Charlotte went upstairs to the bathroom, locked the door, opened the system mall, and exchanged 10,000 wealth points for a bottle of powerful potion.
First, take off your clothes, and then take two gulps to swallow the potion.
A familiar hot feeling spread throughout the body, the arm muscles bulged slightly, and a faint line appeared on the flat belly, and even the chest muscles bulged a little.
However, this time, in addition to sweating profusely, there was no large amount of black stains on the skin like last time, and the odor was greatly reduced.
A bottle of powerful potion can increase 100kg of strength. This is the second bottle, which means that his strength at this time has exceeded 200kg.
Charlotte lifted the 200-jin water tank in the bathroom with one hand, just like lifting a bucket of water at ordinary times, easily!
"Is this the strength of 400 kilograms? It has exceeded that of ordinary human men." Charlotte gently put the water tank on the ground. The feeling of having strength does make people feel more secure.
Of course, he was not too arrogant. He was not even as good as a knight apprentice. If he met a talented race like orcs, he would be completely bullied.
After taking a shower, Charlotte changed into a shabby gray robe, hid the magic spell in her sleeves so that it could be activated at any time, and then wrapped the judgment in black cloth and hid it in the loose clothes before going downstairs.
"Boss, are you going out?" Vivian just cleaned the clinic and asked Charlotte who had changed her clothes.
"Yes, I'm going out for a while. You can buy lunch at the bakery next door." Charlotte handed over a silver coin and reminded: "Remember, too much talk will lead to mistakes."
"Yeah." Vivian clenched the silver coin and nodded seriously.
She has been in the clinic for three days. This is the first time the boss allowed her to go out. Although it was just the bakery at the door, she was still nervous and excited.
"Also, be careful when you are alone at home. Although it is relatively safe during the day, you still have to be alert. If you see a strange person, write down his characteristics." Charlotte whispered again.
He felt like an old father who was about to go on a long journey and was telling his daughter who was alone at home.
But he was obviously just going to go to the grocery store three blocks away?
Was he too cautious?
Charlotte opened the door a crack and saw that there were not many people on the street, so she opened the door and walked out quickly, and soon disappeared in the fog.
Walking quickly along the street, she crossed two streets in succession without encountering any trouble.
Just when Charlotte thought she could arrive safely, two figures suddenly jumped out of the alley and blocked Charlotte's way.
They were two orcs, one tall and one short, a one-eyed lame werewolf, and a dog-headed orc with a broken right arm.
"Brother, lend me some money to spend." The one-eyed werewolf shook the mace in his hand and grinned, revealing a mouthful of broken teeth.
The dog-headed orc had circled to the side and rear of Charlotte, tacitly blocking his retreat, and drooling, he said, "Hehe, he seems to be a poor guy, but this skin and meat are good, it can fill you up."
Charlotte held the talisman in her left hand and tightly grasped the judgment in her right hand. She was very nervous and her palms began to sweat.
Although these two orcs were defective, they were obviously mercenaries or adventurers, and they had rich combat experience, which was not comparable to him, a rookie who had practiced for two days.
And from the words of the dog-headed orc behind, it can be heard that they not only want money, but also life.
The magic talisman can kill a person instantly, and at least one orc needs him to fight desperately.
This is a magic talisman of 10,000 copper coins. It is not worthwhile to waste his most important trump card when he encounters two little thieves on the road.
Charlotte's mind was working at a high speed, but his heart quickly calmed down.
He is no longer the useless guy who can't even tie a chicken. With 400 kilograms of strength and sharp judgment, he may be able to kill one of them by surprise.
"Brother, I... I am a poor guy, but I just picked up a piece of jade and was planning to sell it. Otherwise, you can take it away. Please let me go..." Charlotte picked up the judgment sword wrapped in rags with a sad face, her hands trembling, and she was very scared.
"Jade!"
The one-eyed werewolf's eyes lit up when he heard it. This is a good thing.
They don't need it, but they heard that the rich people in Kalwa like it very much. They can exchange it for a lot of money in the grocery store.
If this poor guy holds such a long piece of jade in his hand, if it is real, it may be enough for the two brothers to eat for a year.
"What a shitty jade, I will definitely eat you today." The dog-headed orc was holding a stone axe and was about to rush towards Charlotte.
"Wait a minute!" The one-eyed werewolf stopped the dog-headed orc. Looking at Charlotte who was shaking with fear, his heart was in his throat, fearing that he would throw the jade away.
He heard that the more complete the jade is, the more valuable it is. If he breaks it, it will be a disaster.
"Don't move! Give me the jade and I will let you go." The one-eyed werewolf looked at Charlotte and shouted, and slowly approached him.
"Brother..." The dog-headed orc wanted to speak, but was glared back by the one-eyed werewolf.
"Then you must keep your word..." Charlotte held the judgment with both hands, and her right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword.
"Don't worry, I keep my word." The werewolf stared at the long strip wrapped in rags in Charlotte's hand, and the corners of his mouth rose wildly. He had already decided to exchange the jade for money, and he must go to Amman Street to enjoy it.
As for the thin human in front of him, after getting the jade, he would beat him to death with a stick, which would be a good meal.
The werewolf reached out to grab Judgment, with a big smile on his face.
At this moment, Charlotte, who was holding Judgment with both hands, grasped the hilt of the sword and slashed it upwards.
He had never learned sword skills, but he had held a scalpel for five years and his hands were very steady.
The black sword light cut through the rags wrapped around the sword and cut the wolf claws covered with calluses.
The werewolf's eyes showed fear, but his rich combat experience made him subconsciously stand up the mace and put it between the sword and himself.
As long as he blocked this sneak attack, he could smash the dog head of the treacherous human in front of him with one stick!
But the black long sword and the thigh-thick mace collided, and there was no sound of metal hitting stone.
The mace was cut off by a sword as if it was made of tofu.
"What!"
The werewolf was shocked and looked at the falling mace in disbelief.
The long sword was still coming, and before the werewolf could come to his senses, it had already cut it in two with one sword.
The broken mace, the werewolf that was cut in half from the abdomen to the chest, everything happened in a flash.
Charlotte avoided the splattered blood, took two steps back and leaned against the wall, looked coldly at the dog-headed orc standing there, and held the magic spell in his left hand.
If his eyes couldn't scare the dog-headed orc away, then he could only use magic.
"Brother!" The dog-headed orc looked at the werewolf that was cut in half with an unbelievable look on his face. The smooth cut of the mace was shining with a metallic luster, which made him terrified.
He looked up at Charlotte again, and there was only deep fear in his eyes except anger.
Although his brother was blind in one eye and lame in one foot, his strength was still not to be underestimated. This mace had accompanied him in battle for more than ten years, and countless monster enemies died under the mace, but it was cut off by the human in front of him with a sword.
Where did this guy come from? !
The previous fear and terror were all disguised. Charlotte's cold eyes made the dog-headed orc feel uneasy, and the hand holding the stone axe began to tremble slightly.
Charlotte shouted coldly: "Get out!"
The dog-headed orc turned around and ran away as if he had been pardoned. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in the fog. A voice came from afar: "I will come back again..."