Edie looked at Charlotte's outstretched hand in disbelief, he had the impression that no nobleman would ever be friendly to a man like him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He stared at Charlotte's expression hidden under his hood in confusion and confusion, realizing his peeping, Charlotte looked up and bared her mouth at him.

"What a strange man you are, sir, I have never seen a nobleman like you!"

Edie hesitantly shook Charlotte's hand, and when he felt the sincere grip from that small palm, he said with a smile.

"Haha! They privately call me an anomaly, and I think the word heterogeneous is the best way to describe me! My name is Charlotte, and if you see me as a friend, then you can call me Charlotte!"

Seeing his behavior that didn't care about class and etiquette, both Evan and Vivien Leigh were surprised and watched all this with blank expressions.

The word heterogeneous is not a compliment in aristocratic circles, but both Claire and Edie feel that there is a sense of detachment and freedom coming out of Charlotte's mouth at this moment. If all this is just a trick of this teenager, then it has to be said that he has succeeded. At the very least, two children growing up in the slums have already felt his sincerity.

Of course, this is not an aristocratic attitude, although Charlotte grew up in the strict Clayderman family, but in his previous life, he was 28 years old. In his opinion, making friends is only about sincerity and conduct, and the idea that class decides everything not only failed to corrupt him, who grew up under the red flag, but made him feel that some of the aristocratic ways were too hypocritical.

Of course, he had to admit that in the entire world of Steeu, the aristocracy was indeed the elite of human society, and he would never be disgusted with the class he was in.

All in all, Charlotte is an out-and-out freewheeler, who has no scruples about opening up to what is good for her and what makes her happy, and conversely, even if the other party is a high god, as a former atheist, he will not hold you in his mouth.

"So Edie, how long will it take to get those things?"

"Give me a quarter of an hour, and I'll get everything done!"

"Great! I think this time, we can join forces to give those guys a good look!"

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Twenty minutes later, when the butcher arrived in the slum with his dead soldiers, Charlotte and the others were already in front of the rumored underground ditch.

To tell the truth, smelling the disgusting stench, looking at the half-human-high dog hole covered with all kinds of moss and stains, and the sewage accumulated to her ankles, all kinds of filth floating in the body, even Charlotte, who has the widest heart, can't help but feel the urge to retreat.

You know, in the past and present lives, he has never been in such an environment for forty years!

"I'm going to go! This environment simply refreshes my lower limit!"

He blushed and muttered. Behind him, the little princess Vivien Leigh's face was pale, and she looked like she was about to collapse to the ground, and it seemed that her SAN value was about to go to zero.

"Ai, Ai, Ai, Brother Aiwen, I, I, I, we really want to go here?"

She clicked her head like a robot and looked back at Aven, who was standing on the side, teetering to the side. The face of this trustworthy big brother was not much better, and when he heard Fei Wenli's words, he closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his face was full of blood as if he were at home.

Realizing that there was no turning back, Vivien Leigh grimaced and threw the most vicious curse at Charlotte!

"If you let me know that all this is your prank, I'll tell my father when I get home, and let him lock you up in a little dark house for a year!!"

"Oh, hehe, you still doubt me, Christina, don't you have to think about it with your poor brain, if it were a prank, would I bring myself in!?

Fei Wenli tilted her head and thought about it, it was true that her second brother didn't seem to be, indeed not the kind of person who would do such a stupid thing. But that didn't mean she didn't complain, so she lifted her pony boots and kicked Charlotte in the ass.

"It's not Tina—"

Charlotte fell unsteadily into the sewage, his hands on the ground, and he felt the disgusting breath up close at sight and smell, and immediately bounced off the ground as if he had been electrocuted, and put his hands flat in front of his eyes, and yelled like crazy.

"Ahh......h Vomit—"

"Don't play around there, don't you still have to run for your life?

"Who, who's playing treasure! You really don't have a backache when you stand and talk......

Charlotte complained loudly, and before he could finish speaking, she saw Claire jumping into the sewage with a calm face. Behind him, Edie snickered with his uncharacteristic face and jumped in after him.

I don't know if he had some bad intentions, intentionally or unintentionally, he splashed the water high when he fell into the water, and a few of the drops even jumped up and ran to Charlotte's face. The sudden onslaught immediately caused Charlotte to bend down again, this time literally spitting up last night's dinner.

"Hurry up and keep up, aren't you going to make a big deal?"

Edie looked back and said with a grin, and Evan and Vivien Leigh in the back looked at each other as they looked at the sewage that had been made even more muddy by Charlotte, and finally pinched their noses and walked down.

The five of them walked through the half-man-high cave in turn, the water level inside reaching to their knees, and when they walked through the low hole, the passage inside immediately became wider. The curved dome above the culvert is covered with black stains, and from time to time water droplets drip from above, giving it a slimy feeling if it sticks to the skin. Charlotte glanced back at the low hole behind her, and immediately understood what was causing it.

"Hey, Claire, don't tell me that the hole was made of filth!"

Claire glanced back at Charlotte when she heard this.

"What do you think of it? Stop the ink, now you can tell me about your plan? I don't know what the use of that useless gunpowder is. ”

In the world of Stee, gunpowder is a by-product of alchemists' experiments. Perhaps because of the prevalence of magic in this world, the usefulness of gunpowder is not well known. In fact, no mage, scholar, or alchemist would use powerful and convenient spells instead of using them, but instead pursue the power of gunpowder.

Therefore, because of the formula, gunpowder in the world of Stee almost only played the role of a lead or a medicine. But Charlotte is different, he comes from the blue planet of the 21st century, he knows the strength of gunpowder, and it just so happens that before he travels over, he has read a historical travel novel, which seems to have the formula of black powder.

Now, he can only pray that the formula really works. If that recipe is fake, Charlotte vows that one day when she returns to Earth, she will abuse that bastard author a hundred times!

"Hey, hey, hey, if you're talking about 3 kilometers from this tunnel, and the exit is by a waterhole, then I probably have some ideas!"

Charlotte lowered her head, her trademark wicked smile on her face again.

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When the butcher and the others chased after the dark passage, Charlotte and the others had probably walked out of the third of the way.

Looking at the filthy sewage, Kelvin almost pinched his nose and jumped down. He swore that when he went back this time, he would use the hardest brush to brush every inch of skin on his body.

Hmph! Barbarians are barbarians!

He looked at the butcher who didn't care about filth and laboriously bent over the low hole, and he couldn't help but feel some kind of inexplicable superiority in his mind. Beside him, those black-clothed men were like puppets controlled by mages, orderly in formation through the underground ditch, and there was not even a trace of indifference on their faces.

This sent a chill through his mind, and he even wondered if he was staying with a group of lifeless undead at this moment, right?

At this moment, a man in black seemed to have touched something, and a small spark suddenly popped out from the side wall, and the moment the spark illuminated the dark passage, the smudge that adhered to the wall splashed onto everyone's faces.

Honestly, that's disgusting!

Kelvin, who happened to be standing within the splash range, wiped a handful of slimy faces, and when he opened his hands, he saw that there were unidentified black-green semi-solids on it. The nasal cavity was forced to inhale a disgusting stench, and after just one glance, the fat pig-like lord vomited and vomited all the contents of his stomach.

The dark tunnels were filled with a strange smell of sourness, as if they would be contagious, and the people in black who seemed to keep their cold faces until the end of the world could no longer maintain their indifferent attitude, and they showed disgusting expressions, and some of them even followed in the footsteps of Kelvin.

The butcher's hideous face also showed a look of disgust, and he took two steps back, which seemed to touch another mechanism. There was another pop, this time a spark exploded in the back of the butcher's head, and soon the foul-smelling filth splashed all over him. Due to the butcher's sheer size, this time, Kelvin was not accidentally injured, because this powerful warrior was like a meat shield, blocking all the filth.

"Damn the bastards, if I catch them, I'm going to screw their heads!"

The insult almost made the butcher lose his mind, and he stood there and roared like an orangutan, then grabbed Kelvin's gray clothes and lifted the fat man, who weighed more than two hundred pounds, in one hand.

"Say, why are there traps here!, why do the puppies know we're after them, are you tipping off?"