Calamity Crown

In the room, the bonfire in the fireplace has been lit.

The flames danced on the firewood, bringing warmth and light to the room.

The reddish firelight shone on Margarita Mag's earnest face, making her cheeks flush a little more. It was the reflection of the firelight, and it was definitely not shame.

Because, Goethe believed, Margarita Margot, who was able to say so solemnly and earnestly that she was afraid of death, would not be ashamed.

"I have seen many people from the heart."

"But this is the first time I've seen someone who officially admits that he's heartbroken."

"Are you not afraid of death?"

Margarita Mag asked back.

"Afraid!"

Goethe admitted frankly.

"Then you still say that I'm hot from the heart?"

Margarita Mag waited for Goethe angrily.

"Because I'm not as formal as you—I'm the kind of person who immediately chooses to kneel down when faced with danger! Unfortunately, every time they never give me a chance to live from my heart, they always force me , made me terrified and kept me awake at night, so my only choice was to kill them all."

Goethe shrugged, looking helpless.

"Please, please don't say such horrible words with a helpless face. You will scare me and keep me awake at night."

Margarita Mag rolled her eyes angrily.

Then, the second daughter of the Tulip family suddenly whispered something.

"Thanks."

"Um?"

Goethe was taken aback.

"I know you're trying to comfort me, to make me feel less afraid—thank you, Goethe."

Margarita Mag said with emotion.

Goethe smiled.

He was serious just now.

However, Margarita Mag said so.

Then take it as consolation.

Seeing the moved expression on the other party's face, Goethe acquiesced.

"what should I do?"

Margarita Mag continued to ask.

"acting."

"Finish our play."

Goethe laughed.

"Huh? Is it necessary now?"

Margarita Mag looked puzzled.

"Of course it is necessary!"

"In other words, it's even more necessary at this time!"

"The Tulip family should have suffered a devastating blow, and you, who can inherit the family, have an extra layer of sadness on your body. In addition, you are a woman, so you are naturally sympathized by others. If you are stronger... Guess what's going to happen?"

Goethe asked back.

Margarita Margot came to her senses a little bit.

According to Goethe, she will gain everyone's sympathy.

Moreover, she will have a reputation far surpassing her brother and father.

Even, it will no longer be limited to Faber and the northern border, but will spread to more countries.

At that time, with her fame, more people will definitely be attracted.

but……

There is another key point.

Margarita Mag looked at Goethe and said directly.

"Such a reputation would be great, but it's just a false name!"

"There is no real thing, just like a vain balloon, which will burst when poked."

Facing the doubtful second daughter of the Tulip family, Goethe waved his fingers.

"So, we need some practical—"

"According to the previous plan, we are going to end in a tie in the ring."

"but now?"

"You need to beat me!"

"No!"

"To be precise, I admit defeat, and you will get the 'Svetla Collar'."

Goethe spoke of the changed plan.

Immediately, Margarita Mag's eyes lit up.

territory!

If there is really a territory, it is impossible for the Tulip family to return to the top in a short period of time, but as long as there are more than ten years of recuperation, it will definitely reach an astonishing level.

The power system of bloodline awakening may not be the most powerful.

But it must be the easiest!

Thinking of this, the second daughter of the Tulip family became excited, and all of them came together in front of Goethe and grabbed Goethe's palm.

"Is the 'Svetla Collar' really for me?"

"Fake, pretending, why do you still take it seriously?"

Goethe snorted lightly, then shook off Margarita Margo's palm, and continued to speak under the soon-to-be dim eyes of the other party.

"but……"

"It's not impossible if you want it."

The smile on the corner of Goethe's mouth became thicker.

Margarita Margot immediately felt that something was wrong, but facing the temptation of the territory, the second daughter of the Tulip family couldn't help asking: "What should I do?"

"5000w gold grams, thanks for your patronage."

Goethe stretched out his hand in front of Margarita Marg.

The second daughter of the Tulip family raised her hand to hit her, but Goethe avoided her.

"Do you think we are discussing this? Why are you doing it again?"

"discuss?"

"You are blackmailing!"

The second daughter of the Tulip family glared at Goethe again.

"blackmail?"

"You are insulting me!"

"My speed of getting money is much faster than extortion!"

Goethe sat down on the sofa beside him with a smile, and crossed his legs leisurely.

Are Svetra collars worth it?

Very valuable.

But it is impossible to be worth 5000w gold grams.

It is even said that packing the Svetla collar together is less than half the price, so Goethe is not worried that Margarita Marg will buy it.

As for actually buying?

He is very welcome.

Anyway, given the money, Svetla is also in the north.

He is definitely not taking money and not giving territory.

He is definitely not taking money and not giving territory.

He is definitely not taking money and not giving territory.

Just give it a little slower. After all, Svetla leads so many people and needs to be transferred to other places bit by bit. That is a huge project.

Margarita Marg looked at Goethe's appearance, and kicked Goethe's upturned leg in anger, but was dodged by Goethe again.

"What about your ladylike demeanor?"

"It's not like the nobility of Faber."

"I'm a lady when it comes to a gentleman."

"When facing you, I think that I am in this state of restraint, and I am already my best appearance-what do I need to pay?"

After making a big circle with Goethe, Margarita Marg, who didn't take advantage of any advantage, didn't think about anything anymore, and she asked the key point again.

"First, you need to be named 'Wayne'."

"Second, you need to swear in public that only 'you and my blood are eligible to inherit the Svetla collar, not the Tulips'."

"Third, you need to pay 5 million gold grams as my activity expenses."

Articles 1 and 2 are taken for granted in the eyes of Margarita Mag.

But the third one made the second daughter of the Tulip family pissed off again.

"You are taking advantage of the fire!"

Margarita Mag scolded angrily.

"Have it?"

"If there is, you can bear it. After all, I haven't really started yet."

"This part of the money is given to my uncle - he needs a proper reason, only then will he choose to stand by me and accept my plan."

"Article 4, 500w Jinke is the labor fee for me."

Goethe began to open his eyes and talk nonsense.

Margarita Mag didn't want to refute anything at all.

"What the hell is the labor fee?"

"You don't have Articles 5 and 6, do you?"

The second daughter of the Tulip family folded her arms around her chest and asked with a cold face.

"What do you take me for?"

"I'm a decent person, and I will never make any excessive demands. This 500w gold gram is my... life money."

Goethe sat up straight and his voice softened.

Margarita Mag was taken aback.

"Money for life?"

"Yes, money for life."

"You don't think you can avenge you by relying on these?"

"Or do you plan to rely on time to kill Fabol VII and win?"

"I'm going to Fabol, to face Fabol VII!"

Goethe nodded and said, and at this time Margarita Mag had already lowered her arms.

The second daughter of the Tulip family looked at Goethe with an incredulous look, and the emotion in her eyes appeared again.

"You don't have to take risks for me..."

"It's not for you, I'm for money."

Goethe answered bluntly, causing Margarita Marg to stop abruptly.

She stared at Goethe, wishing to punch Goethe in the face.

She had never seen such an angry guy.

She had already set her posture before, talking about money.

Now she was moved and raised, talking about money.

Money, money!

It really fell into the eyes of money!

Greedy bastard!

Margarita Mag roared from the bottom of her heart.

"You're not just for me, are you?"

After being moved and angry, Margarita Margot regained her composure.

"certainly!"

"If it's just because of you...you have to pay more."

"At least 3000w gold grams, I can possibly agree."

Goethe nodded without concealing it.

This made Margarita Mag clenched her fists.

"Can you tell me the specific reason?"

"cannot."

This time Goethe shook his head.

"Why?"

Margarita Mag asked.

"Sometimes it's not a good thing to know too much—but, I assure you, if you can awaken again, at least to the level of a Tesin third-tier professional, I can tell you something."

The existence of 'they' should not be considered a secret to some people.

But for most people, it is completely unknown.

Of course, more importantly, Goethe was worried that Margarita Margot would not be able to be calm after learning these secrets—he had now roughly understood the details of the second daughter of the Tulip family.

Although not an idiot, it is not too smart either.

Even, sometimes, not as good as Sheila.

Because Shira is really stupid most of the time, making everyone ignore her existence.

But the second daughter of the Tulip family was very shrewd, but at critical moments she acted rather stupid.

Such a person can be described in one sentence in Goethe's "hometown"——

Pig teammates!

With a sigh in his heart, Goethe stretched out his arm.

Margarita Margot subconsciously took hold of it.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she and Goethe had left Bear Castle and boarded the carriage at the door.

"where are we going?"

Margarita Mag asked in a daze.

"pier."

Goethe sighed inwardly again.

There is no doubt that Margarita Mag is even more stupid than he imagined.

I don't know what is the most important thing to do now.

"Is this to... stabilize people's hearts?"

After more than ten seconds, Margarita Mag finally realized it.

"Not only to stabilize people's hearts, but also to screen people—those guys are not fools. Although there is no news about Fabol, they should have guessed it."

"Among those people who are loyal to Fabol VII will definitely win over others at this time."

"And those who are vacillating will tend to Fabol VII."

"Then what should I do?"

Margarita Mag asked.

"No need to do anything."

"Why?"

"Because, now you are going to create a tragic character - you have to give everyone a feeling that you have been betrayed by the whole world, and their departure is the best prelude."

"And, you don't really count on them, do you?"

"The one you should trust most now, besides me, is the 'fire' of the Tulip family!"

Seeing the puzzled second daughter of the Tulip family, Goethe had no choice but to explain.

Sometimes, having too many people is not necessarily a good thing.

Because, you have no idea what kind of guy is hidden inside.

enemy?

Not the scariest.

Terrible is the traitor.

The dagger coming from behind is always so hard to guard against.

Heroes may not necessarily die on the way to charge, but heroes who die under the shadow of the shadow are everywhere.

"Are they useless at all?"

"have!"

"You can detain people from the Luvine, Lily, Thorn, Violet, and Dark Lotus families as breeding pigs—this should make the Tulip family recover faster!"

Goethe made a suggestion.

Margarita Mag immediately shook her head.

She really can't do such a thing.

In addition, the more heterogeneous the bloodline, the lower the possibility of awakening.

Of course, even if it is difficult to awaken, it is not strong.

However, there are also surprises.

It was a great miracle.

According to the rumors, the ancestors of the original Tulip family were once awakened with mixed blood. Once awakened, they directly stepped into the "Legend" and created the entire Tulip family.

But in the history of the tulip family, there is only such a person.

Among the descendants, there are not none who want to imitate.

But most of them are nothing but everyone.

"So Faber is popular with inbreeding?"

Goethe immediately thought of a certain message after listening to Margarita Marg's narration.

"Not at all."

"Part of it is, part of it is normal"

"The former is the birth of a genius, and the latter is the cornerstone."

Margarita Marg shook her head, correcting Goethe's words, her expression was a little unnatural.

Goethe shrugged and didn't ask any more questions.

The rest of the journey, including all the affairs at the pier, was successfully completed.

With Emlei K and Gejir K around, those Faber nobles who wanted to do something were sunk into the sea without anyone noticing—after all, such a big mess happened, and one or two people were accidentally injured. It's just too normal for a person.

In the second half of the night, everything temporarily subsided.

At least until concrete news from Faber comes back, everything will remain as it is.

For safety reasons, Margarita Mag moved into Bear Castle.

Live next door to Goethe.

On the other side is Sheila.

However, Shira was not in the room.

Instead, he waited for Goethe in Goethe's room.

She remembered what Goethe said 'I have an important task for you'.

Lying on the big bed in Goethe's room, Xila, who remembered the 'important task', had already rolled up the quilt, half hugged the pillow and fell asleep, saliva dripping down the corners of her mouth, and murmured non-stop.

"I want to eat barbecue."

"Goethe won't take my barbecue."

"He tui, Goethe, do you dare to eat it?"

Sheila was talking in her sleep in her sleep.

Such words made Goethe suspect that the other party was not asleep.

However, after sitting by the bed and watching for two minutes, Goethe confirmed that Sheila had really fallen asleep.

Sheila was not bothered.

Goethe turned around, picked up his coat and walked into the study room. He just half-lyed on the sofa, covered himself with the coat, and listened intently——when he confirmed that Shila’s teacher was not nearby and there was no one around, this Only then raised his hand to touch the 'Mad King's Ring' on the index finger of his left hand.

The starry sky appeared instantly.

The stars hang on it.

The secret realm has already been completely cooled down, and at this moment, under the gaze of Goethe, it keeps flickering.

Goethe looked at the gray star for the first time.

The sense of danger is still there.

Although it is no longer like before, it is still lingering.

This made Goethe frown and put it in the alternative.

Then, he looked at the second 'secret realm' he had entered.

This is his choice.

It is also the most cost-effective at this stage.

The third secret realm like the "Doomsday" is full of chaos and lost order. Although Goethe will be more adaptable to a certain extent, it is not as convenient as the second "secret realm", and it is difficult to obtain more [bloody honor】.

As for the fourth "Martial Arts"-like secret realm, Goethe has searched it in detail, and along with his search, he has also been targeted by others. It is not an easy task to complete such a search again. After all, there were still existences in that world that could threaten him.

Therefore, only the second 'folk custom' secret realm is left.

"I need to find as many [Bloody Honors] as possible in this secret realm. Only with more bloody honors can I complete the hopeless comeback in the ritual 'Death Battle' more smoothly. Although the full picture of Remnant Blood Wave is very good, but It’s still not very safe, we must add an insurance—[Bloody Honor] is.”

"besides……"

"It's best to find a secret technique similar to healing."

Goethe reviewed his plan.

In the end, he thought that although there would be some troubles in the 'Folk Custom' secret realm, it was definitely much better than the 'Martial Arts' secret realm.

After thinking carefully, he thought he could solve it smoothly.

You know, the man he is now is not the man he used to be.

Even in the face of third-tier professionals, you can be fearless.

But when Goethe returned to the secret realm of 'Folk Customs', he was completely stunned.

Because, he is sitting in the classroom at the moment.

Standing in front of him was the tall teacher Zhu Di, who was wearing glasses, a white shirt, and a hip-wrapping skirt.

Teacher Zhu Di put a test paper in front of Goethe, and said softly——

"Now let's make up the math test!"

make-up exam?

Or math?

Just now, Goethe, who thought he was fearless in the face of third-tier professionals, suddenly turned pale.