I have to say that the milk in this world is really delicious, extremely mellow, fragrant and delicious.

Charlotte didn't know whether it was because this body liked drinking milk, or whether she had fallen in love with the taste after traveling through time. Anyway, she just didn't feel good if she didn't drink it for a day.

After hearing the girl's words, the black cat's ears stood up almost instantly.

It cleared its throat and raised its head proudly, looking confident.

Quasimodo glanced at the black cat and lowered his head respectfully:

"I will obey your orders."

"Have you found out his origins?"

Charlotte asked again.

Quasimodo was silent for a moment and sighed:

"Checked it out."

"Who sent him here? Who was he bewitched by?"

Charlotte raised her voice.

This time, her expression was much more serious and serious.

She is really curious.

This was a kidnapping, a frame-up, and an assassination...Who did she offend? And whose interests were affected?

Although nothing serious happens every time, it's really disgusting to have flies scurrying around you every three days, and you might accidentally get infected one day.

She wants to know who her enemy is, and she wants to know who the hidden malice behind it comes from!

Quasimodo hesitated and did not answer immediately.

Charlotte is a little strange.

She looked at the old servant and quickly caught the flash of hesitation on his face.

"Go on, there's nothing you can't say."

Charlotte said.

Quasimodo sighed and replied:

"Return to the master, he...he did it voluntarily."

"voluntary?"

Charlotte was stunned.

She frowned:

"what happened?"

Looking at the girl's puzzled expression, Quasimodo sighed:

"Master, do you... still remember the disaster of the Balrog ten years ago?"

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Chapter completed!