You're going to kill me? You're going to kill me, you're going to kill me?"

Charles continued to roar angrily, his voice higher and higher, and the anger in his heart burst higher and higher.

Originally, although the two didn't talk about each other, they didn't get to the point of drawing their swords to each other, but Charles was so angry that she quickly said Linal's identity as a "Prus", and she reflexively pulled out her short sword.

As soon as Linar flashed her short sword, the two guys on guard in the distance also ran over, and they were about to beat the hammer at Charles.

The grievances in Charles's heart suddenly turned into raging anger, the ancients said, "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, you should promise it with your body", but she is good, "The grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, you should be sent on the road"

Is it unjust, is it bitter, is it not bitter, is it aggrieved?

"Come on, let me see how brave you Prussian are."

"Boom!"

Charles didn't hold back at all this time, he reached out and drew his long sword, and confronted Lynal's cousin and the fortress warrior on the other side, who was holding a short sword.

As for that Ilotitovani, Charles didn't think about him as a dish at all.

The fortress warrior is indeed very strong, but he is strong in strong defense and vitality, it is not easy to be beheaded by the enemy as a commander on the battlefield, it is not easy to be easily broken as a guard, and he has enough blood bar to stalk and delay time when covering the master's escape.

But if he fights with an agile hunter like Charles, he may not be able to slap Charles to death and end the fight, Charles has enough chances to escape, next to the rolling Naser River, a fierce man can plunge into Charles can go without breathing for ten minutes, and the devil knows where he has gone.

But before fleeing for her life, Charles must give her some color and see, the interest of two hundred louis will be repaid today.

Charles now depends on Linal's attitude, if she is really indifferent and ruthless to kill herself, then in the future, Charles will never trust this person again, and tomorrow he will tear down the guest room prepared for her, and will never let her enter his house, even if Aunt Adele comes.

What's the difference between a ruthless woman and a bitch?

I don't know if it's because of Charles's roar or what, Linar's breathing began to be rapid, her chest shrugged and rose rapidly, and the short sword in her hand trembled imperceptibly.

"Let's go, stranger, before I change my mind. ”

Her short sword was put away, and the killing intent on her body suddenly dissipated.

Charles on the other side had been staring at her, clearly feeling the hesitation and confusion in her eyes. And the moment she put down the short sword, Charles seemed to find that she had a faint loneliness.

Charles's heart was relieved, as if something he was about to lose had returned.

It's not very precious, but it's the kind of thing that is always a little bit lost when you lose it.

He lifted his two large boxes, slowly retreated, and when he exited the safe distance, he couldn't help but clarify, "After I killed the thief, I only got the money and the Ring of Bells, and nothing else, he said"

Linar looked at him silently and nodded, and Charles saw her nod, and then turned away, disappearing into the night in an instant.

Seeing Charles walking away with two large boxes, Ilotitovani timidly approached, "Boss, he recognizes us, will it be dangerous for us to let him go?"

"He didn't recognize who we were, he only guessed that we were Prussian because of your broken accent"

"Boss, my Florensian accent is pretty standard, I don't believe you ask Lord Phyllis" Ilotitovani turned his head to look at the fortress warrior, hoping that he could prove it for himself.

But the fortress warrior named Phyllis looked at him with disdain, and said in a thick Prussian accent, "We are all Prussians, but you have to pretend to be Nasser, and you don't pretend to be, it is a shame for us Prussian people." ”

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"But now that we're in Nasser, shouldn't we pretend to be natives?"

"Just keep your mouth shut and don't speak!"

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Instead of caring about the battered Ilotitovani and Phyllis, who often kept her mouth shut, Linar walked back along the river, repeating a question in her mind as she went.

"Why did he come back to save me in the first place? Is he really just trying to sell me a potion?"

"Why did I show my weapon to him just now, damn it, I'm so indifferent to this point"

Charles, carrying two large suitcases, hurried through most of Nasser City, and finally returned to his rental house, where he collapsed and sat down in his chair, looking up at the roof, and the many thoughts he had just forcibly suppressed jumped out in a mess.

The fact that "the Excellency" Chrétien Augustus was a time-traveler, his own countryman, made Charles full of questions and worries about his travel.

Are I the only traverser in this world now? Why does that senior like to die? Can I go back to the Great Celestial Empire when I die? Do I want to also experience the "joy of death"?

In fact, for a moment just now, Charles had the idea of joining Linar and the others to find the secrets and footprints of his compatriots, because then he could understand the nature of this transcendent world more clearly, and maybe he could make himself stronger faster.

But thinking about his cheap father, the Marquis of Lorraine, is a middle-level transcendent, and that compatriot doesn't know how many strong college students of this level there are, and in the end, they all burp, and their current strength is not enough to support themselves to die happily.

After all, borrowing the strength of others is only a vertical and horizontal way, and I don't know when I will be abandoned by others, and only the power in my own hands is the most reliable. ”

Charles made a decision, it was better not to approach the secrecy of "Your Excellency", and to cultivate his own power step by step, and develop steadily little by little.

Charles shook his head vigorously, washed his face with a basin of cold water, washed away all the thoughts in his mind, and went back to the living room to open the two large boxes.

It was really inconvenient to carry two large suitcases home to the studio, and it was not a difficult commodity like the Awakening Elixir, and it didn't require any special working environment, so Charles planned to mass-produce it directly in the rental house, and then go home with only a small pack of bottles.

Charles opened a few sets of utensils and tools that had been prepared long ago, and began the batch preparation mode of the elixir with a wide opening and closing, and he was like an ultra-high-precision spiritual power potion processing center, carefully preparing a piece of spiritual power elixir.

Now Charles is very glad that he has chosen the path of becoming a pharmacist, the preparation of spiritual power potions is an important step in self-development, ordinary spiritual power elixirs can quickly accumulate wealth and cultivate hidden forces like the "Southwest Gang", and high-quality awakening elixirs can firmly grasp the control of the family in their own hands.

After all, judging from the current trend of social development, the aristocratic class will inevitably decline, and those ordinary nobles will gradually lose their various privileges and even disappear from everyone with the changes of the times.

But the transcendent family with an extraordinary inheritance is different, far beyond the longevity and combat power of ordinary people, they are destined to be eternal nobles.

It can be said that as long as a family can provide a steady opportunity to become a transcendent, he will never be short of loyalists.

The Chevalier family had prospered from generation to generation due to an incomplete transcendent heritage, and now that the Charr could concoct a spiritual potion of perfect quality, the family's revival was just around the corner.

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