Calamity Crown

The unknown fell from the sky.

Disaster arrived as promised.

Black enveloped the side of the train.

Moments later, scarlet blooms.

The officer who had just raised his hand to cut his throat at Goethe was blinded by a crow before he could put down his hand, and then his neck was cut off by the [Spirit of Blood Crow] hiding in it.

The sudden attack and the immediate death of the commander made the patrol team into a mess in an instant.

Bang, bang, bang!

Scattered gunshots came, and then they received special care from [Spirit of Blood Raven].

After a few times, the rest of the patrol team learned to be smart and no longer dared to shoot at will. While waving their arms to drive away the crows, they began to evacuate while covering their faces.

Within five minutes, the patrol scattered and fled.

Everyone watched this scene dumbfounded.

Especially the train conductor was at a loss.

In the special compartment, Goethe raised his hand to close the curtains, turned around and picked up the notes on the coffee table.

"Aren't you going to say something?"

Sheila couldn't help asking.

"say what?"

Goethe looked at Sheila in surprise.

"Those crows!"

Shira emphasized, acting like you don't want to fool a fool.

"They are innocent."

Goethe said with certainty.

After all, the instigator was him.

And him?

Also for self-preservation.

When this patrol team appeared, Goethe could be sure that this patrol team was in the same group as the previous six robbers, otherwise the other party could not have appeared in such a timely manner.

Obviously, it is intended to respond.

It succeeded. In the name of arrest, the six robbers were taken away.

Failed?

Naturally, he was labeled as an accomplice of robbers.

Then, take away in the name of censorship.

As for the result?

That is of course self-evident.

The other party has no good intentions from beginning to end.

Moreover, it shouldn't be the first time the other party has done this.

Otherwise, it would not be so unscrupulous.

The only pity is that the opponent did not expect to encounter a "larger number" of enemies - under normal circumstances, even if they occasionally encounter a "transcendent", the opponent can still gain an advantage by relying on their numbers.

Especially the military uniform, it was like a talisman.

There are always some people in the world who will think that they are great, but they will not find their own greatness, but the brilliance created by the blood of their ancestors.

They are bathed in radiance.

over time,

They think they are brilliant.

Then, the brilliance gradually dimmed.

"well!"

Goethe suddenly sighed.

"Goethe...wouldn't this be an appetizer?"

Swart, who was nervous just now, swallowed immediately when he heard the sigh, and asked cautiously.

Compared to Sila the Fool, Swart the Coward can obviously see more things.

Almost instantly, I figured out what this patrol team would do when they appeared here.

because……

He's done it before.

Still several times.

And those who were manipulated by him ended up with no good fruit to eat.

Therefore, he knew very well what would happen to them if Goethe hadn't made a move just now.

Unlike him, who is mainly asking for money.

These guys are to die for.

The sheriff's back was wet just thinking about it.

Seeing Swart looking at him pitifully, Goethe smiled.

"It's just an appetizer."

"and……"

"You're already at the table, you can't escape."

Goethe said half-truthfully.

Swarte turned pale, sat on the sofa beside him, and began to shiver.

"waste!"

Sheila commented.

Swart wanted to retort, but ended up saying nothing.

He doesn't want to either.

But he is really scared.

"Goethe, do you have any plans?"

Sheila leaned over again, stretched out her fingers and grabbed Goethe's sleeve, and asked like a baby.

But Goethe was not at all moved.

It wasn't that Sheila wasn't good-looking enough.

It's not that they don't act like they do.

But after Goethe preconceived the other party as a fool, and when the other party was wearing a good-looking skin and posing at him, Goethe always couldn't help but think of Erha who was looking directly at you.

wrong!

Not Erha!

She doesn't have the fluffy, straightforward and silly feeling of Erha.

kind of like...

While Goethe was thinking of a more appropriate description, Sheila was showing off her charm as before, bowing slightly, showing off her waistline and long legs, raised her hand across her neck, and placed it on the On hair pins made of feathers.

This movement seemed to strike Goethe like lightning.

He had a flash of inspiration and blurted out.

"Shoebill!"

After saying this 'adjective', Goethe nodded seriously. The more he looked at Shila, the more he felt like it—at most, it was a good-looking whalebill stork!

Shira froze.

She didn't know what a shoebill was.

But she knew it shouldn't be a good word.

"Go to hell, dog man!"

Sheila shouted in her heart, she really wanted to use a dagger to poke four or five holes in Goethe's body, but she didn't dare, she still had to rely on Goethe to obtain the knowledge of the "Mad King's Legacy"...

etc!

Did this guy not want to share the knowledge of the 'Mad King's Legacy' with me, so he provoked me on purpose?

Thinking of Shira's arms wrapped around her chest, a light flashed in her eyes.

There is only one truth.

Why not speak up?

She won't say it!

Exposing Goethe will not do her any good, but it will make Goethe change her strategy. She has to endure in silence until the day when she gets the 'knowledge of the mad king'.

"What associations did she develop?"

Seeing Sheila's eyes full of wisdom, Goethe raised his eyebrows.

But he didn't say anything more.

In the corridor, the conductor's footsteps could be heard.

"Dear guest, your trip has been delayed."

"Because of an accident, we temporarily need to rest for one night in a nearby town, please move."

"Of course!"

"All the necessary expenses will be borne by us!"

The train conductor said respectfully.

In this regard, Goethe did not refuse.

The robbers before and the patrols after, the many corpses made it impossible for the train to move on.

And the guy who made the attempt should receive news from here soon.

What will the other party do?

If it was him, he would definitely think about defeat before thinking about victory.

Streaks of defeat don't trouble him.

Instead, it will let the opponent enter the next trap.

Moreover, far more deadly than before.

so……

"The other party will also arrange in the town!"

Goethe guessed and looked at Swart.

Suddenly, a bad premonition appeared in the sheriff's heart.

next moment--

"Swart, I need you to rush to Hallest overnight, find Credor, the current branch chief of the 'Keeper of Secrets' in the north, and tell him everything that happened here."

"Then, let the branch chief bring someone to support him!"

Goethe said.

Swart wanted to refuse, but when he saw Goethe's unquestionable gaze, he could only nod in agreement.

The sheriff grabbed some food and water, turned directly out of the window of the carriage, and disappeared on the side of the train while taking advantage of the chaos.

"Can this coward do it?"

"Otherwise, I'll go!"

Sheila recommended herself.

Goethe remained silent.

Why do you think I chose cowards but not you?

With a groan in his heart, Goethe said this.

"You have your mission."

"Yeah?"

"What mission?"

Shira's attention was immediately drawn.

"You'll know when the time comes."

Goethe was perfunctory.

After that, the two drove to the town in the only carriage with a carriage in the town-this carriage was the carriage of the mayor of the town, and most of the rest of the people took donkey carts pulled by straw or simply walked.

It was the mayor's coachman who drove for them.

The young coachman, obviously new to the world, was shocked by Sheila's appearance and blushed all the way.

When facing outsiders, the cold and silent Xila obviously fit her face perfectly.

Even the mayor of the small town who has seen some of the world can't help but marvel.

As for the train conductor?

In his memory, it seemed that there was no such beautiful lady on the train.

However, he was not stupid enough to question Goethe.

The lunch was arranged by the train conductor, and the chef on the train brought the ingredients and borrowed the kitchen of the mayor's house to make it.

"Thank you for coming."

"It really makes the humble house flourish."

"It is an honor to receive you."

The mayor of the small town racked his brains and racked his brains to find out just a few words.

The mayor's wife stood beside her husband, smiling.

This is a lady in her forties, dressed plainly and similar to the surrounding townspeople. Unlike her nervous husband, this lady is quite calm and has a good face. Her eyes are gentle and polite, which makes people feel Feel good when you see it.

And their daughter is a young girl.

At the moment, she was quietly looking at Shira.

The girl who inherited her mother's beauty has always been the dream lover of the young people in the small town, and she is quite confident in her appearance.

However, at this time, when Xila appeared, the girl had a shock.

How could someone be so good-looking? !

The girl thought from the bottom of her heart.

Even though lunch had started, the girl still didn't look away.

Sheila's elegance and decency made the girl feel ashamed.

She became less confident.

This made the girl get up and leave the table when she was halfway through her lunch.

"Ella!"

The girl's father shouted in displeasure.

"Sorry, I'll go take a look."

After the girl's mother apologized, she immediately got up and chased after her.

"Two honorable guests, I'm sorry, it's my recent negligence of discipline that made Ella become like this-but I can't blame me, who made the town suddenly appear... nothing, everything is fine , let's eat first."

The town mayor complained.

However, after the words came out, the mayor obviously knew that he had said something wrong, so he wanted to change the topic.

However, under the gaze of Goethe, he had to continue the previous topic.

The mayor loosened his collar and spoke with great difficulty.

"Man-eating monsters appear in the town!"

"monster?"

Goethe suddenly became interested.