Calamity Crown

Maple was a tall, middle-aged man.

The shirtless upper body was covered with scars, some were knife wounds, some were gunshot wounds, and some were scars on top of scars. It was impossible to tell what caused the injuries.

Holding a roasted beef leg, Mapple was biting heavily.

From time to time, he picked up the chilled wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Did the previous guy investigate clearly?"

A muffled voice sounded from between teeth.

Thinking of the guy who caused him to accidentally lose three ships, Maple took another bite of the beef leg, as if he was gnawing at the opponent's flesh and blood.

"Um."

"It's the mayor of a 'small town' called Goethe - his 'small town' was breached by the commandos of the 'Doomsday Fortress', all the residents were used as fuel, and he was thrown into the power room, and then, Astrid unexpectedly appeared to save him...this is the information they collected."

A young man in a bachelor's suit and glasses smiled lightly.

Unlike Maple's rudeness.

This young man wearing glasses is very gentle.

Even, it can be said to be polite.

There is a sense of elegance in every move.

However, on the other party's dinner plate, there was a... human hand.

After being roasted by the hands, the other party tore it slowly, put it in his mouth, and chewed slowly.

Seeing this scene, fear appeared in the eyes of the Sand Pirates around.

Sand Pirates are lawless.

but,

No cannibalism either.

Maple looked at his advisor, a look of disgust flashed deep in his eyes.

He hated this guy, but he couldn't live without him.

He needs the other's mind to plan for him.

Just like at this moment——

"I don't want the information they collected, I want your analysis."

Maple said.

"My analysis is: that Goethe deliberately let his 'town' be discovered and breached, and then lurked in the 'Fortress of Doom', waiting for the arrival of Astrid."

Spitting out a finger bone, Stewart laughed.

"Are they together?"

Maple looked up.

"certainly."

"However, to be more precise..."

"They're all serving one person!"

Stewart said while picking up the sauce.

"who?"

Maple asked.

"'clown'!"

When Steinert said this name, his eyes behind the glasses showed a cold light, this time without waiting for Maple to ask, the consultant said to himself: "All this is the plan of the 'clown'! "

"From the very beginning, the goal of this 'clown' is to open the door of the 'Fortress of Doom'!"

"For this purpose, he found Goethe and Estride."

"When everything was ready, he made his debut."

"He's on stage!"

"He took the head of Jock VI!"

"Why did he do that?"

"Just to kill that bastard Jock VI?"

Maple's face was full of puzzlement.

"of course not!"

"Jock VI is just a part of his plan. What he wants is chaos. He wants to make the whole wasteland boil."

Stewart shook his head.

"Isn't it for the 'Doomsday Fortress'?"

Maple couldn't believe it.

'Doomsday Fortress'!

The masterpiece of the 'Prophet' Modeus!

A powerful weapon system, a self-sufficient industrial and agricultural system, and a space that can support the lives of millions of people!

All wastelanders covet this place.

Not longing!

Just mouth watering!

Because, all wasteland residents understand that as long as they have this 'Doomsday Fortress', they can also become kings like Jock VI, calling the wind and rain in the entire wasteland.

So, Maple doesn't believe, the Joker isn't for the Doomsday Bastion.

"Heh, compared to the chaos created."

"What does the 'Doomsday Fortress' count?"

Stewart glanced at his employer with a sneer on his face.

Maple saw the sarcasm, and anger began to surface.

Just when the leader of one of the twenty-six sand bandits of the 'Sand Sea Alliance' was about to smash the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, Steinert showed an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, Mr. Maple."

"When facing some things, I have my own persistence."

Saying this, the consultant stood up and saluted Maple respectfully.

Maple frowned, and finally waved his hand, signaling his advisor to continue.

It's not that he doesn't want to pursue it.

But not yet.

When he finds a role to replace the other party, he will definitely make the other party look good.

Maple swears in the bottom of her heart.

Stewart saw through Maple's thoughts at a glance, but the consultant walked up to Maple indifferently, put a player on the table in front of Maple, and pressed the play button.

The next moment, Goethe's speech at the 'clinic' rang out inside.

At first, Maple looked indifferent.

However, listening to this, one of the leaders of the 'Sand Sea Alliance' became interested.

Maple is not smart.

But he could hear what the inspired marauders would do.

"Is this guy really causing chaos?"

"Another crazy guy!"

Maple said so, but she didn't care about it, and a smile appeared on her face instead.

The more chaotic the situation in front of him, the better for him.

As for who messed it up?

He wouldn't care.

"He won't care about the 'Doomsday Fortress'! If he can break through once, he can break through the second time."

"He only cares about his own happiness, he is a lunatic who enjoys his own happiness and is willing to create happiness for himself."

As Stewart spoke, he couldn't help looking at his food.

There was a hint of approval in his eyes.

Because, he is also such a person.

Encounter the same feeling...

So happy!

I just don't know, how does it taste like?

I can't wait!

Stewart pursed the corners of his mouth, suppressing the saliva that was secreted crazily.

"Then what will he do next?"

Maple asked.

"Of course he made the battlefield more muddy, just... I gave him a lot of opportunities."

Stewart said so.

Maple was taken aback.

The next moment, he cursed loudly.

"You bastard, you use your own people as bait again!"

The swearing was loud, but loud.

Maple didn't move on to the next step at all, he called his subordinates and gave some instructions, and the sailboat town he was riding in broke away from the main force and went to the side.

Of course, not for nothing.

In the name of 'Sternert discovers delicacy'.

Maple did this more than once.

Already familiar with it.

"It's not good to just leave the army like this?"

Stewart asked knowingly.

"When the sailboats captured by the clowns appear on the battlefield, the people of 'Fortress of Doom' will definitely think that we have joined the battle, and they will immediately send a reserve team to find 'us' and fight with 'us' to show their toughness. "

"Stay there, and we will have to face the frontal attack of the 'Doomsday Fortress'."

"Besides, I just left the main ship, and my subordinates are still in the main force."

Maple said plausibly.

"Congratulations on becoming the leader of the 'Sand Sea Alliance'."

Stewart said suddenly.

And Maple let out a hahaha laugh.

The 'Sand Sea Alliance' is just an alliance.

Apart from him, there are still twenty-five sand bandit leaders remaining.

And, he's not the strongest one yet.

However, that was before.

after?

He is!

After the 'Sand Sea Alliance' and the 'Doomsday Fortress' reserve team both suffered losses, it was time for him to appear on the stage.

He takes all winners!

"Boss! Boss!"

"Our ship has entered the battlefield!"

The report from his subordinates caused Maple to drop the roasted beef leg, wiped his hands with the tablecloth, and then walked towards the deck.

Stewart followed suit.

The two of them just looked through the binoculars, and three sailboats suddenly appeared on the battlefield, hitting heavily on the track on the side of the 'Doomsday Fortress', and huge sparks erupted.

Even at such a distance, Maple and Stewart heard the explosion.

"This guy turned all three ships into 'bombs'!"

A look of surprise appeared on Maple's face.

Sand Pirates' sailing town is not only full of power and speed, but also has good firepower, so it is of great value.

According to Maple's thinking, the clown might have used one or two of them, but he didn't expect to use all three of them.

"That's not what he cares about."

Steinert said again, as if he knew Goethe quite well.

With that said, the consultant pulled out a button.

After pressing lightly——

boom!

A signal flare suddenly rose from the hidden position of the 'Sand Sea Alliance'.

The flashing flare stayed in the air for more than 30 seconds.

Except for the blind, anyone can see clearly, let alone the guards of the 'Doomsday Fortress'.

What happened afterwards was as expected by Maple and Stewart.

The reserve team of 'Doomsday Fortress' has been dispatched.

Or……

It is the ace unit of the "Doomsday Fortress"!

Groups of aircraft headed straight for the location of the 'Sand Sea Alliance'.

The flying troops, who were unable to participate in the internal war of the fortress, cast their anger on the 'Sand Sea Alliance' at this moment, and missiles poured down like a torrential rain.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, the 'Sand Sea Alliance' was engulfed in a sea of ​​flames.

The entire 'Sand Sea Alliance' was stunned.

It was originally intended to pick up bargains, so how could it become the main battlefield?

They don't understand.

Some clever Sand Pirates were ready to leave when the flare was lifted into the air.

However, no matter how fast the sailing town is, it is not faster than the aircraft.

As a last resort, all sailing ships of the 'Sand Sea Alliance' were involved in the war.

"Counterattack! Counterattack!"

"Shoot them down!"

Shouts one after another, mixed with the sound of gunfire.

In the end, they were all covered up in the continuous sound of explosions.

The sailboats of the 'Sand Sea Alliance' kept falling into flames.

The aircraft of the 'Doomsday Fortress' also began to fall one after another.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing that Maple laughed out loud, he raised his hand to signal to return to the battlefield.

Now is the time for him, Lord Maple, to take over the battlefield.

but--

boom!

Suddenly there was an explosion in the power room.

The tumbling flames rose into the sky with thick smoke.

"what happens?"

Maple was shocked.

The leader of the sand bandits instinctively turned his head to look, but suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

puff!

Amidst the blood gushing, the dying leader of the sand bandits saw only his advisor slowly withdrawing his dagger.

Why?

Maple was puzzled.

"Don't disturb my 'meal'."

After speaking like this, Steinert no longer paid attention to Maple on the ground, and the consultant looked forward with all his attention.

There, Goethe, who looked like a clown, was walking slowly.