Anne did not wake until she had slept for a full three hours. The moment she opened her eyes and saw Charlotte, joy filled her heart, and she threw her arms around him again. After they embraced for a while, Charlotte finally said with a smile, "Don't worry. I'm perfectly fine!"
"You rest for a while. I'm going to interrogate a prisoner."
Anne asked in confusion, "A prisoner?"
Charlotte replied, "The Orc Saint Rank who was hunting you and Nanny Karen!"
Anne was immediately startled. "You captured a Saint Rank alive?"
Charlotte smiled faintly. "After all, four Saint Ranks joined forces!"
Golden Goat Herolf was evenly matched with the Lizard Person Black Dragon in pure strength. The old leopardman was incomparably fast, Sabastine was a Saint Rank archer best at long-range attacks, and Nanny Karen was a Dream Walker. Once the Dreamscape was unleashed, she was the perfect support.
Although Charlotte did not know how the battle had gone, he still felt that this outcome was "normal."
Though Anne was reluctant, she knew Charlotte had serious business to attend to and reluctantly let him go. Then she suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "I have something for you."
Anne took out an exquisite little makeup case and eagerly opened it, then turned it upside down. A heap of weapons clattered out of the case, which was scarcely larger than a palm—at least twenty or thirty of them.
What made Charlotte's heart race was that all twenty or thirty weapons were supernatural, and every single one was of exceptional quality. At least five or six were High-Order Transcendent weapons.
Anne said softly, somewhat embarrassed, "Everything was too rushed, so I only took these from Father's study. Make do with them for now."
Charlotte felt that Count Brittany was probably polishing his