It was too late at this time. Helsin is located in the Norfolk area in the middle of the mainland. There are mountains blocking the north, so it is difficult for cold air to affect it, so the temperature is relatively high.

But it was almost the end of November, and it was dark very quickly. After it was dark, the temperature dropped very quickly.

At this time, there was no movement in the craftsmen's area. The craftsmen who had been busy all day during the day either went home early to rest and make villains with their wives; they were going to drink in the tavern and bragging and spanking with their friends.

After all, in that world, a pathetic race like single dogs exists...

Here I would like to remind everyone that a 200-pound dog is a dog, and a single dog is also a dog. Please do not abuse the dog!

At this time, there was no one in the quiet street. Occasionally, candlelight shone out from the cracks in the window, adding a little popularity to the lonely street.

Charik is a cobbler, and his hard work exhausted him from a day.

Cobblers are not a very good profession in Helsin. After all, they are not very rich in fur nearby. Moreover, when cobblers deal with fur, they will produce a very odor.

That smell is simply disgusting. Over time, even the cobbler has an unpleasant smell...

Moreover, because the cobbler tasted a lot when working, he was assigned to a very remote place even in the craftsman area. The houses here were very dilapidated.

No money, no house, poor job, average looking... I said so much, just to show that Charik is a single dog!

Although he is a single dog, he has no money to go to the pub to find a girl to play games. The burden of life is on him, making him breathless...

He thought that if this continues, he will sooner or later become a member of the underground religious fff group, pick up the torch and walk onto the street...

He recently had a batch of goods and needed to work overtime. So when he dragged his heavy body and opened his door, he wanted to fall to the ground and fall asleep!

But...a knife was placed on his neck!

"No, no! If you like, take away anything you want. There are 5 golden dragons and 44 silver deer in the small box under my bed! If you are not satisfied, there are still a few tanned furs in my broken box, which can be sold for a few more money!"

"I didn't open my eyes, and I didn't see you clearly. You can leave after you take the money! I'm just a poor cobbler, and even the poor can't afford to marry my wife. I only eat two pieces of black bread a day, and I will only buy a small piece of bacon during the holidays. Now my wife has given it to you. You can leave after you take it, I won't report to the patrol team..."

Charlotte was speechless. He didn't expect that a person could burst out such a huge power when his life was threatened!

The cobbler actually said so many things in one breath, and Charlotte was afraid that he would not come up in one breath and would be suffocated to death...

"Shut up!" Charlotte yelled softly, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Mad! So pitiful! It’s so sad that those who hear it are, and those who see it are crying!

I am also a single dog! When I was on earth, I was also working hard to save my wife's book. When I heard the cobbler's words, I couldn't help but feel sad. Tears were falling like rain, tears flowing, and my face was full of cattle!

In a trance, Charlotte seemed to hear the song:

I want to have a home

A place that doesn't need to be gorgeous

When I'm tired

I'll think of it

I want to have a home

A place that doesn't need much

When I was frightened

I'm not afraid

...

Charlotte drew a handful of sad tears, silently took out a golden dragon from his purse, and threw it into the small box under the bed of the cobbler Charik.

Brother, with such eloquence, what kind of cobbler do you do? You are so talented! Bring a speaker near the train station, begging is the shortcut to making a fortune!

Charlotte interrupted Charik's complaints like a surging river, "Okay, stop talking. Open your eyes."

"Don't open it, don't open it!" Charik closed his eyes tightly, "I know the rules of your industry. If you see your appearance, I will be dead!"

Charlotte is strange! There are also police and gangster movies in this world?

"You open it, we are not bad guys!"

"hehe……"

Holding the grass, do you dare to "hehe" me?

Charlotte went up and punched him! This punch hit Charik's stomach, bent him like a cooked prawn.

If the governor hadn't helped him, he would have fallen to the ground!

19 points of strength for ordinary people is simply at the level of professional boxers and weightlifters!

At this time, Charik didn't care about anything or not. He felt that he was being stepped onto the stomach by a cow. If it weren't for the supper, he would have already spitted out from both ends!

"Don't...don't...don't..." Charik wanted to beg for mercy, but he retching for a long time after opening his mouth.

"Charlotte, how can you hit someone? He is just an ordinary person!" Artoria blamed.

"Yes, yes, my fault. I can't help it. By the way, if someone laughs at you in the future, remember to take out the big sword and cut off his head!"

Charik secretly complained when he heard this: Brother, I don’t know you don’t like “hehe”, I’m wronged!

Half a day later, under the endless charm of the Great Golden Dragon and the iron fist of Charlotte, the cobbler Charik finally surrendered. He asked what he asked...

Charlotte: "What's your name?"

"My name is Charik, male, unmarried, lives in Helsin Craftsman District, and has a house at home, with more than a dozen big golden dragons in deposit, and both parents died. There are only two requirements for the other half, one is alive, two is the two is the one..."

Charlotte: "Shut up!"

Originally, Charlotte wanted to use the method learned from the novel. By constantly asking questions quickly, relaxing the other party's caution, and then suddenly asking some key questions. The other party would not respond well and tell the truth...

Made, who knew I asked a single young dog who had too many blind dates!

Forget it, this kind of too meticulous work is not suitable for me. It’s better to be on the front!

"Say! Who is this person next door living in your house? What is your name? What are you doing? Are you familiar with him?" Charlotte shouted softly.

That's right, the sewer exit is next to Charik. Charlotte did not choose to alert the enemy, but went to the next door to inquire about the information before taking action!

"Next door?" Charik was stunned.

Brother, you ran to my house, kidnapped me, beat me, interrogated me, and humiliated me with the golden dragon (please continue) just to find out the loser next door?

I'm really wronged!

If you want to ask, just tell me, you fight and kill all day long...

Next, Charik told Charlotte and the others in detail about the situation next door. It felt like he was possessed by the street aunt, a master of family affairs, and a trivial elite.

If you don't let him say that you can suffocate him to death...

Charik is also a cobbler next door, who is also a single dog...

According to Charliek's description, Charlotte came to the following conclusion:

Bill, nicknamed "Buffalo". He is taciturn, but his skin-making and skin-skinning skills are very good. He is still a celebrity in the circle of cobblers. However, this person is very withdrawn and basically does not interact with others.

According to rumors, Bill fled to Helsing with his mother when he was young, but not long after his mother disappeared. He was adopted by a widowed old cobbler since childhood, but the old cobbler liked to drink alcohol and had a bad temper, so he beat him at any time...

One day ten years ago, the old cobbler fell in the alley because of drinking, hit the back of his head and died...
Chapter completed!