Back in the days when the Orc Kingdom and the Sherlock Dynasty vied for dominance over the Old Continent, their battles plunged the heavens and earth into chaos. The war raged on for over three centuries, culminating in the destruction of the Orc Kingdom by the Sherlock Dynasty. Millions of orcs were massacred, but the Sherlock Dynasty itself was drained by the centuries of conflict and eventua...
2025-01-09 21:30:10 +0000 UTC View PostLouis Simy smiled and said, "Kainan! If you’re looking for treasure, I have an idea. There are many adventurers outside. They’re affordable, experienced, and much safer than your current team."
As a merchant dealing in magical artifacts, Louis Simy had a sharp eye. He could tell that the five members of the Giant Axe Adventurer Team had no Transcendent abilities. If danger arose, they...
2025-01-09 21:30:08 +0000 UTC View PostLouis Simy shook his head with a wry smile and said, “Blood Glory is an ancient and obscure form of extraordinary power, and very few people pursue this path. I found two potential sellers, but one of them showed no interest in my offer. The other gentleman hoped I would purchase another vampiric weapon he owned, but his asking price was too high for me to accept.”
Charlot Mecklenburg...
2025-01-09 21:05:15 +0000 UTC View PostThe long journey had left everyone utterly exhausted. Too weary to enjoy much of the ale, they only nibbled on a few morsels before falling into a deep slumber, leaving behind more than half a barrel untouched.
Charlot sat against his travel trunk, retrieving his diary and activating the Eye of Insight. While studying the first map of the Agmirlas Labyrinth, he remained vigilant,...
2025-01-09 21:05:14 +0000 UTC View PostIt was clear that the Giant Axe Adventurers were not a wealthy group. They seldom had spare money to spend on drinks. When Charlot treated them to alcohol, not only were the three male members of the group delighted, but even the blonde-haired Hanna and the short-haired Hermonsa, with her slightly brown locks, were overjoyed.
Old John brought over a roasted wild boar shank as a bonus for ...
2025-01-09 21:05:13 +0000 UTC View PostAs the carriage passed through a small village, Charlot Mecklenburg discreetly left behind his fare without alerting the driver and quietly disembarked. Watching the carriage speed off, Charlot felt a slight sense of relief. He had never intended to head to the manor in the first place. Having absorbed the life essence he had taken in earlier, he decided to slip away midway, which would make it...
2025-01-09 21:05:11 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot had no intention of pursuing. Shaking his head, he walked to Wells’ side, rummaging through the man’s wallet. From the detective’s body, he also retrieved a brand-new Magnum Mauler and a leather bullet pouch.
As for Wells’ magical rapier, though it seemed quite valuable, Charlot left it behind. Firstly, he was not skilled in swordsmanship. Secondly, the weapon would be dif...
2025-01-09 21:05:08 +0000 UTC View PostThe young man with the cross-shaped scar on his face revealed a bright smile and said, “We’ve had our eyes on you for quite some time. However, I thought it would be more considerate to let you withdraw your savings first before we apprehend you. After all, it’s your final wish before you die.”
“Addison agreed to my request, even though he thought it would be troublesome to with...
2025-01-09 21:05:07 +0000 UTC View PostBattle energy erupted in the office like a torrent. The Vampiric Axe was blasted away by the surge and spiraled through the air, following closely behind Charlot Mecklenburg as it flew outward.
To become the warden of Kilmainham Prison, one might lack morals, but they could never be incompetent. Charlot knew this well. His earlier attack was only intended to stall Warden Magru and had no ...
2025-01-09 21:05:05 +0000 UTC View PostFor several days, Charlot had not seen Senior Miss Menielman again.
He had heard some rumors—some even claimed that Miss Menielman had been imprisoned in the lowest level of Kilmainham Prison—but these bits of gossip had no reliable source.
Charlot had only recently been transferred to Kilmainham Prison and didn’t have any close acquaintances there to verify or inquire about t...
2025-01-09 21:05:03 +0000 UTC View PostBefore long, there was a knock at the door. Charlot Mecklenburg went to open it and found a plump calico cat outside, holding a large basket in its mouth. The calico cat placed the basket down, meowed twice, and stood there with an air of haughty pride.
Charlot, who had kept cats back on Earth, skillfully gave the feline a few gentle strokes. The cat purred contentedly before leaping onto...
2025-01-09 21:05:01 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot Mecklenburg was utterly shocked, his expression one of disbelief as he exclaimed, "How is that possible? You're a graduate of the National Institute, not a public academy! At the very least, you should be a second- or third-class Assistant Clerk. Even being a first-class Assistant Clerk wouldn’t be unreasonable. But a third-class Clerk? That’s absurd! How could you be relegated to s...
2025-01-09 21:04:54 +0000 UTC View PostIf it had been the Charlot of the past, he might have answered honestly. But now, Charlot simply smiled faintly and said, "Perhaps Senior Menielman will join the Navy."
Mrs. Pascal smiled slightly and replied, "Perhaps."
It seemed she had achieved her purpose and soon took her leave.
Charlot lingered in his office for a while, dealing with some administrative tasks before leis...
2025-01-09 20:26:32 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot accompanied Sylvie Martin on an outing. He carried no firearms, bringing only a newly customized alchemical cane.
This alchemical cane had a simple yet elegant design. Crafted from an extremely rare type of wood, it was lightweight, resilient, and elastic. Dozens of silver stars adorned its surface, forged from the scabbard of an ancient sword from the Sherlock dynasty. When swung...
2025-01-09 20:26:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe young girl was dressed in the maple-leaf patterned long dress commonly seen in the Fars Empire. This was the standard attire for many women traveling far from home: thick, wind-resistant, and practical for carrying hidden items like a small self-defense dagger. She carried no luggage with her.
Although not as beautiful as Annie Bretagne, she was undoubtedly an attractive young lady sc...
2025-01-09 20:26:16 +0000 UTC View PostAnnie quickly became the focus of the gathering.
Most of the attendees at this gathering were students from Gorgias University, all of whom had enrolled in the same year during the 33rd year of the Black Moon calendar. Only a few "outsiders" were specially invited.
As one of these "outsiders," Charlot chose to keep a low profile. He found a seat in the corner of the banquet hall, ca...
2025-01-09 20:26:07 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot, as a First-class Chief Clerk and a thirty-seventh rank civil servant of the empire, was considered part of the empire’s noble class, albeit at the lowest rung.
In Kilmainham Prison, no one but Miss Menielman could issue orders to him, nor could anyone reprimand him for arriving late or leaving early.
When Charlot stepped out of Kilmainham Prison, he was surprised to see a...
2025-01-09 20:25:59 +0000 UTC View PostAuthor: Charlot Mecklenburg
Charlot casually picked up the diary, intending to spend some time contemplating The Labyrinth of Agamilas. Suddenly, an odd sensation struck him, prompting him to flip the diary over.
The other side of the cover was blood-red, as if steeped in crimson. As his fingers lightly brushed against it, a line of text appeared on the surface: The Vam...
2025-01-09 20:25:53 +0000 UTC View PostAuthor: Charlot Mecklenburg
A fragment of consciousness suddenly gave birth to a thought: “Who am I?”
Immediately, countless fragments of consciousness were drawn together, coalescing into a second thought: “I am Charlot Mecklenburg!”
Then a third thought emerged naturally: “No, I am Huang Haisheng.”
As these three thoughts surfaced one after another, more fr...
2025-01-09 20:25:47 +0000 UTC View PostJust as Charlot Mecklenburg had anticipated, the basement of the small house was indeed spacious. The kitchen near the stairs was large enough to accommodate seven or eight busy cooks. Though it lacked windows, it was equipped with ventilation shafts and chimneys, making it neither dim nor stifling.
The rest of the basement was divided into four large storage rooms and one smaller one. Th...
2025-01-09 20:25:40 +0000 UTC View PostMenielman Soumet whispered, "This is a replica of the Emerald Secret Scroll by Master Moni, the real Jade Book is in the Court of Fate."
Charlot was still deeply shocked.
The Emerald Secret Scroll by Master Moni had also appeared in university textbooks and was hailed as humanity's greatest alchemical creation.
He also noticed that Menielman’s expression was very complex, fi...
2025-01-09 20:25:34 +0000 UTC View PostOutside the courtyard wall of his new home was the Lukavaro River, and the scenery was very picturesque.
The Marne District, where Kilmainham Prison was located, and the Lukavaro District both belonged to the Outer Fifteen Districts, outside the old city walls of Strasbourg.
Looking down from the terrace, the first thing that caught his eye was the courtyard of Charlot Mecklenburg’s ...
2025-01-09 20:25:22 +0000 UTC View PostAt this "Cat and Clover" café, there was a "fat" half-grown intelligent cat, which resembled the leopards on Earth. It naturally possessed a thin trace of spiritual energy, had a gentle disposition, and could guard the house for its owner. It was one of the more common pets in the Fars Empire.
Charlot ordered two cups of coffee—he chose a cup of Seymore, which was similar to a mocha, w...
2025-01-09 20:02:16 +0000 UTC View PostÉlysée Gardens Street has a carriage lane wide enough to accommodate sixteen rows of carriages side by side, with pedestrian paths over five meters wide on both sides. From any angle, one can see the magnificent Glorious Gate.
The Glorious Gate is located at the center of Élysée Gardens Street, a divine wonder bestowed upon Strasbourg by the Glorious Lord, one of the nine Great Deitie...
2025-01-09 20:02:07 +0000 UTC View PostAn extraordinarily luxurious carriage passed by lightly, and the coachman instinctively wanted to avoid trouble.
A soft "Hmm?" came from the carriage, and a gentle, elegant voice said, "Stop for a moment!"
The coachman dared not be careless and hurriedly reined in the horses.
A stately and noble lady stepped out of the carriage. She gazed at Yanmills' residence, and with a delica...
2025-01-09 20:01:54 +0000 UTC View PostA long corridor, with countless closed doors on either side, exuding an evil aura that does not belong to this world.
Charlot Mecklenburg drew his short gun, channeling the Blood Glory, and activated the Eye of Insight to its fullest. He advanced into the depths of the mansion.
The mansion was incredibly vast and deep. After running for over ten minutes, Charlot still could not see ...
2025-01-09 20:01:47 +0000 UTC View PostYanmills merely assumed that Charlot had encountered an acquaintance in passing. He would never have guessed that this young man, whom he brushed shoulders with, was his most detested mortal enemy—none other.
As Charlot passed by Yanmills, he discreetly slipped the magical beetle Annie had entrusted to him into the latter’s coat pocket.
A few minutes later, the two crossed paths...
2025-01-09 20:01:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe Alexander District, known for its bustling commerce, could be likened to a central business district (CBD) on Earth. It was undeniably the heart of the city. However, in the Fars Empire, the Val-de-Vas District served as the cultural and administrative core.
As the carriage came to a stop, Charlot and Annie stepped down. Annie handed over an invitation card, and the elderly butler at ...
2025-01-09 20:01:03 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot was slightly surprised and said, “Miss Annie! Why are you here so early? I was just about to take care of some personal business. Your carriage is over there; thank you for letting me borrow it.”
Annie nodded at another coachman on the carriage. That coachman jumped down and moved the carriage left here overnight out of the way.
She said to Charlot, “Where are you goin...
2025-01-09 20:00:48 +0000 UTC View PostCharlot had no choice; he didn’t want to take responsibility for his predecessor’s actions and could only use this method to clear his name.
Annie remained silent for a moment before softly saying, “Sophie… Mrs. Yanmills is my aunt.”
Charlot immediately composed himself and said solemnly, “I firmly believe Mrs. Yanmills is a virtuous lady.”
Annie felt deeply comf...
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