Calamity Crown

August, morning.

Although according to the solar terms, it is still summer in the northern border.

However, in the northern border at the end of summer, there was already a slight chill in the wind.

Goethe walked to the window sill with bare feet and opened the window. He needed to clear his head—after reading the mysterious knowledge all night, even Goethe, who had 20 times the body of a normal person, felt his temples swell.

Ever since Tesin issued 'everything is a misunderstanding' a month ago and was willing to compensate for various losses in the northern border, the war is just as the Grand Duke said: it is over.

Except for the Second Army of the North that is permanently stationed in the Tusca Fortress.

All returned to Hallest.

Except Smlik.

Because of the loss of the head of the 'Knights of the Rose', Faber not only jumped up and down in the country, but also in the inland sea-the cannonballing activities that were only routine for two or three days a month have become daily routines. The number has also changed from three to five to thirty or fifty.

Faber used this action to express his dissatisfaction.

What a distorted dignity!

Gergil commented on Faber's behavior in this way.

A group of cocks that are already about to go into the oven are still talking about a classy guy!

Emlei Ke was much more straightforward, and he was short of mocking and insulting Fabol.

And Goethe?

Not only is he a clean freak, but he also doesn't want to talk to idiots, and he doesn't want to comment on idiot behavior—you mean Sheila?

That's an exception.

Well, exception.

The only exception, who made the other party pretend too well at that time.

So, the exception occurs.

Goethe swore that this was the last exception.

more?

He can't take it anymore.

Thinking of Xila proving the purity of her blood every now and then, Goethe originally relieved a lot of temples, and again, they swelled up and down, so that he had to divert his attention.

[Attributes: Mind: 2.2 Skill: 7.7 Body: 20.9]

...

Goethe looked at his attribute bar.

The [Heart] attribute is not enough, but the [Body] attribute has reached the level that can be promoted to the third level.

Not only in terms of attributes, but his strongest [Thunderbolt] and [Thunder God] skills are already quite close to the level of ordinary third-order - this is a month, after several fights with the Grand Duke and members of the Grand Duke's Guard, Goethe concluded that conclusion.

"Single mastering the secret technique, collectively referred to as superhumans, can display combat power ranging from blade level to explosive level!"

"When the first and second extreme baptisms are completed, the combat power will reach the level of tanks to fighter planes!"

"And after completing the third extreme baptism and stepping into the level of a 'professional', you will be a superhuman who can exert the power of a 'strong' level. This time is the first level!"

"In the same way, when a Tier 1 extreme professional is promoted to Tier 2, he should be able to exert the power of a 'fierce' level!"

Goethe summed up his experience in the past month, and had a more direct division of his own strength.

Obviously, the previous sub-head of the "Knights of the Rose" was not an extreme baptism. Facing the strength of the second level of extreme baptism, he was basically powerless to fight back.

wrong!

Not a baptism!

It should be 'bloodline awakening'!

Goethe corrected his mistake.

Regarding Fabol's so-called "bloodline awakening", the entire process was recorded in detail in the notes given to him by both Enmlai and Gejir.

Except for some necessary items and ceremonies similar to baptism.

The real core is one's own blood.

Or to put it another way, it is whether your parents, grandparents, and maternal grandparents are strong.

Absolutely strong and strong.

Of course, if you have money and buy enough potions, you can also be powerful.

besides……

Look at the face!

For example, the head of the 'Knights of the Rose' was very lucky and had a certain mutation, possessing a very special bloodline.

But those are very few, very few in the history of Faber.

Ordinary people don't even have to think about it.

Instead of choosing to look at the face, it is better to choose the baptism ceremony to gain strength.

However, Fabers consider this inelegant and a faux pas.

Especially the Ke family in the north, they were called barbarians and savages by the other side.

"A bunch of idiots!"

After Goethe muttered to himself, he turned his attention to his second baptism——

[Defeat a powerful opponent alone: ​​30/1]

['Heart'≥0.6, the judgment is passed! 】

[The 'grinding' ceremony has been completed, and the judgment has passed! 】

[Yes/No to start the 'Blood Bath' ceremony]

...

In the past month, Goethe has been fighting with members of the Grand Duke's Guard every day, except for supplementing mystical knowledge. Except for the 20 times that were achieved by the branch of the "Knights of the Rose", the remaining 20 → 30 times, They were all 'brushed' among members of the Grand Duke's Guard.

But this is already the limit.

Because, the same opponent did not increase the number of times.

In the Grand Duke's Guard, there are only 10 second-tier professionals.

"If it exceeds thirty times..."

"It should be okay, right?"

Goethe muttered to himself.

Then Goethe shook his head.

30...

This number made him a bit uncomfortable with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

It's almost the same as 19→20.

Why can't it be 100?

Goethe asked himself more than once.

When he accurately assessed his level of strength, an inexplicable thought rose in his heart. He wanted to "defeat an opponent who is at least equal, preferably stronger than you, and must be done alone" in the second baptism. Conditions, the idea of ​​reaching 100 times.

But Goethe was not a greedy person.

In other words, Goethe's prudence prevented him from being greedy.

According to Gejir, there are only 40+ second-tier professionals with names and surnames in Tesyin.

Even if he challenged them all once, he was still short of 30.

This requires him to challenge the royal families of Fabol, Ludez, Yatuk, and Lidal.

But is it possible?

It is simply impossible under normal circumstances!

Don't talk about going to Fabol, Ludez, Yatuk, and the royal family of Lidar. It is impossible for Tesin to complete this wave of challenges alone-once he reveals this talent, just wait to be assassinated.

A series of assassinations.

Tier 2 professional?

No!

Only Tier 3 professionals will come!

With the lessons learned from Smlai Ke, the royal family of Tesin will never show mercy.

However, that's normal!

Now?

A bit abnormal!

Tesin was defeated.

George VI was dying.

Grand Duke Scrooge was promoted to legend.

"Is there a chance?"

"100 times!"

Goethe muttered to himself.

A baptism is comparable to an extreme second-tier professional, and it is enough to be called a monster.

But Goethe really wants to try a second baptism comparable to an extreme third-tier professional.

Or……

He wants to be on par with a legend at the first level!

Yes it will be difficult.

But it's not like there's no chance at this moment!

Standing at the window, Goethe was blowing the morning breeze, and his eyes were constantly changing-the cautious and adventurous hearts changed and intertwined back and forth.

In the end, a balance was reached.

He decided to take a chance.

Because, if you give up without giving it a try, Goethe is afraid that you will regret it for the rest of your life.

"Do it as hard as you can!"

Goethe told himself in this way, put on his clothes and shoes and walked towards the dining room in the Ke family castle - one of the Ke family traditions, when there is no emergency, the Ke family must eat together every morning.

No one will object to this.

Objected, it's useless.

As an elder, the Grand Duke will educate the younger generation very well. The tools include but are not limited to belts, shoe soles, and scabbards. The means include but are not limited to whipping, kicking, and hanging up.

"Morning, Goethe."

A yawning Gajeel appeared.

Behind him followed a young girl: Ella.

Ella, the daughter of the town mayor who had a relationship with Goethe, lowered her head at this time, standing there timidly, her fingers kept stirring, and she was very nervous.

"is her?"

Goethe looked at Ella in surprise.

Gegil's sweep of the northern frontier has not been smooth.

It lasted for nearly a month, and he returned to Hallest late last night.

At that time, Gergil wrote to say that some troubles had arisen.

It seems that someone 'mistakenly broke' into his laboratory.

But what Goethe didn't expect was that the person who broke into the laboratory by mistake would be the mayor's daughter Ella.

At the same time, with the appearance of Ella, Goethe also understood why Gejir never said in the letter that those experiments had been done, and why the Grand Council, who had always been kind to the younger generation, was so strict, and even beat Gejir with the sole of his shoe.

If you give it to him, let alone the soles of the shoes.

Shoot this bastard junior on the wall at the beginning.

"Goethe, are you thinking of something bad?"

Gejier keenly realized that his cousin was looking at him wrongly.

"No, your illusion."

"However, next time my uncle hits you again, I may stab you once or twice."

Goethe smiled kindly.

That appearance is a bit or two similar to the Grand Duke.

"I swear!"

"this is the last time!"

"And, the guys I picked are all damn guys!"

"Only her..."

"It's an exception!"

Gejir pointed to the small town girl next to her, with a helpless expression on her face.

And the small town girl lowered her head, not only timidly, but also shy.

Goethe could see that the other's ears were red.

"Then 'mistake'?"

"Well, it's 'intrusion'!"

"I'll take care of it!"

Goethe emphasized, winked at Goethe, and unconsciously turned the corner of his mouth in the direction of the small town girl. Goethe understood it and didn't ask any more questions—he believed that Goethe would handle it well.

It was as if he understood that Gejir would definitely be beaten up by the Grand Duke after a while.

"Morning, Gegil, Goethe!"

Emlei Ke came back from the outside with sleepy eyes and a smell of makeup all over his body.

Obviously, the grand duke's second son was even more exhausted.

Goethe saw the blossoming strawberries on the neck of the other party, and the lipstick mark on the side of the cheek.

"Playing on every occasion, um, just acting on every occasion."

Emlei Ke noticed the gazes of the two younger brothers, and immediately explained—it was just that the tone was very embarrassing, it was clearly an explanation, but somehow there was a feeling of showing off.

"Be careful of getting sick!"

Gejill said enviously and hatefully.

"You just envy my life!"

Emlei Ke snorted, his nostrils turned to the sky.

One of the traditions of the Ke family: Only men who have reached the age of 22 can stay out at night, but they must come back for breakfast.

As for women?

Must be back before dark.

Gejir was so angry that his teeth were itchy. At this time, the girl from the small town behind wanted to raise her hand to grab Gejir's sleeve, but Gejir avoided it without a trace.

"The accident?"

Emlei K asked.

"Um."

Gagil smiled wryly.

"When father hits you later, I will help father hold your hands, and Goethe hold your legs."

As he said that, Emler K was about to raise his hand to hook Goethe's shoulder, but Goethe dodged it.

Godra moved two steps away, and said quietly to Enmlai Ke: "Ai, it's a matter of course, warts are not a big deal, the chance of winning the lottery is phlegm, why worry about impotence, it's just a blister, No medicine next time!"

After finishing speaking, before Emlei K could react, he strode into the dining room.

In the restaurant, the Grand Duke, Nina, and Sheila have already arrived.

"elder brother!"

Nina gave a sweet cry.

Goethe immediately smiled and touched the top of his sister's head.

Sheila?

No matter what you do, eat first.

He was the first to arrive at breakfast every day, which was highly appreciated by the Grand Duke.

However, the Grand Duke's face today was quite ugly. After signaling Goethe to sit down first, he stared at the door with a gloomy expression. As soon as Emleck and Gegil came in, he shrunk his neck.

Emlei Ke moved his steps indistinctly.

Gejill thought about it too, but didn't dare, and just stood there in a daze.

"Sila, I asked the kitchen to make a blood-enriching soup. Take Nina to the kitchen first to see why the soup isn't ready yet."

The Grand Duke said so.

"OK."

Sheila held Nina by the hand and left the restaurant temporarily.

Just after the two left, the Grand Duke left the throne, strode up to Gejir, raised his hand and slapped——

Snapped!

With a crisp sound, Gejir was blown away, and his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, the Grand Duke drew out his long sword and stabbed Gejir five times in a row.

Puff puff!

Amidst the sound of the blade and flesh cutting, Gejir couldn't get up immediately, and his breathing became weak.

The town girl beside her was so frightened that she almost cried, but she didn't dare to say anything, and could only stand there helpless.

puff!

Another sword.

The sword pierced Gejir's thigh.

"6 people, 6 swords."

"The first time and the last time."

"Understand?"

The Grand Duke questioned Gejir.

"clear!"

Gejill was weak, but he replied firmly.

The Grand Duke then turned to look at the small town girl, and said with apology and guilt: "I can't kill my son, so he can only bear 6 sword strikes, and I will replace the remaining 3 sword strikes."

After speaking, the hilt of the sword was turned upside down.

puff! puff! puff!

Three swords in a row.

Unlike the previous merciless men, these three swords directly pierced the Grand Duke's body.

The small town girl stood there in a daze, dumbfounded.

"I, I, you, you, he..."

The little girl from the small town who couldn't even speak completely fainted.

Gejir on the side gritted his teeth and raised his arm to support the other party. At the same time, he wanted to support his father who still had a sword in his body, but was slapped again by the Grand Duke.

However, this time it is not serious.

"Hold her up well."

"When she wakes up, ask her what she wants, and try to satisfy her—now... take medicine and eat."

After the Grand Duke finished speaking, he drew out his sword and walked to the main seat at the dinner table.

Emlei K took out the potion.

Goethe took out the 【Healing Stone】.

However, they were all rejected by the Grand Duke, and he just asked the doctor to apply the medicine and bandage.

After that, the atmosphere in the restaurant became extremely depressing.

Until Sheila came back with Nina carrying soup.

"Eh?"

Shira looked at the injured Grand Duke and Gejir.

"There was a cockroach on Gejill just now, so I slapped it hard a few times, but it ran to me, so I slapped myself a few more times."

The Grand Duke explained with a smile.

Such words, even Sheila did not believe it.

But when he saw Goethe and Emlei Ke nodding, he unconsciously wondered if there were really cockroaches.

The breakfast after that was the same as before.

Except for one more comatose town girl.

"Sila, take Nina to the small hall, where I prepared dessert!"

The Grand Duke said.

After Sheila left with Nina, Gejir's face turned pale, but he still carried the town girl out, and the Grand Duke was helped out by Goethe.

As for Emlei K?

It is to find more potions.

After sending the small town girl back to the room, Gejill simply fell into a coma.

Emlei Ke began to pour medicine on his younger brother and re-bandage him.

Goethe put the [Healing Stone] on Gergil before walking out of the room lightly.

As soon as he went out, he saw the Grand Duke standing in the corridor.

The Grand Duke, whose bandages had already been dyed red, was worried.

"Gejill is fine."

Goethe said immediately.

"Well, Goethe will walk with me."

The Grand Duke nodded and said.

The two walked into the corridor again.

The Grand Duke looked at the empty flower garden and suddenly sighed softly.

"If Little Jasmine knew what I just did, she would definitely beat me up, and then ignore me for at least ten days."

"Some things, even if they are covered up, I need to let Gejir know that covering up doesn't mean it doesn't exist, and I have to take responsibility, otherwise..."

"Doing something wrong and not accepting punishment will only make him arrogant, ignorant, and finally die."

With that said, the Grand Duke sighed again.

When he was in his "hometown", Goethe heard more than once from his only friend, the fat man, that educating children is a very troublesome thing. Because if your education is not good, it will be too late until someone else educates you, and it will be too late to cry.

Goethe clearly remembered that when he was thinking about this sentence, the fat man ate the only two remaining roasted kidneys.

At the time, he felt educated.

However, it was not as shocking as the scene just now.

He was right next to him just now. When the Grand Duke stabbed Gejir with his sword, although he avoided the vital point, it was a real stabbing, not just pretending.

In case I make a mistake...

Unconsciously, Goethe thought of this.

Then, shuddered.

He didn't want to be stabbed by a sword.

Was my attitude towards my uncle not friendly enough?

Goethe began to reflect on himself.

The Grand Duke sat down and stared blankly at the flower garden.

After ten minutes, Goethe broke the silence.

"Do you want to challenge second-tier professionals from various countries?"

"Complete the second baptism to the maximum extent?"

Facing Goethe's thoughts, the Grand Duke was taken aback for a moment and then laughed.

"No problem at all!"

"In the past, it would have been difficult, but this time there is a good opportunity - because of the war, Tesin will give us a considerable amount of compensation, and they are very unwilling!"

"So, if we add a clause to the compensation clause, let their second-tier professionals go to the border, and we will challenge them there. If one of them wins, we will give up the compensation!"

"I think these guys will come flying!"

"Of course, this is the last arrangement!"

"In the beginning, we want to come in your own name—you have to announce in private with an arrogant attitude that you are a genius and powerful when you step into the second-tier professional. You have challenged my guards and have never met an opponent. You It is the strongest among the second-tier professionals, even the second-tier Tesin royal family is not enough... Remember to progress step by step, and it means that you have already set foot on the second-tier!"

"After the heat is reached, you declare in your own name that you are willing to use the 'Svetla Territory' as a bet. As long as you win your second level, you can get this territory."

"I will let others add fuel to the flames. When the matter reaches a peak, I will come forward and use your 'ignorance' as an excuse to undo what you said before, but at this time, Tesin's royal family will definitely not give up. Fabol, who is worried about the fact that the head of his own "Knights of the Rose" ended in a tie with Simlei, will definitely get involved!"

"The two of them will join forces, and they will definitely take advantage of the victory to keep us from coming to power. In the end, I have no choice but to sign the previous compensation clause!"

"At the same time, the Svetra collar will also be placed on the table as a bargaining chip. Of course we can't lose out, so start the second round of wrangling with them—let them exchange more things with Svetra collar, etc. The bargaining chip of the price is placed on the table."

"at last?"

"hey-hey."

The Grand Duke said with a smile.

Old silver coins!

In an instant, Goethe popped up this word from his mind.

It's really insidious!

His initial idea was to use the victory of this war to coerce Tesin's royal family to send someone to fight him, but what about the Grand Duke?

Not only should people from Tesin's royal family take the initiative, but Fabol should also be included.

Even, get a little bit of benefits.

this……

It's all about selling people, and asking people to count the money for themselves!

Moreover, he gave him the best cover-up.

He completely concealed his 'talent'.

The fact that he was baptized once turned him into a second-tier professional.

For him, this is beneficial and harmless!

At least, it will not be targeted by others, and it will be more convenient to move!

"With Goethe's strength, it is not difficult to win this battle!"

"And the only King George VI who cares will definitely contribute to this matter-that guy 'can't last long' and needs a more reasonable exit."

"Of course, he will even think that I will use this to find his 'hidden child'!"

"However, with a high probability, his 'Dark Son' is not among them at all!"

"It's in a place that none of us can imagine!"

"However, in order to make me feel at ease, he will definitely help us complete this incident!"

"So, a rare opportunity!"

The Grand Duke looked at Goethe, his eyes full of support.

Goethe met the Grand Duke's gaze and finally nodded.

That night, a piece of news came out from Hallest's 'secret': the nephew of Grand Duke Scrooge K. was promoted to the second rank in a short period of time, and he was fighting with the second rank professionals in the Grand Duke's Guard...

Ten battles and ten victories!

PS I have to queue up to do nucleic acid at 7 o'clock in the morning. The two chapters of Feilong are combined into one, so there are no chapters~