Calamity Crown

The bronze door opened.

A staircase winds its way down.

The Ke family and his party, the Grand Duke walked in the front.

Smlik came last.

When Simlei Ke walked into the bronze gate, he raised his hand and closed the entire gate—a mechanism lock that could only be opened by the inside or a key firmly locked the gate.

"There are still many people staring at the cemetery of the Ke family."

"George VI, the Fabol royal family, and even the Yatuk and Lidal royal families have all sent spies."

The Grand Duke sighed and explained.

Goethe was thoughtful.

As a group of people went down, he had already seen the whole picture of Ke's cemetery.

Dark and heavy, it fits the style of the northern border.

But some of the displays are definitely not in the cemetery style.

At least……

There should be no beakers, test tubes, etc. in the cemetery.

There will not be many collections.

One of the laboratories of the 'Mad King'?

thought Goethe.

The Grand Duke mentioned to him before that the reason why his great-uncle settled down here was because he discovered the ancestor's laboratory, and found the method of perfecting and improving [Volibear's breathing method] and the baptism of 'warrior' ceremony.

However, one thing was beyond Goethe's expectation.

This underground laboratory is bigger than he imagined.

It almost copied the area of ​​the bear castle on the ground.

Moreover, Goethe also saw the ordnance.

Swords, stirrups, bows and arrows wrapped in oil on kraft paper.

"These are stored here by the ancestors. Although the gunpowder gun has risen, I still keep these things - they are all good boutiques, and they are still left by the ancestors."

The Grand Duke explained to Goethe as he walked.

Not only this place, but the entire underground laboratory, the Grand Duke introduced Goethe in detail one by one.

to the deepest point.

The Grand Duke stood solemnly in front of a small door.

The rest of the Ke family all had serious faces.

Squeak!

The Grand Duke stepped forward and opened the small door.

Three coffins made entirely of black iron appeared in front of Goethe.

The coffins are arranged in the shape of "pin".

The style is similar.

"This is your great-uncle, my father."

"This is your uncle, my brother."

"This is your second uncle, my other elder brother."

The Grand Duke pointed to the coffin. There were no tombstones or written records in front of the coffin. Simlei Ke, Emmlei Ke, and Gejir Ke placed the food and drinks in the baskets in their hands one by one.

The Grand Duke gently wiped the coffin with a liquid mixed with special grease.

"Father, two elder brothers, our Ke family has a new member."

"This is Goethe Wayne, a descendant of my uncle's line. He also suffered misfortune."

While wiping, the Grand Duke was almost rambling.

This scene was a little strange to Goethe.

Growing up in an orphanage, he had never been exposed to these things.

He doesn't know who his parents are.

Not to mention any relatives.

He silently watched all this, the sadness on the Grand Duke's face, the nostalgia in the eyes of the third son and Nina, but that sentence involuntarily appeared in his mind-every ghost you are afraid of , In fact, they are people who others think about day and night.

Those ghosts don't want to be ghosts either.

They may complete their lives because they conform to the flow of life.

They may come to an abrupt end by accident of fate.

But their end continues with the thoughts of future generations.

"But...there are no ghosts in this world."

Goethe sighed inwardly.

Sheila on the side shrank behind him at this time, and even raised her hand to grab his skirt.

Looking at the frightened expression on his cold face, which was hard to hide, Goethe sighed.

well!

A fool is a fool!

Always believe that something is not!

Goethe raised his hand and touched the top of Sheila's head as a comfort.

Then, he turned around and continued to face him solemnly.

And behind Goethe, in Shira's sight——

Three illusory figures were floating above the iron coffin.

They looked at Goethe with a smile on their illusory expressions.

They looked at Shila, who was already hugging Goethe tightly, and their smiles grew stronger.

But they didn't realize that, with their smiles, Sheila hugged Goethe tighter.

And the tighter Sheila hugged, the brighter their smiles became.

The brighter the smile, the tighter the hug.

The tighter the hug, the brighter the smile.

Inexplicably, Shira fell into an endless loop.

Snapped!

Goethe raised his hand and patted Sheila on the forehead.

Shira raised her head in bewilderment.

"Relax, I can't breathe."

Goethe said softly.

If it was in other places, he would have already thrown Shila away from her shoulders, but here, even when speaking, Goethe lowered his voice, and always maintained a respect in his heart.

That is a respect born of the Grand Duke.

So does Sheila.

She also knows that respect should be maintained here.

It's just that those things are so scary!

Shila had already let go of Goethe's hand after hearing Goethe's words, but the next moment, when she saw the three phantoms frowning, she immediately hugged Goethe tightly again—this time, she put her arms around Goethe's waist, and the whole picture His face was even stuck to Goethe's back, so as to block his vision.

well!

What a fool!

Goethe sighed again in his heart.

However, it didn't pay much attention.

Because, at this time, the Grand Duke has already waved to Goethe.

Goethe dragged Sila and bowed to the iron coffins of his uncle and the two uncles.

The children of the Ke family also saluted one by one.

Sheila is naturally among them.

She tried to keep herself normal.

'If you can't see them, they can't see you. '

Sheila remembered the teacher's words in her heart.

According to past experience, Shila completed this worship very well.

Then, Shira saw three illusory figures, which solidified a little bit. Although the faces were still blurred, making the smile look very hideous and terrifying, but...it seemed different from the ones she had encountered before?

The Grand Duke and Smlek uncorked the wine bottles, and spirits from the north were sprinkled around the iron coffin.

But all the food was put back into the basket - the food after the memorial service will be used as lunch for the Ke family.

In the end, Goethe, Emlei K, Gegil K and Nina K saluted again.

Then, everyone left the room.

The Grand Duke walked last.

The small door began to close slowly.

No one saw it, but the three illusory figures raised their vague arms and swayed them lightly.

"Let's go and visit Little Jasmine."

After saying this, the Grand Duke turned to the side room.

The same small door, the same iron coffin.

However, unlike the previous slate floor, this place is made of soil, and various shade-loving vines are planted. These vines grow in the room like guards, guarding the iron coffin in the middle of the room.

"Little Jasmine, I'm here to see you."

"Look at Smreck getting stronger."

"Emle Ke is getting more and more naughty."

"Gejir has become more responsible."

"And our little Nina—is she looking more and more like you?"

"correct!"

"This is our nephew and his wife."

"Goethe has an even more outstanding talent than Simlei. Sheila is a good girl with a kind heart and a pure heart, but she has a mind that ordinary people can't match."

After placing the flowers picked in the morning on the iron coffin, the Grand Duke murmured softly while wiping them as before.

Goethe bowed to Aunt Jasmine's iron coffin as before.

Sheila?

It's the same.

Sheila at this time is even more cowardly than before.

Because, she could feel that this place was even more terrifying.

The phantoms on the three coffins just now were terrifying.

And here?

Although no phantom appeared, it made Shila feel terrifying like an abyss—of course, she had never seen an abyss, but she felt that if there was an abyss, it should be here.

Therefore, Shira remained calm, did not refute, did not refuse,

She does what Goethe does.

As for Goethe's failure to refute?

It was the environment in which he was unable to speak.

"I'll find my uncle to explain later!"

Goethe was thinking, and looked at Nina at the side.

A clay pot appeared in Nina's hand, and she was digging out some soil from the corner, and putting it into the pot, her movements were careful, and she said softly, "Mom, Nina is here to see you." "Mom, you must To bless everyone' and other words.

Everything is normal.

However, Goethe keenly discovered that Nina, who was still sick just now, had already recovered at this time.

Not to mention the ruddy complexion.

The whole person exudes more vitality.

"Mother's comfort?"

Goethe guessed.

Sometimes placebos are really useful.

Especially when this placebo comes from the mother, it can make the impossible possible.

Just when Goethe was sighing in his heart, Goethe noticed that Sheila was shaking even more.

"Are you okay?"

Although Sheila is a fool, Goethe also decided to give her a serious explanation later.

In some cases, there is no need to be afraid.

"fine."

Sheila replied.

It's just that Goethe was hugged tighter with both hands.

Goethe rolled his eyes.

"You go out first, I will stay with Little Jasmine for a while."

The Grand Duke waved to everyone.

Ke's family came out one by one, and Simlei Ke even closed the door under cover.

Then, Emler Ke took out two pairs of earplugs that he had prepared earlier and handed them to Goethe.

"this?"

"Put it on."

"It's good."

Facing his doubting cousin, Emlei Ke rarely showed that kind of embarrassing yet impolite smile.

Listen to people's advice to eat enough.

Goethe immediately put on the earplugs, and at the same time, put another pair of earplugs into Sheila's ears.

And just a few seconds after finishing all this, an indescribable singing sound came from Little Jasmine's tomb.

It was the Grand Duke who sang.

It's just that the singing voice is really indescribably ugly.

Not only ugly, but also very high-pitched.

Moreover, the penetrating power is extremely strong.

Even with earplugs as a barrier, Goethe felt bouts of anxiety, difficulty breathing and other physical discomforts.

the rest?

It's the same.

"When my father was young, he liked to sing to his mother, but he sang too badly. Every time he was stopped by his mother. Sing."

Emlei K explained.

Gegil Ke stood aside with a helpless expression on his face.

Even Smlik, a brave and fearless man, looked unlovable at this moment.

"Skill?"

"Where is the skill here?"

"No skills, all emotions!"

Goethe couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching.

He thought that the fat man's singing was disgusting enough, and he didn't get a single word in tune, but when he heard the Grand Duke's singing today, Goethe realized that he was wrong!

Compared with the Grand Duke, the fat man's singing voice is simply heavenly.

"A~small~flower~has bloomed, she~is~beautiful~beautiful~jasmine~flower..."

In Little Jasmine's tomb, the Grand Duke sang affectionately.

After singing three times in a row, it stopped with a lot of meaning.

"Little Jasmine, how are you doing?"

"Have I made progress?"

"Hey, you always say I can't sing well, now you have to admit, I can sing well, don't you?"

"Well, if you didn't answer, you just agreed."

"I also think I sing very well."

"Don't worry, I won't sing for others, I'll only sing for you."

The Grand Duke sat down on the floor as he spoke, as if his wife was sitting in front of him.

"Little Jasmine, do you know?"

"That bastard George VI was tricked by me."

"You always say that I'm not very smart, but this time I'm finally smart."

"That bastard should have used his backhand."

"I probably have a direction too."

"only……"

"'They' are in some trouble."

"I haven't found anything until now. Those guys seem to not exist, but they are everywhere-it's a headache!"

"Oh, if only you were alive."

"With your intelligence, you will definitely be able to find clues."

"By the way, little Jasmine, I have someone make an iron coffin, and I will put it by your side when it is finished."

"No bad premonition."

"It's just that I think I should accompany you more."

"In the future, I must sing to you more."

The Grand Duke's words echoed in the small room.

The blood power of the legendary professional sealed off the room, and people outside could not hear the voices inside.

In front of the juniors, the Grand Duke is embarrassed to say these things.

He is the fortress of the younger generation, and he wants to protect the younger generation from wind and rain.

In front of his father and elder brother, he is the successor, so he must be good enough.

Only in front of his wife, he is an ordinary person.

Even, in front of his wife, he still thinks he is a boy.

He can speak incoherent words, and he can tease his embarrassing past.

In short, very easy.

An hour later, the Grand Duke patted his cheek lightly and stood up.

"Little Jasmine, I have to go."

"I'll see you next time."

"At that time, you will find that I sing better!"

With that said, the Grand Duke got up and was about to leave.

And at this time, a vine above his head just fell down.

The Grand Duke, who is a legendary professional, naturally discovered it immediately. He raised his hand and grabbed the vine, but his expression was a little dazed - the first time he saw Little Jasmine, Little Jasmine jumped up and hit him like this of.

Of course, the vine is not Little Jasmine.

It's just like the situation.

Snapped!

Just as the Grand Duke was recalling, a vine fell on the back of his head.

It doesn't hurt, but the sound is crisp.

The Grand Duke was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head and smiled.

He turned to look at the iron coffin.

"Do you not want me to leave?"

"Oh, I don't want to leave either."

"When things are settled, I will come back to accompany you."

"Now!"

"Let me sing for you one more song I'm good at - a ~ small ~ flower ~ blooming ~, she ~ is ~ beautiful ~ beautiful ~ jasmine ~ flower..."

During the soulful singing, the vines in the room began to tremble.

It was as if it was unbearable, and he covered his ears.

"Does it sound good?"

"You can see that they are shaking again and again, as if nodding, agreeing with my words."

"Then, I'll go first, little Jasmine."

The Grand Duke restrained his smile, said goodbye to his wife again, turned and left the room.

When the door was closed, the vine that just whipped the Grand Duke was slowly lifted up and swayed slightly.

Outside the tomb, Goethe, Sila, the third son of the Grand Duke, and Nina waited quietly.

Sheila has returned to normal by this time.

He is looking at Goethe with wise eyes.

Because, Sheila suddenly found that when she stood beside Goethe, the things that frightened her seemed to ignore her—it was just that she was not sure.

So, she wanted to try again.

Do whatever comes to mind.

Sheila opened her arms to hug Goethe.

As soon as Goethe raised his hand, he supported Sheila's forehead. No matter how she moved her arms, she couldn't get closer to Goethe.

"Don't push yourself too far!"

"I saw you scared just now, so I let you hold me!"

"Now?"

"If you hug again, you will have to pay."

"Rich?"

Sheila asked bluntly.

"Tsk, are you rich?"

"100 gold grams a minute."

Goethe squinted his eyes and looked at Sheila, and then reported a number - this number was not reported at random, because Goethe knew that there was only 100 gold grams in Sheila's wallet.

No!

In addition to the 1 gold gram in the morning, there is also a gold ticket of 50 gold grams, two gold tickets of 20 gold grams and a gold ticket of 5 gold grams, and 4 gold grams.

So, Sheila doesn't have 100 gold grams at all.

"good!"

Sheila nodded and threw the wallet directly to Goethe.

He raised his hand to hug Goethe.

"Wait, there's... hmm?"

Goethe just wanted to say that there is not enough money in it, but the weight of the wallet made him frown.

The weight of the golden ticket is right.

Jink's weight is wrong.

There was an extra gold gram.

Exactly 100 gold grams.

Almost subconsciously, Goethe fumbled for his wallet, where the gold coin from Sierra was still in it.

How is this going?

Goethe, who was hugged by Shira, was puzzled.

In the tombs of the Grand Duke's father and two elder brothers, three phantoms looked at each other and smiled.

It was still a terrifyingly distorted smile.

But quite happy.

Only Goethe felt the torment.

Because, Sheila not only hugged him, but also rubbed back and forth on him.

"Hey, it's all right."

"Stop."

"If you go on like this, you will have to pay more."

Goethe reminded Shira that the latter turned a deaf ear and still felt the gap carefully.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's nice to be young."

Emlei Ke admired.

"You seem to be very old - Master Emlei Ke who 'dumped' 22 times last night."

Gergil twitched his lips.

"What do you mean by 'dumping'? I'm not an animal, I'm a blend of spirit and desire, I'm sublimation, I'm a kind of communication that is simple and profound!"

"Ah yes yes yes, use bodily fluids."

Gejir sneered with envy.

"you……"

"enough."

Smlik covered Nina's ears, and looked at the two younger brothers with a sinking face.

Obviously, if the two younger brothers are still disobedient, he will discipline them well.

Emlei Ke and Gejir Ke stopped immediately.

He looked at his sister apologetically.

"Nina, I'm joking with Emmlai again."

"You must not remember what you just said."

"Um."

"What is 'Dump'?"

"What is communication in simple terms?"

Nina looked at Emlei Ke and Gegil Ke seriously.

At this moment, Smreck's eyes had murderous intent.

Not only the grand duke's eldest son, but also the grand duke who just walked out heard it.

The Grand Duke squinted his eyes and looked at the two sons.

"Come to the castle martial arts arena in a while, I want to check your recent progress in strength."

"Goethe, this is for you."

The Grand Duke ignored the pleas of the two sons, turned around and handed a key to Goethe.

"This is the key to enter the ancestral land - there are six keys in total, one for me, Simlei, Emlei, Gejir and you, and one for Nina when she becomes an adult."

"Remember, the ancestral land is only safe to open with a key."

The Grand Duke exhorted.

"clear."

Goethe solemnly accepted the key.

"follow me."

"I'll take you to the room where the ancestors left the knowledge—well... Sheila can come if she wants to, but not now. There are some restrictions there. Sheila can only enter after you give birth to Goethe's child."

As the Grand Duke said, he looked at Xila who was holding on to Goethe tightly.

Sheila, who had hugged Goethe even more tightly when she heard 'ancestral knowledge', immediately let go of her hands and looked at Goethe with a flushed face.

"Kid, kid, kid..."

Sheila stuttered all over.

Goethe rolled his eyes again and walked straight to the room.

The Grand Duke stood at one side of the room. Looking at Shira, I always feel more and more satisfied.

Immediately, the grand duke couldn't help but rejoice that he gave the 'betrothal gift' early, otherwise he wouldn't know what happened.

"This is the study room of the ancestors, which records all the knowledge left by the ancestors here."

"I tried to preserve the pages with potions as much as possible."

"But when you are flipping through it, you should also protect it."

"besides……"

"Record the fourth-level occupation information of 'Warrior', that is, the information of the legendary occupation 'Fearless', on the middle stone slab—just put your hand on it."

"Remember, you only have 2 hours, and it will take a year before you enter next time."

The Grand Duke in front of the door gave his final instructions.

Goethe understood.

Under the gaze of the Grand Duke, he walked into this room that looked the same as before.

But the moment Goethe entered, he knew he was wrong.

How wrong it was.

Goethe's eyes widened, and he only felt the tip of his nose heat up.

It's not that he hasn't experienced it.

He really didn't expect that the phantoms of 3D paintings with equal proportions would appear directly in front of his eyes.

Especially one of them is extremely familiar.

There is no doubt that this was arranged with a 'secret technique'.

Otherwise, there is no such lifelike and dynamic effect at all.

Stimulate!

can play!

Goethe covered his nose subconsciously, but his eyes involuntarily looked over one by one, and finally stayed under the most familiar phantom.

I saw that under this most familiar phantom, it was written in the words "hometown": What is my name?

"Um?"

"name?"

Goethe was taken aback for a moment, then blurted out——

"Tifa!"