefully put away the magic talismans. He now had three magic talismans as trump cards, and his strength was steadily improving under the influence of the Power Potion.

Before long, he will be able to break through the 2000kg threshold and become a junior rider.

Think a little excited.

Charlotte opened her attribute panel and took a look.

Wealth value: 3540.

Harry retrieved the magical shield, and although the money went into his pocket, his wealth did not increase accordingly.

Although I'm a little disappointed, this is reasonable.

After all, the money ultimately belongs to him; it's just gone through a few pockets.

If even this can generate wealth points, then the loopholes in the system are too easy to exploit.

Although her wealth value had reached its limit, Charlotte had a surplus of cash, amounting to a total of 124360 copper coins.

This gave him an unprecedented sense of security.

The thought of living at Harriman Estate, where you can eat and drink for free without paying, further boosted my sense of happiness.

"I heard you're going to open a temporary clinic across the street?" Charlotte returned to the villa. Diana, who seemed to be waiting for him to eat, sat on the sofa. As soon as she entered, she turned around and questioned, "Am I unable to support you?"

These words made Charlotte momentarily dazed, as if she were being kept by a sugar daddy.

"No... Madam, you didn't give me any money either?" Charlotte retorted softly.

Diana's expression remained cold and serious. "Do you know how dangerous it is outside? You killed Wolverine, do you think Carol will let this go?"

"I only see patients for half a day. If Carol hadn't gone mad and wanted to break ties with the Harriman family prematurely, she wouldn't have sent someone to kill me in broad daylight," Charlotte said calmly. "I know you'll protect me."

"I..." Diana was speechless for a moment.

It sounds like he's asking for protection, but why does it come out of his mouth so forcefully?

"Let's eat." Diana got up and walked towards the dining table.

"Okay." Charlotte took two quick steps and pulled out a chair for Diana so she could sit down.

Diana glanced at him with some surprise; this guy was quite a gentleman.

Dinner was pretty good. The appetizer was foie gras with cream soup, and the main course was pan-fried steak, which was served with a small piece of bread.

The refined way of eating among the upper class is characterized by small portions.

Diana gracefully set down her knife and fork, ending her dinner.

Charlotte held her knife and fork, looking at the empty plate in front of her, feeling as if her life had ended before it even began.

The most noticeable change brought about by the improvement in strength and physical fitness was his increased appetite.

"Still not full?" Diana glanced at Charlotte, somewhat surprised.

"Yes." Charlotte nodded, not wanting to neglect her stomach just to save face.

"Agatha, go and get him some more," Diana instructed.

"Yes, miss." Agatha smiled and left.

"Are you close to Ruth from Amman Street?" Diana suddenly asked.

Charlotte was taken aback by the question and asked curiously, "Is this something I need to report to you?"

"I'm just worried about it affecting our plans."

"She sees me for medical treatment, and I go to her place to watch her dance. We're fairly familiar with each other," Charlotte nodded.

"Just watching the dancing? Didn't you do anything else?" Diana stared at him scrutinizingly. "I've heard that you two have a love-hate relationship, and there are quite a few stories of heroes saving damsels in distress and damsels in distress saving heroes."

"Did someone give you the latest plot of 'My Years of Hanging Out in Amman' as intelligence...?" Charlotte put her hand to her forehead.

Holy crap!

I, Charlotte, swear I will never let comic book authors live under the same sky!

"I heard it from my friend," Diana said, her gaze slightly evasive.

Charlotte stared at her for a while, then said slowly, "You should avoid having contact with this kind of frivolous friend in the future."

"But how do you know so much? Could it be..." Diana's eyes widened, as if she had discovered something new, "You're reading your own fantasy comics?!"

"Nonsense, no, impossible!" Charlotte panicked. If she admitted it, it would be a complete disaster!

"I heard it from my friend," Charlotte said somewhat guiltily.

"You should avoid having contact with such frivolous friends in the future," Diana said earnestly.

"Yes, that's right, you're right." Charlotte nodded, almost choking on her own words.

Agatha brought in a large steak and a big duck leg, easing the awkward atmosphere.

Charlotte picked up the same duck leg that Vivian had waved in front of him that morning and took a bite. The rich aroma of meat filled his mouth, and the braising sauce perfectly seeped into the duck meat. The tenderness and freshness instantly bloomed on his tongue. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became, and he couldn't stop eating it.

Vivian does indeed have a certain appreciation for food; this braised duck leg is really good.

One bite after another, Charlotte devoured the duck leg, which was half the size of her face.

"Is it really that delicious? How come it tastes so good?" Even Diana, who was already full, couldn't help but swallow.

Charlotte put down the bone she was holding, looked up at Diana and smiled, "It does taste good, but this unrestrained way of eating might not suit your elegant demeanor."

Duck legs are best enjoyed by grabbing them and gnawing on them like this.

It doesn't taste as good when you cut it with a knife and fork.

"Miss, would you like some?" Agatha asked softly.

Diana glanced at Charlotte's greasy hands and oily lips, and shook her head decisively, "I'm already full."

Agatha nodded and obediently stepped aside.

Charlotte then ate a large piece of steak, and only then did she feel her stomach was extremely satisfied.

That's an appetite equivalent to four Dianas.

"Did you eat too much?" Charlotte glanced at Diana's face.

"This little bit of food won't bankrupt me." Diana saw through Charlotte's thoughts at a glance and turned to go upstairs.

Charlotte was relieved and went out for a walk to help with digestion.

Agatha followed Diana upstairs to help her mistress change her clothes.

"Go get me a duck leg, and hide it well so no one else knows," Diana whispered as she walked around the corner of the stairs.

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