The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

"Thank you, my dearest W sauce."

Charlotte, with a smile on his face, appeared at the entrance of the alley. In his hand, he seemed to be holding a short-handled knife that shone with cold light.

Step by step, step by step, until Charlotte with a smile on his face appeared in front of him, Mr. Aldridge Jr. was trembling uncontrollably because of excessive panic.

"Xia, Viscount Charlotte..."

Little Mr. Aldridge said tremblingly.

"You, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? That's a really good question."

Charlotte responded with a smile.

"Because I miss you, Mr. Aldridge, so I appear here, do you believe it?"

"No, I don't believe it..."

Subconscious reaction, after all, Charlotte's words are obviously fooling ghosts, I'm afraid even children won't believe them.

"Viscount Charlotte, I, I can apologize..."

Although little Aldridge's father repeatedly emphasized to him when he went out to perform this mission, they have enough support behind them, and there is no need to be afraid of Charlotte and others, and they must not be in Charlotte's Show timidity in front of you.

But the current situation is stronger than others. If he refuses to give in, Aldridge Jr. knows that it may be difficult to save his own life.

"Sorry, Mr. Aldridge Jr. Did you do something wrong?"

"I shouldn't provoke and insult a real noble..."

Little Aldridge swallowed hard.

"I know I was wrong, and I am willing to make an apology for it."

"Apologize?"

Charlotte smiled subtly.

"Let me hear your sincerity, Mr. Aldridge Jr."

While speaking, Charlotte accurately inserted the short-handled sharp knife in her hand into the ground one centimeter beside Aldridge's neck.

"50 Longmen coins..."

Charlotte was noncommittal.

"100 million Longmen coins..."

Charlotte once again held the dagger in her hand.

"200 million Longmen coins... Viscount Charlotte, this is the greatest sincerity I can show..."

Mr. Aldridge Jr.'s words are not deceiving. In fact, in order to judge who is more capable between him and his younger brother, after the two brothers have grown up, they give each other They paid a sum of money and let them go into business alone.

After so many years, the 200 million Longmen coins are the sum of all the wealth earned by little Aldridge.

"200 million Longmen coins to buy a life, seems to be okay?"

Charlotte looked at little Aldridge's face.

"Provided, Mr. Aldridge Jr., that you are not deceiving me."

"Absolutely not, how could I dare to deceive you, Mr. Charlotte!"

Seeing the hope of survival, little Aldridge's expression changed from panic to excitement.

"That's all the wealth I've earned over the years."

Little Aldridge has already made up his mind, as long as he can get out of Charlotte's grasp temporarily, he will immediately lie that he will go back home to make an apology, and then hide at home for the next few months, never leaving the house half a step.

And the agreed 200 million Longmen coins, of course, will not be given out, little Aldridge does not believe that Charlotte can still kill him at home.

"Viscount Charlotte, I have deeply realized my mistake, please forgive me this time..."

"But it seems to me that you simply don't recognize your mistake."

Charlotte pulled the dagger up from the ground.

"You don't even know where you are wrong."

He didn't mean to continue to listen to Mr. Aldridge's explanation, Charlotte continued.

"It doesn't matter if you insult me, but you shouldn't insult the girl around me. This is the biggest mistake you made."

Then, a little devilish smile appeared on Charlotte's face that W Sauce often showed.

The meaning is reversed, the devil comes, and every doctor has a devil in his heart.Studying medicine itself is just a playful house game. In the process of studying medicine, bloody scenes are always inevitable.

If defined in a less strict way, there seems to be no difference between a doctor and a butcher.

It's just that what a butcher cuts is always an animal, but what a doctor cuts is sometimes not necessarily a human.

"Mr. Aldridge, you know, before I became a nobleman, I was actually a urologist."

Charlotte put the sharp knife in her hand three inches below Aldridge's navel.

"And the patient once gave me a pennant with my nickname written on it."

"nickname…….?"

In a daze, Mr. Aldridge Jr. opened his mouth slightly.

"what--!"

The knife flashed, and a pig-killing scream appeared in the mouth of the little Mr. Aldridge, and his crotch also became bright red.

When little Aldridge fell into a coma due to the severe pain, Charlotte whispered in his ear.

"W Sauce told me that you still have a younger brother. I don't think you will let me down."

"By the way, let me tell you my nickname..."

"One knife light cold nineteen chickens."

Chapter 84 Chapter 83 w Sauce: "Go home~"

Urologists are responsible for treating patients with urinary system problems in their daily life, but most of the time, they encounter the most patients who need "circular excision of human soft tissue".

Or you can put it in a more popular way - cut the bag. Skin.

From graduation to before crossing, during his eight years of medical practice in Charlotte, there must have been nine hundred foreskins cut by his hands, if not one thousand.So even though he hadn't operated with a scalpel for a long time, his technique was still not the slightest bit rusty, and he chopped off Mr. Aldridge's second brother with a light stroke.

What must be made clear here is that human beings are born with an innate fear of death. Unless a person with an abnormal mental state can live well, no one will deliberately seek death.

But Charlotte, who used to be a doctor before, knows that under certain circumstances, living is more uncomfortable than dying directly.

Didn't this little Mr. Aldridge say eccentrically that he wanted his girl to be a bargaining chip in the deal, so Charlotte would not show any kindness or mercy to him.

Since he likes yin and yang and loves to be sexual, then Charlotte just follow his will and let him be a hermaphrodite who can't improve his heart all his life.

"Little Charlotte, you are really ruthless."

W sauce squinted at the little brother of Mr. Aldridge who was lying not far away. For a former mercenary like her, falling asleep with broken limbs is commonplace, and it is even more unreasonable. The man's little brother has a feeling of embarrassment or shyness.

"Don't even think about it, just cut it off with a knife?"

"He forced me, and I didn't want to do it."

Charlotte, who was squatting on the ground, stood up straight.

"Who made this guy insult you guys?"

"Is it to increase my sister's favorability, so I did this?"

"really."

Charlotte nodded honestly.

"So lovely Miss W, I wonder if your favorability has improved?"

Even Goldfinger didn't give him a hint. The answer to this question may only be clear to W himself.

"Well, let's improve a little bit. At least it proves that you still have my sister in your heart, little Charlotte."

Holding the man's waist from behind, the Sarkaz girl slightly closed her eyes.

"Little Charlotte, do you know that other than that one, you are the first person who is so kind to my sister and me. Sometimes I also wonder if the life I am living now is a dream, because I I was also afraid, and when I woke up and opened my eyes, I was alone again."

"It turns out that W-chan, you also have things to be afraid of."

Charlotte smiled lightly.

"I thought you were already used to feeling alone."

"Little Charlotte, your statement is very problematic."

The Sarkaz girl shook her head lightly.

"Those so-called people who are used to loneliness or even like loneliness are just because they haven't found someone they like. When the person they like appears, believe me, they will instantly forget how much they used to be. Independent and strong people.”

"Then, W sauce, can I ask, have you found someone you like?"

"found it."

"Someone you don't know."

"Which bastard is it, I'll let Linguang wrench his head off."

"Little Charlotte, are you trying to commit suicide?"

"No, you said it was someone I didn't know?"

"Human beings are probably the ones we don't know the least."

From the mouth of w sauce, a sentence full of philosophy.

The Sarkaz girl let go of the man's hand, and she walked around in front of Charlotte, staring into his eyes.

"Little Charlotte, are you sure you really know enough about yourself?"

"If I don't know myself, is there anyone in this world who can understand me?"

What W sauce said made Charlotte feel a little confused.

"W sauce, what's wrong with you, I always feel that something is wrong with you now."

"It's not me who is wrong, but you, little Charlotte."

The expression of the Sarkaz girl was a little more serious, which can be said to be quite a rare thing for W, who has a detached personality.

"Little Charlotte, haven't you noticed yet? Your character has changed a lot inadvertently."

My personality has changed?

Not knowing what W sauce wanted to express at all, Charlotte could only stare blankly at her hands that were stained red with blood because of the "surgery".

"I really don't know what you want to express W sauce."

Charlotte shook her head in distress.

"I didn't feel it, what kind of changes happened to me."

"That's why my sister said, the thing humans don't understand the most is often themselves."

After smiling helplessly, the Sarkaz girl took a deep breath. At this moment, countless memory fragments resurfaced in her mind.

In the impression of the Sarkaz girl, the existence she admires the most has a power that can inspire people.

But in front of outsiders, she is so gentle and confident, and no one can see hesitation or wavering from her face, as if as long as she is there, no matter how unfavorable the battle situation is, it will be the same A turning point for victory can be ushered in.

The former W also believed in the same way, she believed that the adult must be the strongest person in the world.

But one night when the war was in full swing, w, who was walking in the corridor due to insomnia, unexpectedly heard a faint cry.

Out of curiosity, she walked in the direction of the cry, and when she reached the destination, she froze in place.

The person she admired the most was squatting at the end of the corridor, and it was not difficult to tell from the wet marks in the corners of her eyes that she should have been crying, and it was the kind of crying that was very sad.

Of course W wanted to go forward to ask what was going on, but she stagnated because of the shyness in her heart, but just as she hesitated for a moment, the white-haired Sarkaz woman disappeared in W in front of the eyes.

"Miss Teresia... why are you crying?"

This question has been buried in the bottom of my heart by W Sauce, until the day I left the Tower of Babel, I still haven't found a specific answer.