Chapter Seventy-Seven: Proud Gloria
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"What do you like to do, Lord Earl?"
"Experiment and learn, analyze new spell models, learn new knowledge, and challenge different experiments...... These are all things that excite me. β
"You're really diligent! No wonder you can become a Master of the Eight Rings at such a young age, I heard that Icewind Castle has a mage tower set up for you, right?"
"Yes!"
"Is it beautiful?"
"I don't know! In fact, it wasn't finished when I left Icewind, and I hadn't been back to Icewind for five years. β
"Five years! Oh my God!" another aristocratic lady covered her mouth, "where have you been all these five years?"
"The Underworld. β
"What are you doing there?" the former girl clearly didn't want to be interjected by a competitor.
"Find something, do a study. Charlotte smirked and pointed to her eyes.
"That's beautiful! Your eyes are as charming as rubies, is this the effect of a spell?" a girl who looked to be less than fifteen years old squeezed into the crowd.
"Yes, in fact, it's made from a gemstone. β
"It's so beautiful!" exclaimed the previous girl, and found a new topic, "Is the underworld beautiful? The aborigines there are very unfriendly, extremely unfriendly. β
"yes, when I first went in, I was almost poisoned to death. β
"Oh my God!"
The girls covered their mouths in unison, putting on a sad and sad look.
"Poisoned you, damn pariahs, how dare they hurt you!"
"That's right! all of their lives are not as important as a single hair of yours. If I could, I'd like to send those untouchables to hell!"
Now the girls found a consensus, and they were worried about Charlotte's plight, and they condemned the group of villains who dared to hurt the 'Senluo Wanxiang'. It looked like Charlotte was their husband.
Yes, Charlotte unknowingly added a new nickname, following the "Mobile Library" and "Red Dragon Slayer", the title of "Vientiane Senro" was placed on Charlotte's head.
"Count, can I go to your mage tower in the future? Seriously, I've never seen a master's mage tower. I think that must be great, right?"
"I'm going too! And I've heard that the scenery of Icewind Castle is beautiful, and there are some incredible creations there!"
Whether it is identity, status, strength, or appearance, Charlotte belongs to the top one in this banquet. Therefore, it is normal for girls to have high expectations and affection for Charlotte, and everyone wants to become the future Grand Duchess of Icewind Castle, or the future Lady of the Legendary Mage.
The chirping girls were like birds in the woods, making Charlotte's head spin. He had no idea how Valente had managed to be so comfortable in such an environment.
"Haha, ladies, I know you're curious about my dear cousin, but can you delay a moment and lend me this legendary hero?"
Brent made his way through the crowd and grabbed Charlotte by the neck. Although the girls who surrounded them expressed regret, they were helpless against the former playboy and now the king of Rosent, whose prestige was in full swing.
Charlotte was glad that he had escaped the clutches, and as he walked with Brent, he said, "Thanks to the roots, you finally fished me out." β
Brent blinked, "Don't you think our girls from the West Country are very welcoming?"
"yes, so enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that I was overwhelmed. Charlotte wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Don't say that, brother, I know you're duplicitous. β
"I didn't!" But it's incredible that being questioned by those aristocratic ladies, **, made his biting loneliness at the beginning disappear, maybe this is a man.
"I still like the nobles of Icewind Castle or Miss Mage. But Charlotte still insists that she refuses to be classified as a Brent color, "and that the way they express their liking is more subtle." β
"But it's more persistent, isn't it?" Brent said Charlotte to the back of the tongue, just when the latter thought that the new Grand Guild would be babbling on the subject for hours, as it had done before.
"By the way, do you know a guy named Gloria?"
Charlotte thought for a moment and shook her head affirmatively, "I don't know." That sounds like a girl's name, and it should be in your specialty, doesn't it?"
Look at the girls with whom you have a good relationship, Cecilia, Grand Duke Sylvia, and even Vivien Leigh, don't think I don't know, I can see that they are more or less interesting to you. Ah, yes, and Daphne, the princess of the stars! You're a lot more upscale than me!"
Charlotte's old face flushed, "I don't want to discuss this topic with you! and Fei Wenli is my sister!"
"Archduke Sylvia or your sister!" Brent rolled his eyes, "Well! I don't want to argue with you about it, and I'm not interested in interfering in your love life. I just wanted to ask you if you know someone named Gloria. β
"What does she look like?" he stressed twice, leaving Charlotte unsure.
"If I had known what she looked like, I would have dismantled her a long time ago!" Brent handed Charlotte a glass of red wine, "Drink it in moderation and recover more of your body to some extent." β
Charlotte waved her hand, "That young lady who doesn't know her appearance provoked you?"
"No, to be exact, it provoked us. Brent pulled out a letter box from his bosom, "Because you just woke up in the morning, and I have to prepare for the wedding, I haven't had time to tell you yet." You know, people of the level of Hellington and Truman, we usually sew up their bodies and send them to the enemy for burial. It's not that I don't want to put them in the wilderness, but considering that they are still standing in the Temple of Tyranny behind them, this idea has to be abandoned. β
Charlotte took the letter and asked as she opened it, "And then?"
"Then the problem was great, and when we took Gerpenshire, intending to collect Herington's body, we found that he was a dried corpse. Brent drank the red wine in annoyance and sent a dried corpse to the Temple of Tyranny, which was undoubtedly a provocation to Bane and the Church of Tyranny.
"Dry corpse?" Charlotte was puzzled.
Literally, the blood in his body was gone. Not only him, but also the mages who died in our battle, the priests who died in the Temple of Tyranny, and some high-level professionals, all the blood in their bodies was gone. Disturbingly, the troops responsible for escorting the captives and transporting the bodies of the big men were unaware. β
Charlotte remembered the rumors she had heard a while ago that there had been a murder of a mage in the occupied area of Hocent, and that the poor mage was left with a dried corpse.
At this time, the envelope was opened, and Charlotte saw the words inside.
- To Mr. Sen Luo Wanxiang:
First of all, let me congratulate you on your new title, one of the twin walls of Icewind Castle, Master Charlotte Clayderman!
You've won a legendary victory! I've seen you fight, and it seems that you have an equally deep understanding of the Change-type spells. I thought you would die at the hands of that savage butcher, but it is clear that luck loves you and your companions even more.
I regret not being able to congratulate you in person. So, let me once again congratulate you on your victory and at the same time, thank you for your great contribution to our program.
I never imagined that I would be able to get such high-end material as Hairrington. To be honest, I actually like you as a material more.
That's it!
You know what? Even though my little bad intentions have not been realized, and I can't let the noble you become my precious material, it doesn't matter. Because I know that things don't always go their way.
But when I think about it, it makes me look forward to your future expressions even more. When the news spreads in the near future, will you be remorseful, angry, or indifferent?
From - Proud Gloria
Charlotte put away the letter.
Brent looked serious, "This looks like a war letter, do you have an impression of this mysterious man now?" β
"No!" Charlotte shook her head, "I don't know her, and I haven't heard of her name. But I think this bastard is as proud as the prefix of her name!"
βeven more arrogant than I am!" thought Charlotte. At the same time, the figure of the purple-haired woman seen on the outskirts of the city flashed through his mind.
"Yes, you dare to leave an envelope to provoke after committing a crime in my territory, the key is that you are the one who provokes!" Brent was also indignant, "Don't let me catch her, or I'll have to burn her at the stake!"
"Is there any clue then? If not, I'd suggest you investigate the next purple-haired woman wearing eyeshadow. β
"Look! you know her!"
Charlotte shook her head, "I don't know, but I had a brief fight with her before coming here." And I was only suspicious, because the woman had an air of holiness in her. β
Cousins, you look at me, I look at you, and I have to admit that I have no clue beyond that.