Calamity Crown

Hodes, with gray temples and an old face, was sitting in a corner eating dinner in a brown linen gown.

Chunks of potatoes and a few beef dices are the main course.

A glass of water and two slices of bread is all that's left.

Out of place!

Regardless of clothing.

Or the food you eat.

Hodes was at odds with the well-dressed Fabol nobles in the restaurant who enjoyed exquisite and luxurious food, as if a commoner had suddenly broken into the palace.

Even the nobles of Faber, who had already known Hodes style, still couldn't help looking at the head of the "Knights of the Rose" at this moment.

Curiosity, surprise, and deep pity.

If it wasn't for Dirkmo, surely Hodes would be different, right?

Everyone thinks so.

Involuntarily, he looked at Hodes more.

Under the gazes of many eyes, Hodes did not change anything. He used a spoon to grind the soft boiled potatoes into a mash, and then mixed the beef cubes into it. After stirring quickly with the spoon, the mashed potatoes and beef cubes Potato and beef balls are formed.

Hodes spooned one of them into his mouth.

A smile appeared on the face that shouldn't have been old.

It is the satisfaction of the stomach.

After so many years, only at this moment can he feel a little bit of satisfaction.

Even the simplest food gave him enough comfort.

"Hodes!"

While shouting softly, Dotnier Mag suddenly appeared.

Looking at the eldest son of the Tulip family in front of him, Hodes was startled.

"Good evening, Lord Maggot."

Hodes respectfully greets.

"Don't be so polite, Hodes, have you forgotten when you first called me 'Dot'?"

The eldest son of the Tulip family, trying to use memories to narrow the distance between the two parties.

However, basically useless.

Hodes remained respectful.

"It's not the same, Lord Maggot."

The eldest son of the Tulip family stared at Hodes in front of him. It was difficult for him to connect this respectful... no, not only respectful, but also a man who was a little timid, and connected with the amazingly talented man back then.

Not only the face is old.

The heart is also old.

The once gifted young man, at this time, has completely turned into a middle-aged man overwhelmed by the burden of life.

"Did those setbacks really affect you that much?"

The eldest son of the Tulip family asked a little unwillingly.

"Is it still important?"

Hodes smiled.

Full of helplessness.

"I can help you, Dilkmore..."

hum!

Just when the eldest son of the Tulip family wanted to say something, there was a sudden roar and vibration from far to near. Although it was very slight when it reached the ship due to the distance, the eldest son of the Tulip family and the people in the restaurant Many people have noticed it.

Among the Fabol nobles, someone walked out quickly to check the situation.

After a while, the inquirer came back.

Dirkmore is dead!

After hearing the news, the Fabol nobles in the restaurant had different expressions.

Most are surprises.

A few are accidents.

Only Hodes, who was sitting there, had a trace of sadness on his face.

The eldest son of the Tulip family saw such sadness, but at this moment, he couldn't care about Hodes.

He appeared here to win over Hodes.

Relying on Hodes' prestige in the "Knight of the Rose Map" to draw the strength of this knight order to the Tulip family, but Dilkmore's death disrupted his plan.

Not bad.

but good.

Dirk Mo died well!

Although there will be a price to pay for this, it is worth it!

He can attack the accompanying members of the 'Rose Knight Figure' more directly!

And Hodes?

It doesn't matter anymore.

"Hodes, I'm sorry, I have to go."

"Dilkemo's assassination of Goethe will arouse the anger of the Grand Duke of the Northern Territory. I must appease that Grand Duke's anger—otherwise, we may not be able to leave the Northern Territory."

The eldest son of the Tulip family stood up and apologized.

Hodes shook his head and made a gesture of invitation to the eldest son of the Tulip family.

Watching the back of the eldest son of the Tulip family leave, the sadness on Hodes' face became more intense.

Because, he heard the discussion about Dirkmore from the people around him.

Not only is it terrible, but it's a stroke of luck.

What everyone is more interested in is that the lady that Goethe took was not Margarita Margot.

Looking at the excited looks on the faces of the surrounding nobles, Hodes sighed.

He is not suitable here.

Your Majesty is right.

Faber is ill.

A treatment is required.

A complete treatment.

only……

Why did you choose him as the healer?

Thinking of this, Hodes stood up, and he walked to his own cabin - as one of the sub-heads of the 'Knights of the Rose', Hodes has a separate cabin.

However, it is the smallest of all individual classes.

Not being targeted.

Rather, Hodes requested it himself.

An overly large living room would make him feel more and more uneasy.

Hodes took off his sackcloth robe.

He put on his knight armor.

He slung his sword at his waist.

He raised his hand and picked up a cavalier's gun.

A small nameplate was hung on his chest.

It read: Hodes.

Hodes raised his hand to caress the clear name.

"It's all over, right?"

"Everything will end!"

"Everything will be fine, right?"

"everything will become better!"

During the self-question and self-answer, Hodes has been suppressing the pain, making his voice tremble, even though he wants to make himself firmer through the self-question and self-answer.

But can't.

He could no longer look directly into his own heart.

traitor.

This is the position he gave himself.

He betrayed too many people.

because……

He was loyal to Faber VII.

As a knight, there is nothing wrong with being loyal to your king, but as a knight, because you are loyal to your king, you have framed your students and friends, pushing each other into the abyss step by step...

Is it right?

Hodes didn't know.

He asks himself every night.

But from beginning to end, there was no answer.

now?

It's the same.

Hodes stood in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror who was becoming more and more unfamiliar, unconsciously pulled an ugly smile on the corner of his mouth, put on his helmet, turned and walked out of the cabin.

...

Dotnir Mag sat in the reception room, the anger on his face dissipated with the departure of Smrek and Emmlek.

Negotiation.

No matter how much you agree in your heart, you still have to put on a show.

The secret technique of 'Flaming Sword Qi Tornado'?

He doesn't feel sorry for the rose family.

500w gold grams?

The Tulip family wanted to pay, which made Dotnier Mag feel a little embarrassed.

For this layout, the Tulip family spent a lot of money.

Spend another 500w Jinke?

That is really going to be stretched.

Still, it's worth it!

At least, the eldest son of the Tulip family can be sure that if he pays 5 million gold grams for the safety of his group, he will gain the favor of more people, including those members of the 'Knights of the Rose'.

Even if it is not at the level of sub-group leader.

But as long as it is a member of the 'Knights of the Rose', it is worth wooing.

After all, ordinary members like them are not alone.

They also have parents.

These people are the cornerstone of Fabol's middle and lower classes.

Also needed by the tulip family.

Just when Dotnier Mag was thinking about the specific operation——

Tread Tread!

Undisguised footsteps appeared in the corridor outside the door, followed by a knock on the door.

Boom boom boom!

"Come in."

Dotnier Mag sat up straight.

When Hodes, dressed in armor, walked in, the eldest son of the Tulip family was taken aback.

He glanced at the nameplate hanging on the armor, sensed the breath again, and confirmed that the person inside the armor was Hodes.

But precisely because it was Hodes, the eldest son of the Tulip family was even more puzzled.

"Hodes is this?"

He probing.

"Loyalty!"

Hodes took a deep breath and replied.

Immediately, Dotnier Mag came back to his senses.

"Amos is the one you choose to serve?"

"Amos asked you to stay with Dirkmore?"

"Your failure in the second awakening was also a disguise?"

The eldest son of the Tulip family inquired for more information.

"My allegiance is always to His Majesty."

Hodes replied.

It's short, but enough for Dotnier Mag to understand most of the things.

Although there are still some doubts, but it is not important.

The eldest son of the Tulip family looked at Hodes, who was full of fighting spirit, and stood up.

"it's here?"

"it's here!"

"A duel of knights?"

"A Duel of Knights!"

After a question and an answer, the eldest son of the Tulip family walked aside and picked up a knight gun - the 'Tulip Knights' disbanded as the Rose family came to power, but this does not mean that the heirs of the Tulip family will not be familiar with knight duels .

The two stood facing each other, raising their knight spears straight up.

"My armor..."

"I don't need armor."

Just as Hodes spoke, he was interrupted by Dotnier Mag.

Although Dotnir Mag said so, Hodes still took off his helmet and armor for the sake of fairness.

He chooses fairness.

But just as Hodes was taking off his armor, Dotnir Mag teleported to behind Hodes, and the knight spear in his hand swung round and smashed towards Hodes' neck.

At the same time, don't forget to say it in your mouth.

"Your set is long out of date."

"Die with your old dogma!"

Hodes body trembled.

He couldn't help falling into the situation when he first met Dotnier Mag—

When he was a teenager, Dotnier Mag held his knight's gun high and charged Hodes face to face on the horse. After the two passed by, they fell off the horse at the same time. The eldest son of the Tulip family lying on the ground said insincerely with the corner of his mouth curled up. .

'knight? '

'Old stuff. '

'but……'

'quite handsome. '

‘A knight is not handsome, but loyal and honorable! '

Hodes, who is also a teenager, emphasized.

'Well, loyalty and honor. '

'As my father said, the loyalty and honor of a tin can are the romance and...waste of a man until his death. '

The words of the eldest son of the Tulip family angered Hodes.

He rolled over and wrestled with the opponent.

More than once.

but ten times.

It's all a draw.

But every time, the eldest son of the Tulip family would choose the knight's duel method to fight him.

He thought it was the same this time.

but……

Everything is different.

boom!

Different from the wooden spear in practice, the metal spear made entirely of metal hit Hodes heavily on the neck, but Dotnir Mag's expression changed drastically.

The touch is wrong!

This shot didn't hit the mortal body like it used to.

More like hitting metal.

And when the eldest son of the Tulip family saw the dragon scales emerging from Hodes neck, his face changed again.

"Dragon Blood Warrior?"

"Have you ever taken Dragon Blood Potion?"

"Dirkemo was the one who took the dragon blood potion refined by the three heads of the 'Dragon Blood Knights'?"

"It turned out to be you?!"

Dotnier Mag exclaimed.

The answer Hodes gave was a dragon roar——

Roar!

The loud roar of the dragon shook the entire ship.

The dragon's might, like the might of the sky, instantly enveloped Dotnil Mag.

The sudden tremor in his heart made the teleportation of the eldest son of the Tulip family invalid in an instant.

Just for an instant.

But for Hodes, it was enough.

Clang!

The long sword at his waist was unsheathed.

In a flash, the figure stood behind Dotnier Mag.

Dotnier Mag took two steps forward.

"Quick sword?"

"You haven't given up on the quick sword at all."

"You also hid the dragon's blood,"

"you……"

The eldest son of the Tulip family murmured in a low voice, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his neck.

puff!

While the blood energy was surging, a blood arrow shot out.

The eldest son of the Tulip family fell to the ground, and his vitality was rapidly passing away.

Holding the long sword in hand, Hodes turned around, and the annoyance in his eyes became more and more intense. It was not only regret, but also mixed with a kind of confusion—confusion about self-belief.

He lowered his head, looked at Dotnier Mag who fell to the ground, and said softly.

"Feel sorry."

"Ah?"

"The winner should not be so hypocritical."

Dotnier Mag covered his neck and sneered.

He knew he was bound to die.

But he must die later.

He still has work to do.

The next moment, a tall figure appeared in the field.

Looking at the figure that looked like a little giant, Dotnier Mag wanted to say hello gracefully, but couldn't do it, his eyes had already started to blur.

But my sister can still see clearly.

"Brother?"

Margarita Marg looked at her brother who was lying in a pool of blood, and immediately appeared beside Dotnir Marg with a teleportation, intending to apply medicine to her brother.

"it's useless."

"I'm hopeless."

"The Tulip family is also finished—remember, you must marry Goethe, he is the only way out for you to survive now, and it is also the last chance for the Tulip family!"

The eldest son of the Tulip family grabbed his sister's palm and spoke extremely fast.

"I……"

"promise me."

The palm of the eldest son of the Tulip family became more and more vigorous.

"I promise you."

Margarita Mag nodded.

Seeing his sister nodding, the eldest son of the Tulip family heaved a sigh of relief. His pupils began to dilate, but he still shouted with all his strength: "The murderer who killed me was Hodes. As the eldest son and heir of the Tulip family, I give permission. Margaret Margaret married Goethe Wayne!"

The shouts were initially high-pitched.

Then get low.

After finally saying Goethe's name, there was silence.

The eldest son of the Tulip family passed away.

"Brother!"

Margarita Mag cried out.

The Fabol nobles present were bewildered.

And Hodes, who was confronting Smreck, suddenly changed his face - the contract in his heart received the order of Fabol VII.

It's simple: kill everyone in the Tulip family!

Hodes looked at the weeping Margarita Margo, and the hand holding the sword trembled a little.

His chivalry creed prevents him from taking a shot at someone whose back is turned on him.

Not to mention, still a lady.

But he had to obey the lord's orders.

Also because of the Knight's Creed.

what do I do?

Hodes asked himself.

Hodes was confused, but other people were not confused—a few figures hidden in the crowd headed straight for Margarita Mag.

The second daughter of the Tulip family, who was crying bitterly, didn't notice it at all.

Clang!

Hodes draws his sword.

Fast as always.

No!

Faster than before!

His long sword shone like lightning, and the sword energy he brought up was like a strong wind, forcing those figures back!

"Hodes!"

The several figures roared in shock and anger.

The fist that Simlei Ke had already punched stopped abruptly in front of Hodes back, but the power of qi and blood contained in it still made Hodes jump forward, almost falling down on the ground.

"you?"

Smlik looked at Hodes in bewilderment.

"I don't know why I did it."

The confusion in Hodes eyes did not subside, even though he vomited blood, he was still at a loss.

Moreover, compared to before, Hodes is even more wrong at this time.

He didn't just violate the Knight's Creed.

Even the knight's creed that was last adhered to was lost.

Is he still a knight?

"Hodes, you traitor!"

At this time, the attackers who had been captured by other Fabol nobles yelled at Hodes.

"traitor?"

"Yes, I am a traitor."

"Betrayed my friends, students, teachers, and even..."

"Own!"

Hodes trembled all over. He turned around and looked at Margarita Mag, who was still crying softly. When he was about to say something, Goethe had already appeared in front of him, blocking his view. The sight of Margarita Margo.

Hodes smiled apologetically at Goethe.

"Sorry, Goethe, I didn't use my full strength in the previous battle. I insulted the honor of fighting."

Hodes said, and looked at his captured companion.

In the end, he chose to activate the power of the contract.

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry."

He delivers the message.

"Dotnier, I'm sorry."

"Dilcom, I'm sorry."

"And, Ms. Mag, I'm sorry."

After he finished speaking solemnly, he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. Under Goethe's vigilant gaze, Hodes turned the hilt upside down, pierced his abdomen, and cut across with force, cutting most of his body open.

He betrayed everything.

He is no longer a knight.

He lives without face.

He chooses death.

Goethe frowned, and after confirming the other party's intentions, he asked.

"Do you need me to help you?"

Hodes was shaking from the pain, but Hodes shook his head.

He is atoning for it.

He doesn't deserve anyone's help.

But he still had a little bit of extravagance.

"It's for you."

"It deserves a better master."

Hodes handed his sword to Goethe, and Goethe took the long sword after a little hesitation.

After Goethe took the sword, Hodes smiled.

This time, it was no longer helpless.

It was a relief.

as well as……

A little bit of envy.

"Your posture on the ring... I'm so envious."

At the last moment of his life, Hodistan confessed his truest thoughts.

He also wanted to be like Goethe, standing on the ring and facing all kinds of opponents openly, instead of hiding in the dark and doing one shameless thing after another.

Can I choose in my next life?

He also wanted to be a knight if he could.

An aboveboard knight.

"Humility, honesty, mercy, justice, heroism, honor... sacrifice, sacrifice."

Whispering softly, Hodes closed his eyes.

Life then drifts away.

but,

blood no.

The blood infused with the 'Dragon Blood Potion' began to reshape and condense into a human form under the power of the contract.

"His Majesty?!"

Some of the Faber nobles exclaimed.

But the bloody figure didn't pay attention to the man's exclamation at all.

He just looked at Smreck and Goethe with those scarlet eyes.

"The son of the Grand Duke of the North?"

"It's really a majestic body."

"Amazing."

"Are you Goethe Wayne, nephew of the Grand Duke of the North, who has won an astonishing 70 consecutive victories?"

"Equally excellent."

"The appearance of the two of you is really a blessing to Beijing, and it is really enviable-I hope to form a brotherhood with Beijing."

"We will open air routes and communicate with each other."

Faber VII said very politely.

Or to be precise, friendly.

Smlik and Goethe frowned at the same time.

The two are not children.

It is no exaggeration to say that Fabol and the Northern Territory are feuds. As the king of Fabol, how could Fabol VII be so friendly?

"condition?"

Smlik asked in a deep voice.

"Give Margarita Mag to me."

Faber VII said.

"impossible!"

Smlik said loudly.

"If you refuse, Faber will start a full-scale war with the Northland—are you willing to risk the lives of all the people in the Northland for a woman?"

"Is it worth it?"

Fabol VII raised his voice.

Smlik sneered.

"Goethe is from the Krems."

The Grand Duke's eldest son said.

"So, you are willing to take risks for the possibility of marrying Goethe's Margarita?"

"Is it the Ke family in the North?"

"It's even more reckless than the rumors say."

Fabol VII laughed out loud.

At this time, Goethe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Your Majesty, you just said that you want to form an alliance of brothers with the Northern Territory?"

"That's right."

Fabol VII nodded, and at the same time, thought that things had turned for the better.

Would a man give up peace for a woman? Give up more benefits?

How can it be?

Therefore, with a smile on his face, Faber VII listened to Goethe say——

"My uncle has been in poor health recently, and he plans to pass on the position of Grand Duke to my elder brother, which means that my elder brother should become the new Grand Duke of the Northern Territory. Since we are going to form an alliance of brothers, my brother's Father, it should also be your father—if you have time, how about you come to the north and meet your father?"

Immediately, Faber VII's smile froze on his face.

Goethe's words continued.

"If you think your father can't speak, after all, you once had a father!"

"So, why don't you call my uncle..."

"dad?"

PS Feilong was at 30° two days ago, but it rained yesterday, and it was 4°. During the nucleic acid test in the afternoon, the sad Fatlong was also drenched in the rain, and today he caught a cold and had a stuffy nose...