Calamity Crown

When the secret technique backfired, Dirkmo's already uncontrollable emotions completely lost control.

In his madness, he planned to kill all his enemies.

after?

He didn't think about it!

All he has in his mind right now is to kill Goethe, Margarita Margot, and Donald Dott.

Among them, Goethe was put in the first place by him.

Because, Goethe gave him too much humiliation!

Next, Margarita Mag, that bitch!

Not only rejected him, but also made him look ugly, I really don't know what to do!

As for Donald Dott?

A guy who doesn't know the so-called dare to remove him as the head of the "Knights of the Rose"!

He's going to wring the guy's head off.

Although Donald Dott was only the third on the hate list, Dilkmore chose to be the first to kill the opponent—because it was the easiest to kill the opponent.

Whether it is Goethe or Margarita Marg, there are people around.

Dilkmore was crazy, but not too stupid.

But what the former head of the "Knights of the Rose" did not expect was that when he was approaching the pier, he saw Goethe.

"Hahaha!"

"This is really good!"

"Fate has favored me again!"

Dirkmo laughed and ran towards Goethe.

"Do not worry!"

"I won't kill you!"

"I'll just beat you to death, then use you as bait to lure that bitch out, and then..."

During the speech, a smile appeared on Dirkmo's face that made Shira sick.

Without any hesitation.

Sheila raised her hand to pick up the stones beside her and threw them over.

"Oh, what a child's trick, do you really think..."

Snapped!

Dirkmo taunted, but before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.

The stone hit Dirkmore on the bridge of the nose.

Even Dirkmore, who was in a crazy state, was shocked.

How can it be?

Why didn't I escape?

This is just a stone, if it is replaced by arrows and bullets...

Many thoughts caused Dirkmo to look at Shila with fear. Originally, he planned to do something more malicious, but at this time, he directly backed away and opened the distance.

At the same time, raise your hands horizontally——

call!

The flames rolled in Dirkmo's hands.

hum!

Sword Qi gushed out in Dilkmo's hands.

The two combine instantly.

Roar!

A 100-meter-long flaming sword-qi tornado roared like a real dragon, and slashed towards Goethe and Shira.

Sheila's complexion changed, and her innocent and silly gaze immediately became indifferent and sharp.

But then he changed back to his silly and silly look.

because--

boom!

The scarlet light rose from Goethe's body and soared into the sky.

The rich scarlet color, like thick blood, stained the blue sky.

The roaring tornado of flaming sword energy just stagnated.

Just for an instant.

But enough!

【Blood energy burning】!

Goethe, who had already reached the [body] limit of a third-tier professional, instantly increased his [body] by 40%.

At this moment, Goethe's [body] is already: 46.76!

But not enough!

For the first time facing the existence of a class-three professional, Goethe will not keep anything.

【Bloodthirsty】!

The master extra option derived from [Volibear Breathing Method] is superimposed on Goethe again.

Goethe attribute, another surge of 22%!

At this moment, Goethe's [body] is: 57+!

This is a value completely beyond Dirkmore's imagination.

It doesn't even exist in Dirkmo's cognition at all.

In Dilkmore's unbelievable eyes, the scarlet radiance had long covered the sky.

It intensifies with Goethe's heartbeat.

It grows brighter with Goethe's breath.

fear!

An unprecedented sense of terror shrouded Dirkmore's body.

The sanity of the former head of the 'Knights of the Rose' has returned.

Those out-of-control emotions receded like the tide.

He wanted to cry out for mercy.

He wants to explain the misunderstanding.

but,

can't do it!

In the thick crimson envelope, a pair of soul-stirring eyes were staring at him, filled with the purest killing intent.

He can't do anything.

Even the tornado of raging flames and sword energy in his hand couldn't be cut off.

He froze in place.

No!

To be precise, it was his 'slow speed' that made him think he was frozen in place.

He saw Goethe in scarlet appearing in front of him.

He saw Goethe lift his leg up.

But he can't do anything.

boom!

The pain beyond imagination spread from the lower abdomen to the whole body.

and……

More than once!

Goethe's pussy kick was too fast, almost a dozen times of kicks melted into a muffled sound.

puff!

It's not just chicken flying and egg breaking.

Dilkmore's lower abdomen and even his entire body were torn apart.

And until then—

"you are too slow!"

Only then did Goethe's voice rang in Dilkmore's ears.

However, the dying head of the former "Knights of the Rose" could do nothing, only Goethe's ever-growing soles remained in his eyes.

boom!

Dirk Mo's head, which had been split in two, was crushed to pieces.

But Goethe couldn't confirm that the other party was really dead.

He stomped on his foot.

The flames in his hands continued to burn even more.

This scene was seen by the Grand Duke and Simlei Ke who arrived in an instant.

The two nodded approvingly.

Both agreed that Goethe was right.

Especially Simlei Ke handed Goethe a bundle of explosives.

Seeing Goethe sticking the ignited explosives on Dirkmore's body, the Grand Duke shook his head secretly.

It's not that he regrets Dilkmore's death.

For this kind of guy who dared to attack his family, the Grand Duke wanted to light the sky lantern on him.

It was George VI who the Grand Duke really lamented.

That rascal……

"Should it be successful?"

"This smoke bomb is indeed deceptive!"

Thinking about it, the Grand Duke turned around and waved to Emlei Ke who had just arrived from a distance.

"Go to the Fabers."

"Tell them that Dirkmer assassinated Goethe and was solved by Simlei."

"Now demand compensation from them."

"Including but not limited to Jinke, Secret Technique, etc.——Smli, you follow."

"clear!"

Emlei Ke immediately nodded.

Smlik acted as a bodyguard and followed quickly.

Both of them understood that what their father did was to let the northern border take over.

As for Fabol denial?

The 100-meter flame sword energy tornado appeared first.

Everyone saw it.

This cannot be denied.

Of course, some people may actually deny it.

For this kind of people who open their eyes and talk nonsense, the Grand Duke always thinks that the eyes of the other party can be closed forever.

And the Ke family thought so too.

Therefore, Smlik needs to follow.

"Goethe, how do you feel?"

The Grand Duke looked at Goethe with concern.

"not bad."

Goethe, who had already lifted the [Blood Burning] and [Bloodthirsty] states, said with a smile.

That powerful feeling, the sense of loss that disappeared in an instant, made him quite uncomfortable, but the psyche that he had honed in the club in his 'hometown' for a long time allowed him to restrain himself enough.

not to mention--

"Goethe, grill fish! Grill fish!"

Sheila picked up two small fish and kept waving them.

"too small."

"It's not enough to eat at all."

Goethe commented.

"But we can use them as bait!"

"Then, you can use them to catch bigger fish!"

"Then, catch bigger and bigger fish with bigger fish!"

"Then……"

Sheila said seriously.

Goethe looked at Sierra.

After Sheila said that they could make a fortune by fishing, Goethe confirmed it.

Sheila is even more stupid!

"Is it because of the state just now?"

Goethe guessed.

The Grand Duke on the side gestured to him.

"Well, you have a point."

"Then you go fishing first."

"I'll wait for you here."

Goethe said so.

"good!"

Sheila rushed to the beach enthusiastically.

The Grand Duke looked at Sheila's back, lowered her voice, and said, "Sheila's current state is extremely special. The 'baptism' she experienced should be the oldest one."

"Oldest?"

Goethe frowned.

"Where did our ancestors get the 'baptism' method?"

"Witch?!"

"Sheila chose the baptism method of a 'witch'?"

Goethe was taken aback.

"Um."

"But not quite."

"Sheila's teacher, that old bastard still has a bottom line. He found this baptism method in a certain ruin. It has been modified and it has become a lot gentler."

The Archduke explained.

"Gentle? So stupid?"

Goethe frowned even tighter.

"almost."

"If the original version is followed, there is a high probability that Sheila will become bloodthirsty—the bad reputation of 'witch' is not a fiction."

"Of course, such a change is not perfect."

"It not only prolongs Sheila's 'baptism' time, but also makes Sheila become unstable occasionally."

The Archduke explained.

However, this did not make Goethe frowned.

On the contrary, there was a trace of coldness in Goethe's eyes.

The Grand Duke was keenly aware of the difference in his nephew.

He patted Goethe hard on the shoulder.

"Not as bad as you think."

"That guy wouldn't do something like using people as test subjects—when he discovered the incomplete baptism ceremony, Shila was in the ceremony!"

"What?"

This time Goethe couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

"He discovered this ritual in the ruins, right?"

"That Sheila?"

"Sheila is in the ruins, and she looks like a baby."

"The old bastard searched around for a long time, but he couldn't find Shila's parents, nor did he find anything about Shila's life experience, so he had to adopt Shila."

"And after discovering Shila's abnormality, I began to think of ways to make Sheila grow up healthily."

"In general……"

"not bad."

The Grand Duke commented, looking towards the seaside.

Goethe also looked at Shira.

At this time, Shira hesitated by the sea.

She can't swim.

Just when she was thinking about whether to study now——

Wow!

The waves rolled.

A fish that needs to be hugged by an adult 'jumped' out of the sea and just landed in Shila's arms.

"Huh? Yeah!"

"Big fish!"

"Goethe sees the big fish!"

Sheila was taken aback for a moment, then raised the fish over her head and showed it off to Goethe.

Goethe nodded with a smile.

His eyes were on the inner sea.

There, a figure was slowly swimming away.

"It must be hard work being Sheila's teacher."

Goethe said softly.

"Um."

The Grand Duke thinks so.

...

The big fish that Sheila picked up was sent to the kitchen of Bear Castle.

Meanwhile, more roasts were delivered.

What happened at the pier was unknown to most people in the north.

The banquet naturally continued.

After eating two pieces of barbecue, Shila stared at the entrance of the food delivery - she was waiting for her grilled fish.

The Grand Duke once again got along with the Xiongbao people.

Goethe is the same as before.

After drinking three barrels in a row, he returned to the box.

In the box, Margarita Mag was sitting on the sofa thinking.

When Goethe walked in, the second daughter of the Tulip family immediately showed a smile.

"You're back."

"Your sleeve is torn."

"Take it off, and I'll sew it up for you."

The voice was soft, and there was a deep attachment in the tone, as if they were newlyweds. Goethe was also unceremonious, so he took off his coat and handed it to Margarita Margot.

The second daughter of the Tulip family was taken aback for a moment.

Obviously, he didn't expect Goethe to actually take off his clothes.

However, the next moment, the second daughter of the Tulip family returned to normal.

She picked up the clothes and disappeared into the box.

About half a minute later, when she reappeared, she already had a new dress in her hand.

The brand new kind.

The color and style are almost the same, but the workmanship and materials are better than those worn by Goethe before.

"My sewing skills are not very good, you can try it on?"

Margarita handed over the clothes in her hands, and lowered her head shyly.

"Very good."

"I'm still short of money, do you have any?"

Goethe took the clothes and put them aside and asked.

"Yes, just now my brother told me that you can give me another 500w Jinke..."

"Hey, this dress fits just right."

"Your craftsmanship is awesome!"

Before Margarita finished speaking, Goethe put on his coat directly, and then, he opened his arms and turned around in front of Margarita.

Margarita watched this scene, and she saw the affection in Goethe's eyes again.

Involuntarily, Margarita lightly tapped Goethe's chest.

"OK OK."

"I know you don't want to act with me anymore."

"After that, it's my turn to make an appearance, right?"

The second daughter of the Tulip family sighed.

She knew that after she appeared on stage, the curtain would end.

after?

It's probably hard to see you again.

Even if they meet, it is unlikely that they will be as free as they are now.

At that time she...

There will be a large group of people who have taken refuge in her standing behind her.

The self-pitying second daughter of the Tulip family didn't notice the frustration on Goethe's face at all.

I did not express clearly?

Goethe developed a tinge of self-doubt.

Just when he was about to explain, the second daughter of the Tulip family didn't give Goethe this chance at all.

"Goethe, are we friends?"

"Can you give me a parting hug?"

"Don't talk about tomorrow."

"Tomorrow is not suitable."

After speaking, the second daughter of the Tulip family opened her arms and hugged Goethe.

I haven't waited for Goethe to return the gift.

The second daughter of the Tulip family let go of her arms again.

There was a blush all over her face.

"Thank you, Goethe."

"You're such a nice guy."

"See you tomorrow."

Saying such words, the second daughter of the Tulip family turned and left the box, leaving Goethe standing there alone in a daze.

After a few seconds, Goethe sat back on the sofa and murmured in an almost moaning tone——

"My money!"

...

At nightfall, Faber VII prepared to check the communication crystal as usual.

He needs to know the 'real news' through these crystals.

As for the family channel?

Not unreliable either.

Just terribly wrong.

Most of the time, I don't even know what to do in the kitchen.

So, for him, he believes in his channel more.

These communication crystals are in the secret room of his bedroom - no one knows except himself.

"I'm going to rest for a while."

“Nice dinner tonight.”

"Hope the chefs keep up."

Fabol VII said to Porti.

Taking a break after dinner is the custom of Fabol VII, and no one would doubt it.

Moreover, this time is not long.

Each time is about half an hour or so.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

After bowing and saluting, Polti followed closely.

When the door of Faber VII's room was tightly closed, Polti stood outside the door like a bodyguard.

Secretly, there are six secret guards belonging to Fabol VII.

As usual, they protect the safety of Fabol VII.

However, today is a little different.

These hidden guards who were supposed to be vigilant all felt sleepy and drowsy.

The leader of the dark guard immediately noticed something was wrong, and was about to sound a warning, but before he could make a sound, a vine wrapped around his body and strangled his neck.

The patriarch of the Luteng family was brought out of the shadows by the patriarch of the Dark Lotus family.

The two glanced at Polti, who had already fallen asleep in front of the door, and twitched the corners of their lips at the same time, full of disdain.

clown!

The two patriarchs gave the same evaluation.

Then, the two sent a signal.

Immediately, the others who had been waiting for a long time started to act.

The process is much easier than imagined.

Because they have been preparing for a long time.

Because, they still have a respondent.

When Fabol VII walked out of the bedroom, he saw the sleeping Polti and the patriarchs of the Green Vine Family and the Dark Lotus Family standing there. The king was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he sighed.

"You chose to betray?"

Faber VII asked.

"It's not betrayal."

"It's about setting things right."

"That—your uncle admits it."

The patriarch of the Luteng family directly omitted the title of "Your Majesty" and began to address him with "you".

The patriarch of the Dark Lotus family looked vigilant.

Fabol VII was able to become the king of Fabol not only because of his outstanding ability, but also because of his outstanding strength-ten years ago, he was the extraordinary person of the second-level professional of Competes Yin.

Ten years later?

Although it has not awakened again, it is still not to be underestimated.

What's more, no one can guarantee that Fabol VII did not leave behind.

It was just beyond the expectation of the patriarch of the Anlian family.

The Fabol VII in front of him didn't have any intention of resisting. Except for the sigh at the beginning, he just stood there with a calm face and didn't move.

"Let's go?"

"Isn't it good that I, the loser, keep the winner waiting?"

Faber VII asked.

"Do not worry."

"As long as you cooperate, we will not kill you."

"Although you will lose your freedom, you are still alive, aren't you?"

The patriarch of the Green Vine family said so.

"not bad!"

Fabol VII nodded.

Then, the two patriarchs came one after the other, Fabol VII stood in the middle, and just left from Fabol VII's bedroom.

About three minutes later, Polti, who fell to the ground, opened one eye and peeked around.

The next moment, he stood up and jumped into Fabol VII's bedroom.

Fabol VII, who didn't know about it, stood in his study, looking at the old patriarch of the Tulip family sitting in his seat and the green vines, lilies, thorns, violets and dark lotuses behind him. The five patriarchs of the family, Fabol VII smiled, and finally, his eyes fell on his uncle, the elder of the Rose family, 'Hetmas'.

"Can you tell me why?"

Faber VII asked.

"Why?"

"You still have the nerve to ask why?"

"You should ask yourself, why when you became king, the treatment of nobles in Faborn plummeted, while the treatment of those commoners improved."

"By the way, those ignorant and stupid guys call this 'enlightenment'!"

Hotermas, the elder of the Rose family, questioned loudly.

"This will make Faber better!"

Faber VII frowned and explained.

"Is Faber better?"

"What's the matter with us?"

"What we need is a better family!"

"If the family becomes declining, there is no need for Fabol to exist!"

Holtmas sneered.

"If there is no support from the common people, the family will decline in the true sense, and Faber will fundamentally perish-our food and clothing are all made by the common people, giving them the status and wealth they deserve , as it should be.”

Faber VII retorted.

"Amos, this is your mercy and kindness?"

"You have forgotten Faber's honor!"

"Our blood is honor!"

"Our strength is honor!"

"The civilians of Fabol are just our slaves!"

"Slaves are not worthy of status and wealth!"

The elder of the Rose family pointed at Faber VII, and roared loudly in a voice almost resentful——

"It's all you, Amos!"

"It's you who forced us to make a choice!"

"It was you who made the Rose family lose power!"

"You are the sinner of the entire Rose family!"

"Aren't you pleading guilty yet?"

Fabol VII did not speak again.

The old patriarch of the Tulip family stood aside with the other five patriarchs, gloating.

They are the initiators, participants, and vested interests of the plan.

Now?

Nature is the recipient of the fruits of victory.

"Cough, Amos, please admit your guilt to all the citizens of Faber, and we will give you a face... You will be imprisoned in 'Dulpi' for the rest of your life."

"Decent?"

"An old guy once told me that you can only fight for decency by yourself."

"I've always believed it."

"And the old guy said I couldn't possibly get anybody's support."

"I didn't admit it."

"but now?"

"well."

Fabol VII looked around at the seven people in front of him and sighed again.

These seven people are almost the top of Faber's top management.

He originally thought that not everyone would be drawn in.

But the facts told him that he was wrong.

He was too ideal.

He was doomed.

However, it wasn't an outright failure.

He is glad that he is only idealized, not naive, and has not given everything to others.

Fabol VII took a deep breath.

His eyes gradually became sharper——

"Have you ever heard of dragon chant?"