Calamity Crown

Furyk was slightly distracted in his chair.

"My lord? My lord?"

The continuous shouts from his subordinates brought Furyk back to his senses.

"What about the miners?"

Furyk, who recovered, asked calmly.

"After killing a few people who took the lead in making trouble, I became much more honest—these low-class people actually forgot the kindness of the lord, and willingly became slaves of the barbarians. They really don't know how to live or die."

The subordinate who was still stained with blood grinned grinningly.

"Go and kill another batch."

"Pull out those guys with resentment on their faces and kill them."

Furyk ordered.

"Yes, my lord."

The subordinates took orders, turned around and left.

After his men left, Furyk lost his mind again.

He was thinking about Missy's plan.

As a housekeeper, he knew from a long time ago that Missy was a bold and adventurous person.

However, after experiencing the failure of the plan several years ago, he thought that Missy would restrain herself a bit.

After all, after the distant nephew of the lord who he didn't even know appeared, the eldest lady quickly died down and took him directly to Bode with a changed face.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Not to mention any symbolic resistance.

After arriving in Bode, the eldest lady lived in seclusion.

If he hadn't been told to return to Svetla Territory suddenly this time, he would have thought that the eldest lady would choose to spend her life in an ordinary way.

"Using the mine as bait, surprise Xueling City..."

"Hope it will work!"

Furyk thought silently in his heart.

Although he might face death this time, he, who was once the housekeeper of the young lady's father and became the butler of the young lady after the death of the young lady's father, is still willing to take risks.

Not just loyalty.

And kindness.

If it weren't for the young lady's father, he would have died long ago.

Die in the ice and snow.

"Master, please rest assured."

"I will definitely try my best to help the young lady get Svetra back."

Furyk said softly.

Then, the old butler stood up and went to inspect the mine.

For some reason, after dark, he always felt terrified.

Faced with a bad premonition, the old butler, who is a transcendent, would not be careless.

Therefore, he ordered without hesitation to slaughter those who might cause trouble.

It's the same even if the other party doesn't seem to him a threat at all.

Standing at the highest point of the mine, Furyk looked at the 300 soldiers in rotation—these were the elite soldiers left behind by the master, and they gathered here immediately after the eldest lady returned to Svetla.

Thank you Sir Kendall.

The old butler thought silently in his heart.

If it wasn't for this lord, they wouldn't have taken Xueyuan City so smoothly.

Not to mention, under the premise of extremely insufficient troops, it is still possible to arrange this bait.

After looking around, Furyk was ready to return to the room to rest for a while.

Although he had undergone two baptisms, the old butler hadn't completed a qualitative change after all. As he grew older, his physical strength and energy had long since declined.

After returning to Svetra, the old butler who hadn't rested for several days felt tired.

Especially when he thought that dawn was the real critical moment, the old butler immediately made a decision.

However, just as the old housekeeper returned to the room, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Um?"

For some reason, he just felt like someone was spying on him.

Without hesitation, the old butler drew out his long sword.

The other party walked cautiously towards the corner.

The point of the sword pointed at the shadow.

But nothing.

"It's really old."

The old butler shook his head, turned around and returned to the room. He lay on the bed that belonged to the foreman in his clothes. He closed his eyes. After ignoring the restlessness, the tiredness instantly flooded the old man like a tide. housekeeper.

When the snoring sounded, a sharp dagger easily pierced through the back of the bed and pierced the heart of the old housekeeper.

The old butler woke up before the dagger touched it.

However, it was too late.

The already old body, coupled with exhaustion and trance when waking up, made it impossible for the other party to react in time.

"ah!"

With a scream, the old butler raised his fist and threw it under the bed.

But an invisible wind is faster.

puff!

[Spirit of Blood Raven] slit the opponent's throat.

The hand that the old housekeeper raised just now fell down powerlessly.

Goethe rolled out from under the bed without stopping, turned around and went out, and went straight to the mine where the miners were imprisoned—there were not many guards, only 6 people, but the explosives at the entrance of the mine made Goethe very concerned.

With that amount, once it is detonated, the mine will definitely collapse, and none of the miners inside will survive.

[Spirit of the Blood Crow], who had already scouted the entire mine for Goethe, attacked again.

The two soldiers guarding the door did not realize that the invisible [Spirit of the Blood Crow] had entered the mine, and the four soldiers in the cave were guarding the explosives.

Torches stay away from here.

In the dark, two of them rested and two stood guard.

Even during the rest, he did not put down the gun in his hand.

Moreover, it is very hidden.

Obviously this corner was chosen with care.

But, useless.

[Spirit of the Blood Raven] has already investigated everything clearly.

But at this moment, it flew by at a very high speed, directly plundering the lives of two soldiers standing guard.

Goethe jumped out of the shadows, and the [Shadow Snake Blade] in his hand swept across the necks of the remaining two.

After finishing all this, Goethe killed the two soldiers at the door one by one.

Bang, bang!

Two sudden gunshots woke up the sleeping rebels in the mine and the patrolling soldiers. One by one, they raised their guns and came towards this place.

But before they got close, a flare went off——

Snapped!

Fireworks explode.

The roaring giant bear roared under the night sky.

The ground began to shake.

The charged cavalry launched a charge, and the temporary fortifications built by the rebels were torn apart by the elite cavalry like paper.

Everything is as Goethe expected.

include--

Attack!

clang!

The blade passed over Goethe's side and slashed at the wall beside Goethe.

The tough stone wall was cut open by a sword.

Just like cutting tofu.

A man holding a sword looked at Goethe in surprise, as if quite surprised that Goethe could dodge the sword.

But the opponent didn't stop, and stabbed with a sword again.

Goethe didn't have any idea of ​​confronting the opponent head-on at all. The sword just now had already informed Goethe. If he hadn't seen the opponent with the help of the [Spirit of Blood Raven]'s vision, he had prepared in advance.

That sword had already split him in two.

The opponent is an invincible opponent!

Goethe, who came to a conclusion, retreated quickly!

bang bang bang!

Goethe, who was retreating, pulled the trigger again and again, and the bullets from the revolver instantly enveloped the opponent.

clang clang clang!

The blade swung repeatedly, and the bullets that came from the lasing were cut one by one.

The figure of the man with the sword rushed to Goethe.

"Go to hell!"

The other party let out a low cry, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again.

but,

But a hand grabbed the wrist.

This is a thick, callused palm, and the owner of the palm is a middle-aged man who is as strong as an ox and wears leather armor.

The middle-aged man worked hard with a blank face.

Click!

The wrist of the man holding the sword was crushed.

The long sword fell to the ground, and the man holding the sword wailed.

"Art!"

The man with the sword called out the name of the middle-aged man, but this did not prevent the accompanying captain of the Grand Duke's Guard from knocking him out with a punch.

"Master Goethe, are you all right?"

Art turned to look at Goethe.

"It's okay, he is a transcendent of the path of 'swordsman'?"

Goethe shook his head and asked.

"Well, I have completed the two baptisms of 'Sword Ceremony' and 'Jian Wen', and I am about to start the third baptism of 'Jian Xin'. If I complete the third baptism, it will not be so easy for me to take him down. Easy."

Yate, who has embarked on the road of 'warrior', said truthfully.

"So it is!"

As Goethe said, his brows were slightly frowned.

The reason why I didn't let Yate take the shot in the first place just now is to test my real strength, what level is it in the "anchor world".

But the result made Goethe a little dissatisfied.

There should be no problem facing opponents with 1 baptism.

But facing opponents who have been baptized twice, you need to do your best.

And it is basically impossible for him to defeat an opponent who has been baptized three times.

If it is an opponent who has completed 3 baptisms?

That is powerless!

"The me now is roughly equivalent to an extraordinary person who has completed two baptisms."

With accurate judgment, Goethe once again yearned for great power from the bottom of his heart.

However, Goethe did not forget what should be done.

He walked towards a battlefield that ended before it even started.

A group of ex-soldiers, but after being abandoned for several years, went to face the elite who practiced every day, and under the premise that the latter had an absolute advantage in numbers, the result was self-evident.

Not to mention, there are extraordinary people hidden in the latter's team.

Those people are Yate's team, a total of 10 people.

Therefore, Goethe's side won the victory almost at a negligible price.

Most of the 300 soldiers were captured under Goethe's order.

At this moment, Goethe stood in front of these captives.

"I am Goethe Wayne, the Guardian of the North, the nephew of Grand Duke Scrooge, and the new Lord of Svetla. I understand but am sorry for your rebellion."

"I understand your loyalty."

"But as the new Lord of Svetra, I have to announce that you will all be executed before sunset in three days—but, given your loyalty, I am willing to give you a chance."

"If that Ms. Enos is willing to come here and have a fair duel with me, no matter the outcome, I will let you go."

"Of course, if that Ms. Enos wins..."

"I will return the entire Svetla to the other party!"

Following Goethe's words, the eyes of these prisoners looking at Goethe changed from hatred to surprise.

As diehards of the former Lord Svetra, these people love this land more than anyone else.

The obsession with this land even surpasses life and death.

Therefore, facing Goethe's duel with the territory as a bet, these people hesitated.

However, they did not lose their minds.

"Miss Enos has never learned martial arts, how could she win you?"

cried one of the prisoners.

"Well, that's right."

"So, I can ask Miss Enos to designate a member who used to be a member of Lord Svetra to fight with me."

"If you win, you can get Svetla and my head back."

"If you lose, I hope Miss Enos will pay the same price."

"That's fair, isn't it?"

Goethe said with a smile.

In an instant, a name popped up in the minds of these prisoners——

Kendalls!

They are tempted.

If it is His Excellency Kendalls, he can definitely win!

You know, that is the guardian knight of Svetla!

He is the person they respect the most!

He is also the strongest person in Svetla's territory!

How could a guy who couldn't even beat His Excellency Kendall's disciple win against His Excellency Kendall?

We can't lose!

The eyes of the captives burned instantly.

Goethe glanced at the expressions of these prisoners, and he knew that his plan was half successful.

Since Enos launched a rebellion in the name of Svetla.

Then he will give the opponent a more direct chance.

Faced with such an opportunity, the other party will definitely be tempted.

In other words, even if you are not tempted, you will definitely agree.

Because, among the people who gathered around each other, half, or even more, came because of the 'Svetla collar'.

Honor back.

regain lost ground.

is the dream of these people.

It is also the reason why these people follow Enos.

Once this reason is lost, Enos naturally understands what will happen.

At that time, even if the opponent has the support of Tesin's royal family, it is impossible to continue.

Even if the other party has a careful and risky plan, it will die halfway.

As for agreeing?

That's even better, which is exactly what Goethe wanted.

The opponent came from the dark to the light, and the danger was greatly reduced.

Therefore, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not, Goethe has achieved his goal.

Goethe raised his head, looked at the clear night sky, and sighed softly in his heart——

Sorry.

I really don't know much about military battles, and it's too late to learn now.

It is also impossible to guess what you have set up with this.

I don't even want to give up my rare advantage.

So, I turned the board over.

Let's go at my pace.

Now……

It's my turn!