Prince Charles naturally knew what kind of person the female prisoner Monica was. He wanted to get the bottom key of the referee from her, and he almost felt an instinctive resistance.

There is no way, the other party is really terrible, he really has no way of doing this.

"Hehe, His Highness Charles, if you can't do this, then no one in the world can do it."

The dark witch Judy smiled sly, "And if you don't come forward for this matter, do you want the ugly monsters under my command to go there? Or do you want your mentor Andrew to go there for you?"

Judy said that, and looked at Andrew intently, but immediately showed a disgusting expression: "Tsk tsk, your mentor is old and ugly, and looks weak. Even if he wants to work hard, the female prison officer in the imperial capital will not look down on it?"

"I'm old, ugly and..." Andrew felt a little stuffy in his chest, but when he thought that the other party was the terrible female prison officer Monica, even if he was despised, he had to endure it.

"Yes, Charles, the tutor is old, and even if you want to go for you, you can't do it." Andrew patted Charles' shoulder with a long-term expression, "You are young and strong. If you do it, there will be no problem with this!"

"Teacher, I..." Charles fainted and almost fainted on the spot.

Tutor! You are really my personal tutor! Charles couldn't help but scold him in his heart. He was really young, strong, and handsome, but he deserved to jump into the fire pit?

You should know that the female prison officer was a sadist with dissatisfaction with a surprisingly strong taste. If he really went there, could he still come back?

No, even if he can come back, he is no longer the same person he used to...
Chapter completed!