Calamity Crown

"Where are you going?"

"Make money."

"Hey, can you bring me one?"

"No, it's the hero's play."

In the morning, at Bear Castle, at Ke's dining table, Sheila looked at Goethe, who was rarely robbed of her food, with doubts on her face—how could she suddenly not get used to something she should be happy about.

However, when she heard that Goethe was going to make money, Shira's eyes lit up.

Besides food, she also likes money!

Money can buy more food!

However, it was rejected by Goethe.

"oh."

Sheila immediately lowered her head in frustration, ready to eat a chicken leg to heal her injured heart.

"but……"

Goethe suddenly elongated his tone.

"But what?"

Sheila looked up immediately, looking expectant.

"Well, today's chicken legs are delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the black pepper is even better!"

Goethe raised his hand and put the fried chicken leg on Sheila's plate into his mouth. He licked it with his tongue and squeezed it hard, and the bones remained.

Ding.

The crisp sound of bones being thrown into the ossuary made Sheila startled.

"Ahhh!"

"You lied to me again!"

Sheila rushed towards Goethe violently, but was once again supported by Goethe's forehead, and it was difficult to get in at all-this action was simply familiar to Goethe.

Basically, you don't need to look. When you hear Sheila's cry, you can block it accurately as soon as you raise your hand.

"I didn't lie to you. In the later stage, I really need your help—you need to play a gentle, kind, and tough... Well, can you act?"

As Goethe spoke, he looked at Sheila suspiciously.

"certainly!"

"My... don't worry, it will be fine!"

Sheila cocked her neck, almost on her hips.

Goethe glanced at Shira suspiciously.

Just now this woman has something to hide.

"Tsk, is there anything else you need to hide, silly bird?"

Goethe noticed it in his heart, and his palm brushed over Sheila's dinner plate.

"Well!"

"I'm going to 'go on stage' now—you're here to figure out the role first."

Saying such words, Goethe looked at the Grand Duke.

"Go, I'm here for everything."

Grand Duke Scrooge smiled and waved to his nephew.

After Goethe bowed and saluted, he left the restaurant.

"Father, I..." X2

The moment Goethe left, Emlei K and Gejir K stood up at the same time, spoke at the same time, looked at each other at the same time, and said at the same time: "I am going to help! What are you doing?" ?”

"Neither of you two is allowed to make trouble!"

The Grand Duke looked serious.

Although he also wanted to see Goethe and Margarita Margot act, but he could tell the importance of it clearly—a love affair of a young man, if an elder appeared, it was time to make a final decision.

Therefore, he must not appear.

At least, not now.

As for Emlei K and Gejir K?

It was obvious that they just joined in the fun with the heart of wanting to watch a movie.

Although I still have confidence in my two sons and will not show any signs, but what if?

Donald Dott, there is not much information, it is only recorded that he has a fairly good evaluation in the Rose family.

But Dotnier Mag was different.

The eldest son of the Tulip family not only perfectly inherited the blood of the Tulip family, but his strength is already comparable to that of a Tier 3 professional, and his style of conduct is impeccable.

Of course, this is only a superficial record.

Secretly recorded, the other party's overall outlook and adaptability have already surpassed all peers. In the past five years, the Tulip family's big and small affairs were handled by the other party and his father in name, but in fact, it was the other party who handled it—— Grand Duke Tulip? Basically, he completely delegated power to his son, and started the pension mode by himself.

Facing such an opponent, the Grand Duke will not be careless.

After pondering for a second, Dagong said.

"Smiley."

"Understood, father."

Smlik stood up.

The Grand Duke's eldest son bowed to his father and left the restaurant with great strides.

He knew what his father was worried about.

Dotnier Mag!

Likewise, he worries about a guy.

Dilkmore!

The eldest son of the grand duke, who had once fought against the other party, knew exactly what kind of person the other party was—there was no doubt about his strength.

But besides being powerful?

Simley couldn't think of anything else.

The other party's recklessness, impulsiveness, and even his inability to control his emotions always made him feel that the other party did not match his strength at all.

"Is it a sequela of the bloodline awakening?"

According to rumors, the awakening of Dirkmo's blood was an accident. Before the awakening, people had never paid attention to the head of the "Knights of the Rose".

Therefore, the other party has not been 'cultivated' through the awakening of blood that should be done, so that the other party has become the current character.

Of course, it's just a rumor.

Actually?

Smalley didn't know.

All he knew was that he was standing for his cousin.

Whether Dirkmo was normal or not, he just stood there and watched.

Normal, that is hello, hello, hello everyone.

It's not normal, if he dares to make a move, he will smash the opponent.

With a very simple idea, Smreck, with a tall body like a little giant, leaned in the shadow of the side of the wall of Bear Castle, watching with great interest the well-dressed Goethe and Margarita Margaret. grid.

Especially when Margarita Marg raised her hand to hold Goethe's arm, the eldest son of the grand duke couldn't help applauding.

The greenness and beauty of a young girl are vividly reflected by Margarita.

The boy's eyes are only focused on you, and Goethe's performance is perfect.

"If there is a king and queen among the actors, it must be you two!"

The Grand Duke’s eldest son thought in admiration.

Not only the Grand Duke's eldest son admired him, but also the people around him.

Because, the two of them standing there, just looking at each other, made everyone feel - love.

That's right!

It is love!

That kind of complicated and indescribable love was just acted out.

Because, what the two played was the love imagined by everyone.

Young and young, beautiful girls and handsome boys.

In particular, the plot of the girl fleeing the old-fashioned and lifeless family for freedom and falling in love with the boy at first sight is added, which is even more enjoyable.

And the boys aren't bad either.

Face the extraordinary with a mortal body.

Gritty quality.

The character of tenacious resistance.

It has made many ordinary people have a strong sense of substitution.

And when he substituted Goethe's perspective and looked at Margarita, the sense of substitution was more than ten times stronger.

All eyes were on the young couple.

Dotnier Mag looked with scrutiny in his eyes.

Memories appeared in Donald Dott's eyes.

Dilkmore?

His teeth were gritted.

"The effect is good. The plan should be a success. However, it seems that the sense of atmosphere is still lacking."

The Grand Duke's eldest son stood there, looking around.

In the end, his eyes stopped on the decorations outside Bear Castle - roses!

If it wasn't for making money, the Grand Duke would never have decorated it with flowers.

However, this time, just right.

The eldest son of the Grand Duke slightly raised his hand and waved——

call!

Everyone just felt the breeze blowing.

Countless bright red rose petals blew from one side, dancing around Goethe and Margarita.

Goethe in a black military uniform and Margarita in a long white dress were surrounded by brightly colored petals. The nobles from Faber were filled with admiration in the eyes of that scene.

They have always been free and unrestrained, what they love to see most is this scene.

Especially for those women, their eyes were foggy at this time, and their complexions became flushed.

Isn't this the scene they dreamed of?

What could be better than this?

Naturally—

Goethe turned slightly, turned his head and lightly pressed it against the side of Margarita's cheek.

The two controlled the distance and angle.

But, to an outsider, that would be the same as kissing.

Wow!

Faber's noble ladies and wives exclaimed.

However, Goethe asked Margarida in a whispering voice, where these noble ladies and wives could not see.

"You arranged?"

"Didn't you arrange it?"

After the two asked each other, they were silent for a second.

"continue."

"OK."

Goethe stood up straight, Margarita looked shy, and her slightly flushed cheeks made her look even more tender and tender. The second daughter of the Tulip family took her lover's hand and walked towards her elder brother—at least, in the In everyone's eyes, Goethe fits the title of 'beloved' at this time.

Everyone watched expectantly.

They wanted to see the girl introduce the boy to her family.

Dotnier Mag was also smiling.

Before coming to Bear Castle, he had read through the information about 'Goethe Wayne' in detail.

Very nice young man.

Personality and morality can be called excellent.

strength?

Killing a warlock comparable to a second-tier professional with one baptism is enough to explain the problem.

birth?

The nephew of the Duke of the North also owns the territory, so there is no problem.

It's okay for such a young man to be with his sister.

As for the truth between the two?

The eldest son of the Tulip family didn't care.

What he wanted was to be in the interests of the Tulip family.

Therefore, the eldest son of the Tulip family is ready to show his demeanor as the heir of the Tulip family-he wants to confirm the relationship between Goethe and Margarita, it is best to get engaged immediately and get married tomorrow.

Thinking about the rhetoric, Dotnier stood up straight.

He is now Margarita's elder brother, and he is the first member of the Tulip family that Goethe met on a formal occasion. Naturally, he must have etiquette rules-Faber's family attaches great importance to this.

However, at the next moment, a figure stood between Goethe, Margarita, and Dotnier.

Yes, Dilkmore!

The head of the "Knights of the Rose" looked at Goethe and Margarita with resentment, and his face was almost distorted.

"What are you doing?"

"Have you forgotten your identity, Margarita?"

Goethe and Margarita heaved a sigh of relief at the same time when they saw Dirkmer standing up.

The two slowed down on purpose just now, holding hands, and looking at each other sweetly from time to time, just to stimulate the head of the 'Knights of the Rose'.

Otherwise, when the two of them really walked in front of Dotnier, it would be a terrible thing that they couldn't get off the stage.

Immediately, Goethe gave Dirkmo a look of thanks for his cooperation.

In order to perform this good show, Goethe Margarita deliberated and rehearsed for several days, taking into account all possible accidents as much as possible.

Naturally, it includes Faber's customs and habits, the reactions of the people present and so on.

However, no one can guarantee completeness.

What if there is an accident?

Fortunately, such a situation did not arise.

"Are you provoking me?"

"You bastard..."

Dirkmo saw Goethe's eyes, and his heart, which was already mad because of jealousy, completely made him lose his mind. He held the hilt of his sword and roared at Goethe.

However, before the words were finished, a shadow enveloped Dirkmore.

Smiley Ke's extremely tall body quietly stood beside Dirkmo.

"If you want to die, just finish the rest of the sentence."

The Grand Duke's eldest son looked at Dilkmo with a cold face.

This is not a threat.

Just stating the facts.

If Dilkmo really dared to finish his sentence, he would kill Dilkmo directly.

He had too many scruples in the last battle, and he didn't go all out.

Now?

Father was at Bear Castle, so he could give it a go.

Dirkmo's expression changed.

Not only because of feeling the killing intent of Simlei Ke, but also because of Dotnir!

The palm of the eldest son of the Tulip family appeared on the palm of his sword at some point, pressing down on the hilt of the sword, and looking at him with a smile on his face.

That kind of smile with the corners of the mouth upturned and the eyes cold.

If possible, Dotnier really wanted to cut the bastard in front of him into seven or eight pieces.

What's the situation, such a thing popped up?

Our family affairs, is it your turn to point out here as an outsider?

Silly X!

As the eldest son of the Tulip family, Dotnier Mag couldn't say such vulgar words, but he could express it with his eyes.

But that wasn't what troubled Dilkmore the most.

The most uncomfortable thing is the eyes of people around.

It was utter, unabashed disgust.

Not only the people of Xiongbao, but also Fabol's companions.

Even, to some extent, Faber's colleagues are even more disgusting.

After all, in the eyes of the Faber people, Goethe and Margarita are very suitable for them, their concept of love, and their yearning for love.

Especially those noble ladies and wives are even more obsessed with it.

But seeing that he was about to go further, a spoiler suddenly popped up.

Especially this spoiler, under the premise that his reputation is still very bad, let alone the disgusting feeling.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate status and occasion, these noble ladies and wives would have started scolding them long ago.

But not everyone held back.

A young lady suddenly spoke—

"It's a match made in heaven, when will you, a monster like you, point fingers?"

The sound, while crisp, is loud.

Just behind Faber's crowd.

People were taken aback for a moment, and then roared with laughter.

"That's right, they are a match made in heaven, when will you get a demon like you to point fingers?"

"That's right!"

"what are you?"

...

After a word, the Faboers, who were still concerned about their identity, spoke one after another.

However, it is still a little reserved.

Xiongbao people are more straightforward.

Cow dung was thrown towards Dirkmore.

At this moment, there are two pieces of news for Dirkmore.

Good news.

a bad news.

The good news is that he is so quick that cow dung can't hit him.

The bad news is that there is a lot of cow dung on the ground.

Lowering his head and covering his face, Dirkmo rushed towards the bear castle.

The distressed appearance made the man who threw cow dung more active.

And taking advantage of this time, Godra recalled that Margarita, who was still a little dazed, "stepped down"—the prelude was enough, and if she stayed any longer, it would really be too late.

However, when rushing through the gate of Bear Castle, Goethe still gave Faber a thumbs up in the crowd.

Among the servants behind Faber's nobleman, Ella, a small town girl in disguise, is slipping away quietly.

The town girl smiled embarrassedly when she saw Goethe's thumb.

Immediately, it disappeared at a faster speed.

Dotnier wanted to stop Goethe and Margarida to ask for clarification.

However, the cow dung all over the sky stopped the eldest son of the Tulip family.

He watched Ge pull his sister to run farther and farther.

and……

He seemed to hear his sister laughing.

Very happy kind.

"Forget it, I'll ask later."

Thinking of this, the eldest son of the Tulip family suddenly froze.

Not only the eldest son of the Tulip family was stunned, but all the nobles of Fabol were also stunned.

because--

Dirkmore was hit by cow dung.

When the head of the 'Knights of the Rose' dodged, a piece of cow dung appeared on the way of his dodge just right.

Snapped!

It hit the arm of the head of the 'Knights of the Rose'.

Not only the others were stunned.

Dirkmore himself was also stunned.

when?

The head of the 'Knights of the Rose' is incredible.

And this is broken!

Whoosh whoosh!

Clap clap!

The cow dung all over the sky fell on the head of the "Rose Knights" one after another following this stunned, and in an instant, the head of the "Rose Knights" changed his appearance.

angry!

Shame and anger!

Just when Dirkmo was about to kill regardless, a cold gaze came over him.

It was Smlik.

If you dare to make a move, I will kill you.

The grand duke's eldest son clearly expressed his position.

Dirkmo gritted his teeth.

Covering his face in shame and indignation, he walked forward.

He swore in his heart that he must make Goethe look good.

"Wait!"

"Aren't you going to challenge all the second order?"

"I will ruin your reputation, and you will die without a place to bury you!"

Dirkmo secretly swore in his heart.

It's just that the forward posture has become more and more embarrassing.

"Hahaha!"

Shila, who was among the crowd in Bear Castle, let out a cheerful laugh, chasing each other with the cow dung in her hand one by one - she was the one who threw the cow dung that hit Dirkmore just now.

Now?

She doesn't mind hitting each other a few more times.

On the Fabol noble side, they slowed down.

There is too much cow dung on the ground.

They have to be careful.

"Luckily I'm used to wearing high heels."

A Faber nobleman muttered in a low voice.

"Well, it is indeed our traditional costume."

The other nodded happily.

This is the general Faber nobleman.

The members of the Rose family and the Tulip family had another exchange.

"Remember, if Dirkmore comes to see me, just tell me I have something to do."

They don't want to smell of cow dung.

and……

Dirkmore will surely get his revenge next.

They don't want to get involved.

Although the arena is a must, but why not let Dirkmo scout the way later?

Dotnier Marg and Donald Dott walked side by side.

"What does His Majesty think of Dirkmore?"

The eldest son of the Tulip family asked softly.

"Dilkemo is a great talent."

The young man from the Rose family said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's excellent."

The eldest son of the Tulip family nodded in agreement.

"but……"

"It's not irreplaceable either!"

The young people of the Rose family changed the topic.

"Well, I want to taste the special dishes of Bear Castle in the evening, Donald, do you want to come together?"

"certainly!"

"Also, I think we should invite more of our fellow travelers."

"However, except for Dilkmore."

At the end of the conversation, the two young men from the Faber family looked at each other and smiled.

Then, it was tit for tat again.

Because the venue is here.

The auction for VIP seats has begun.

...

"Hahahaha, that bastard Dirkmon was hit by cow dung?"

"Very good!"

Bear Castle, in Goethe's room, Margarita laughed out loud when she heard the news.

At this time, the second daughter of the Tulip family didn't have the slightest so-called image.

She was on the sofa, laughing so hard that her flower branches trembled and she leaned back and forth.

Goethe rolled his eyes.

Not only did he see the small town girl, but he also saw Sheila.

There is no doubt that the cow dung was definitely thrown by that stupid bird.

There is no need to doubt why the two of them appeared there.

The small town girl is naturally because of Gejir's arrangement.

Sheila?

Emlei didn't need to make arrangements at all, just say one word, and that silly bird would definitely run over to join in the fun.

Goethe suddenly missed Swart at this moment.

If this guy is here, this kind of thing is definitely more reliable than the silly bird.

Maybe he can make another windfall.

It's a pity that the opponent who completed the short-term one-month special training once again volunteered to join the Grand Duke's Guard for special training - Goethe expressed his understanding for this.

His friend must have been frightened by the successive accidents.

Can't wait for strength.

Because only strength can deal with crises.

Similarly, from the news from the Grand Duke's Guard Art, Swart performed quite well.

At least keep up with the progress of ordinary soldiers.

The level of fighting and shooting has increased to a degree visible to the naked eye.

As for the secret technique?

Swart has no extraordinary talent, just like most people.

"Gejir said that Faber seems to have a potion that can change the talents of ordinary people, but it is expensive - Swart has asked about this, and he should be ready to go bankrupt."

Goethe thought, and looked at the happy Margarita.

"Margarita, Faber has a potion that can change the talents of ordinary people?"

"have!"

"However, I don't recommend taking it—it is a potion that completely overdraws the talent and potential. After taking it, most people only get a very small chance."

"Even if it succeeds, it is impossible to be truly powerful."

Margarita replied.

Goethe was not surprised by this.

'Keeper of the Secret' Morey also said something similar.

"What do we do next?"

Margarita was very excited after the success of the first step plan.

She can't wait to know what's next.

Before, Goethe said it was confidential.

Now, of course, it is not needed.

Facing the curious Margarita, Goethe said softly——

"I hired 200 bards to go to Faber's pubs, hotels, and squares to sing about our 'love affair'."