Calamity Crown

The sound arrives, and the people arrive.

Under Swart's gaze, Goethe flashed out from the shadows, and the [Shadow Snake Dagger] in his hand passed over the neck of the stag-headed monster.

puff!

Blood sprayed.

The head of the deer is raised.

The body staggered.

Kneel down slowly.

call!

A conical flame shot out from Goethe's hand, completely covering the deer head monster.

The explosive flames quickly devoured the monster's body.

Goethe turned his head and looked at the stunned Swarte, reminding him.

"Dynamite."

"Ah? I X!"

Swart, who came back to his senses, slapped the lead wire again and again, covering the lead wire with his blood-stained palm, making it gradually go out.

After doing all this, Swart was completely relaxed, and he looked at Goethe with a grateful expression on his face.

"Sure enough, I can always trust Goethe!"

Swart thought silently in his heart.

Afterwards, the sheriff sat limply in the cave, unable to stand up.

The roar just now seemed to exhaust all the strength in his whole body.

Now?

I just want to lean here and stay still.

However, when he saw Goethe started to inspect the cave, the sheriff immediately gritted his teeth and stood up to help with the inspection.

"This wendigo is a bit strange. It seems that it is not fully developed, but it has enough food, so it is impossible to have such an underdeveloped phenomenon."

Sheila looked around and frowned.

Swart looked bewildered.

"Look at this cave, it's about 3.5 meters high, while normal Wendigos are all over 5 meters tall. Such a cave is too aggrieved for a normal Wendigo."

Sheila explained.

"You mean, I met a sick man?"

Swart looked unacceptable.

He was almost killed, but turned out to be a sick child?

Anyone who faces such a fact will have to collapse.

"It's not a sick child."

"should be……"

"Some kind of mutation?"

Sheila's tone was uncertain.

Although she has the teacher's teachings, Shila is not a monster scholar in the true sense. To be able to discover the difference between Wendigo is already the limit. Want to know more information?

Basically impossible.

After confirming this, Goethe continued to scan the cave.

Nothing was found except the five bodies hanging.

There are signs of monster life here, but nothing more.

"Go collect ammo from the corpse."

As Goethe spoke, he opened his own box—not the small box containing Jin Ke, but the big box that seemed to hold clothes.

After opening, the explosives are neatly placed in it.

"You take this on the train?!"

Sheila exclaimed.

"They make me feel safe."

Goethe said calmly, and began to arrange in the cave.

Meeting Swart was the first step in the plan.

But the second step is the most critical!

Change from passive to active!

Get rid of the pursuers behind you!

Seeing Goethe's calm appearance, Shila really wanted to open Goethe's head to see what was inside, and what kind of experience could make people go out with a box of explosives without changing their faces?

He can't really be crazy, can he?

Inexplicably, wisdom appeared in Sheila's eyes.

However, as soon as Goethe's eyes came, Sheila immediately started to help with the arrangement.

She opened her suitcase and took out an exquisitely crafted and beautiful lady's box, similar to a cosmetic bag.

But there is no cosmetics in it.

But two metal cans.

Inside is...

Kerosene!

"Aren't these two lunatics?"

"Who will bring explosives and kerosene when going out?"

Swart looked at Goethe and Shira, his eyes twitched wildly, and he tightened the explosives on his body completely subconsciously.

...

The afternoon sun became more and more vicious.

Even though it is winter in the north for half a year, the sunshine at the end of June still makes people feel hot and dry.

Root led his men forward, everyone was panting and sweating.

A tall Lute in leather armor, with scars on his face and messy hair, looks very vicious.

He has a long sword and a revolver at his waist, a telescope hanging on his chest, and a spear in his hand. At this moment, the spear is used by Root as a trekking pole.

The whole team, ten people, except for three people with extra backpacks, are all dressed similarly.

And the three men with backpacks also had revolvers around their waists, but they didn't have long swords or spears, apparently to reduce weight.

However, no matter how much weight was reduced, the three of them were just like everyone else, gasping for breath from exhaustion.

However, no one dared to sit down and rest.

because……

The target person has escaped!

Thinking of this, Root wished he could shoot down the guy from 'Halest' who was in charge of tracking. He couldn't even look down on two big living people, and he called himself an elite.

"What a waste!"

"If it weren't for your lord's order, I would have sunk these bastards into the Smlei River to feed the fish!"

Root cursed angrily.

None of the surrounding subordinates objected.

After all, this was not their task in the first place.

They just cooperate.

Who knew those guys were so unreliable.

Thinking of this, these subordinates became more and more dissatisfied.

"Boss! Boss!"

"I found it!"

One of the men in front ran back.

"How about it?"

Although his heart was full of resentment, Root did not neglect, and followed his subordinates to the location where the Wendigo attacked. After careful inspection, the leader's face became serious.

"Apply the potion!"

With an order, the three men with backpacks immediately took out the medicine from the backpacks and handed them to the surrounding people.

When the painting was finished, they followed the trail of dragging and found the cave.

Root gestured at the two men, and immediately they put down the spears in their hands, held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, and cautiously groped into the cave.

About two minutes later, a subordinate ran out——

"Boss, those guys from Hallest have been hung up by Wendigo as food reserves."

"waste!"

"Have you found anything else?"

"Where's the guy with Goethe Wayne?"

Root cursed again.

"I didn't find it, I should have taken advantage of it and ran away."

The subordinate shook his head.

"Good luck to him!"

"Where's the Wendigo?"

Root continued.

"Should have been killed—we saw charred bodies and some battle marks, but it was too messy for us to judge."

The guy said the truth.

"Leave two people outside, and the rest, light a torch and come in with me."

Root gave an order, and everyone jumped into action.

Two men stood outside with guns on guard.

The rest of the people all entered the cave.

Then--

boom!

After a bang, the entire cavern began to collapse.

Root and others who entered it were submerged by stones without reacting.

"Roar!"

Root roared angrily.

An invisible force field formed on his body, blocking the impact of the crushed stone.

But it didn't work at all.

Because, the real ultimate move is not these crushed stones at all.

The flames spread silently.

The next moment, Root was swallowed by flames.

Lute, who was burning all over his body, looked at the two men guarding the entrance of the cave, with a stern look on his face.

next moment--

"Ahhh!"

The two guards at the door screamed and fell to the ground.

After a few quick twitches, he was no longer breathing.

This scene made Goethe, who was just about to make a move to catch the living, frown.

"This, this...is a group of dead men?"

Swart couldn't help but gasped.

As the sheriff of Lust, Swart has seen many outlaws, but he can be sure that no outlaw can achieve this level.

Of course, the dead are not terrible.

What is scary is the person behind the dead man.

Big shot without a doubt!

And now, they are facing such a big shot.

Swart's face turned pale again.

"Goethe, why don't we run away?"

"Lust is not safe either."

"Going to Hallest is a dead end. Sure enough, Tessin can't stay any longer. Let's go abroad, take a boat to Faber, and then hide our names and wait for the calm."

The sheriff had his say.

"waste!"

Sheila commented as usual.

Goethe inspected the corpse.

His insufficient supernatural knowledge made it impossible for him to confirm the cause of death of the corpse.

Fortunately, Sheila knew.

"It's a contract similar to drug coordination. One person controls one or several people, and then this controller will also be controlled by a higher-level person-in Tesin, such methods rarely appear, and most of them are in the law. According to the traditional aristocrats of the Boer and Rudshi kingdoms, many people like to use this method, especially Rudshi, who regard it as a manifestation of 'loyalty'."

"Faber? Rudds?"

"It's over, foreign countries are not safe anymore."

Swart looked desperate.

Goethe was thoughtful.

"If these people die, will the controller know?"

Goethe asked.

"Some will, some won't."

"Such methods are not cheap."

"Everyone who signs a contract needs a gold gram as a support. If there are additional conditions, this gold gram will be multiplied."

Sheila explained.

"is that so?"

Goethe whispered to himself, and began to inspect the battlefield. After confirming that there were no survivors and no valuable information, he got up and picked up the luggage in the hidden place.

There is no need to stay now.

Of course, there will be no return to town.

Not to wait for the train to start again.

He wanted to take advantage of this 'vacancy' that had finally appeared, and go directly to Hallest.

Only in Hallest would there be temporary security.

If you stay here, the opponent will only send chasing troops in a steady stream.

After all, this place should be quite important to the other party.

Thinking of the identity of the dead men and the potion that the team of dead men had just applied, Goethe narrowed his eyes slightly and walked faster.

This time, he didn't just smell the conspiracy.

Still in the middle of a conspiracy.

Goethe never forgot why he came to the north.

It is to inherit a legacy of Grand Duke Scrooge.

And now?

He was "led" into this bureau step by step by the people who prevented him from going to the northern border, which meant that the people who blocked him from going to "Halest" should be familiar with the people who arranged here.

And determined that the power here can kill him.

Even, very likely, is a person.

Of course, it is also possible to kill with a borrowed knife!

However, these are not important!

The important thing is...

Who will stop him from going to Hallest?