Calamity Crown

Facing Goethe's question, Grand Duke Scrooge didn't change the topic or avoid talking about it.

The Grand Duke of the Northern Territory replied directly——

"The original 'Keeper of Secrets' was an organization formed by signing a contract with our ancestor, His Majesty the 'Mad King'. Their initial role was to 'detect secrets' and 'keep secrets'."

"However, with the passage of time, the 'Keeper of Secrets' has gradually become to keep the civilians in the Kingdom of Tesin 'away from the mysterious side and extraordinary interference'."

"And the original seven 'Keeper' families have become the current 22 'Keeper' families."

"At least, on the surface it is."

"As for actually?"

Speaking of this, the Grand Duke of the North raised his hand.

The power of Qi and blood at the legendary level enveloped the entire study room.

After confirming that he would not be eavesdropped, he continued.

"There are only three 'Secret Keeper' forces."

"Neutrals headed by the captain of team 0, rebels headed by the captain of team 1, and submissives headed by team 2."

"Team 1's captain 'Dete' and team 2's captain 'Il' are all descendants of the 'Mad King', and even the captain of Team 0 'Obenseth' is rumored to have the blood of the 'Mad King'."

"The rest of the captains of the 'Keeper of Secrets' all chose to join their respective camps based on their own ideas. Similarly, every rotation is to select one from each camp to check and balance each other."

"And these..."

"It's what the 'Keeper of Secrets' wants to be seen by 'them'."

"'them'?"

Goethe, Simlei K, Emlei K, and Gegil K all stood up straight.

"It's 'them.'"

"That bastard in Obenseth probably did it on purpose—he hoped to catch 'them' out, but the result...was not satisfactory."

"That guy?"

"Just a pure idealist."

The Grand Duke sighed.

Idealist?

Goethe frowned.

In Goethe's cognition, an idealist is a very troublesome creature. As long as he encounters it, he will choose to stay away, because once you get infected, it will be a disaster.

Their way of doing it for their own ideal world is even more terrifying than "beasts losing their minds".

In order to create their own ideals, they can have no scruples.

Therefore, Goethe believes that idealists are incurable,

Paradise for idealists is hell for others.

Goethe firmly believed in this.

"I always feel that this guy is a bit of a villainous boss."

Goethe whispered to himself.

"I don't know if he is the big villain boss, but I also don't think that guy is a good person—I have browsed Tesin's records of major events in the past 20 years, including the previous Bode's big explosion and the plague. , Every critical moment, the 'Keeper of Secrets' will always lose the chain, although it seems that the old bastard George VI is playing a conspiracy, but a legend cannot be so weak."

"I didn't really feel the power of the legend before, but after I felt the power of my father, I can be sure that Aubenseth, the captain of the 'Keeper' 0 team, has the ability to stop everything, but he didn't make a move .”

Emlei Ke nodded in agreement.

"Maybe a compromise?"

"The old silver coins like George VI must have a way to contain this Obenseth."

"For example……"

"'them'!"

"I'll make a hypothesis—"

"Suppose George VI was connected to 'them'?"

Although he has a good impression of the 'Secret Keeper', when it comes to the Ke family, Gejir Ke maintains quite a sense. The third son of the Ke family gives full play to the 'art guessing' of an art student.

"hiss."

"With that guy's behavior style, it's not impossible."

"If there is really a connection with 'them'..."

"Now this bastard will not conspire against us?"

Emlei Ke frowned.

Goethe's heart trembled.

If this happens.

Without a doubt, this is the worst.

The northern border will be in dire straits and may be destroyed at any time.

"Calculations?"

"Of course there will be calculations!"

The grand duke spoke up, and this strong elder Ru Xiongfei looked at his juniors and said in his own unique and generous voice: "How could that bastard George VI be willing to become the elder of the Rose family?"

"I know his ambition."

"Not in Tesin, nor in the north, but in the whole world—he thinks he has inherited the 'will of the ancestors' and is going to be the man who rules the world."

"So, he will count us, but he will never let us be destroyed, unless he has already won."

"And obviously, he didn't."

"otherwise……"

"It won't leave me with such an obvious clue."

The Grand Duke of the North said with certainty.

For this old opponent, Scrooge Ke knew too well.

The one who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy.

This sentence is always true.

As for locking down the current identity of George VI?

It was too easy for the Grand Duke.

When Faber heard the news of the defection of the elder Hetemas of the "Rose Family" and the disappearance of the "Court Attendant" Porti, after a little collection of information, the Grand Duke affirmed that the real target of George VI's resurrection was Hetema. s.

The body can be changed.

But some behaviors cannot be changed.

Especially when you deliberately cover up, it will be more conspicuous.

Therefore, the Grand Duke found the clues left by the other party after only a little investigation.

"Father, please be careful."

Smlik said seriously.

As the eldest son of Ke, Simlei is very clear about what he is good at. He will not "show off his existence" like the eldest son of other families, and there is no need to do so in the Ke family.

Therefore, most of the time, Smrek kept silent.

But when he spoke, everyone listened to him.

Including the Grand Duke.

"Of course you need to be cautious."

"so……"

"I chose 'asking for directions with stones'."

Could it be that there was a trace of cunning on the grand duke's rough face.

Goethe immediately became curious.

Emlei Ke and Gegil Ke were also attracted again by their father's words.

Only Smlik suddenly thought of something.

"I got in touch with Skiffins Steinbeck."

"I chose the place where we meet again at the place where that bastard George VI left clues."

"With the cleverness of the Steinbeck boys we'll find something."

The Grand Duke smiled and blinked.

"Have you contacted Skiffins Steinbeck?"

Goethe was taken aback.

In his impression, Skiffins Steinbeck is not only as slippery as a loach, but also has a mouth full of fangs, and if he is not careful, he will be bitten back.

When dealing with this kind of guy, you have to keep your eyes open when you sleep.

Want to count on such a guy?

Beware of sharp knives in the shadows.

"To be precise, I left some clues on his guardian knight Angke."

The Grand Duke explained.

"Please be careful."

Goethe reminded.

"Of course I know, so I also threw out the 'bait'."

The Archduke nodded.

Goethe instantly thought of what the 'bait' was.

Not just bait.

He even guessed where George VI left clues.

"Your bait is: the key to enter the 'Fairy Lake' and 'Dragon Island'?"

"The place where George VI left a clue is: Bode!"

Goethe said with certainty.

"That's right."

The Grand Duke nodded in acknowledgment.

And as the Grand Duke nodded in acknowledgment, Goethe narrowed his eyes slightly.

Bode!

It turned out to be Bode!

After finally "fake death", George VI, who was far away from Tesin's capital Bode, went back again?

This is not in line with common sense.

George VI wanted to return to Bode even if his identity was exposed...

for what?

Goethe thought.

And soon there was an answer.

'The Church of Flesh'!

No, to be precise, it is the 'Secret Art of the Church of Flesh' mastered by the 'High Priest of Flesh and Flesh'!

George VI must have seen Skiffins Steinbeck's 'door' and had an idea, but now he is alone and needs a helper.

So, Uncle was chosen.

Thinking of this, Goethe raised his head.

Coincidentally, Emlei K and Gejir K also raised their heads at the same time.

The three looked at each other.

Almost in no particular order, the three guessed what 'George VI' wanted to do—they were all very concerned about the actions of the Tesin royal family.

Naturally know some hidden actions about Tesin's royal family.

Among them is the whereabouts of the 'high priest of flesh and blood'.

Then think of the contact between George VI and Skiffins Steinbeck.

Such speculation becomes reasonable.

"It will take time to build the 'Gate of Flesh'."

"Even if Tesin's royal family is in conflict at the moment, George VI will definitely slow down the progress in order to hide his identity."

"At least……"

"He needs to rescue the 'High Priest of Flesh'."

"I will send people from 'Shadow' to keep an eye on him."

"no!"

"The people from 'Shadow' are too conspicuous."

"You have to use the other party's 'insiders'. Gejir, your mushroom should be able to do it, right?"

After Emlei Ke denied a plan, he immediately announced another plan.

"Of course!"

"However, since they are all 'one of our own', it is logical to rescue our high priest, right?"

"With the 'High Priest of Flesh' in our hands, we will be able to take the initiative when we face George VI."

"With the keys of 'Lake of the Fairy' and 'Island of the Dragon' in our hands, we also have the initiative when we face Skiffins Steinbeck."

"If such an initiative is used well, we will be invincible."

Gergil G added.

Goethe shook his head.

"It's too obvious. At most, they will be hidden from them for a while, and they will react quickly. At that time, if the two of them join forces to deal with us, it will not be good news."

"so……"

"I think we can find them a good opponent."

The coldness in Goethe's eyes became stronger again.

"What opponent?"

Everyone cast their eyes.

"Faber VII!"

Goethe had the answer.

"Why are we playing such a complex game with them in Chaotic Bod?"

"Bode is the battlefield of the two princes. We are just spectators waving the flag and waiting for the lucky draw."

"Faber should be their stage, and Fabol VII, who has a grudge against them, will definitely be happy to see the two of them—we? We are still the audience waiting for the lucky draw."

As Goethe said, the coldness in his eyes became sharp.

He, Goethe, is good at win-win!

"Is that so?"

"It's not impossible."

Emlei K. and Gejir K. were taken aback by Goethe's bold plan, but after careful consideration, they felt that Goethe's plan was very feasible.

Immediately, the three of them got together and muttered in a low voice.

Listening to the muttered content, the hair on the Grand Duke's back stood on end.

If these three guys were not his sons and nephews, he would definitely kill these three guys immediately.

It's just too scary.

He even planned to use the potion to change the form of the 'high priest of flesh and blood', turning him into a donkey, who was ridden to the northern border, and then boarded a ship to Fabol.

The Grand Duke knows about this potion.

Extremely amazing.

But there are also after-effects.

For example, after turning into a donkey, even if it returns to a human form, it will still retain a pair of...donkey ears.

How can a man have the ears of a donkey?

However, this is much better than pouring a potion that will turn the 'high priest of flesh and blood' into a woman.

A man suddenly becomes a woman.

After turning back into a man, some female characteristics are retained.

Thinking of such a situation, if it were the Grand Duke himself, he would definitely commit suicide in shame and indignation.

Simlei Ke at the side looked at the three younger brothers who were growing rapidly with a smile on his face.

As for those means?

He heard it.

But he doesn't care.

Because, his three younger brothers are targeting the enemy.

Even, he felt a little merciful.

Guys like the 'high priest of flesh and blood' directly sacrificed their souls to obtain the knowledge in them.

As for the protection of the 'Lord of Flesh'?

Of course it was transferred to that Fabol VII.

As long as the time difference is accurately grasped, the operability is quite high.

However, Smlik didn't speak.

Now is the stage for his three younger brothers.

He is the audience, just watch silently, just in case.

"Cough, cough."

The Grand Duke coughed a few times.

"Don't forget 'them'."

Grand Duke reminded.

"It's not a conflict."

"Uncle, you just want information. It's good that we have the information. As for the collaborators--I believe that after you have this information, you will have better choices."

"and……"

"We're not really trying to kill people."

Goethe said with a straight face.

Emlei Ke and Gejir Keqiqi nodded.

"Oh well."

"How about your stage?"

"How are you preparing?"

"This is where it all started!"

Grand Duke reminded.

"No problem at all."

Goethe replied with such confidence.

This plan has already been rehearsed several times, and there is no possibility of accidents.

As for the actors?

It's even more impossible.

He is strong.

Margarita Mag is a born actress.

The two have cooperated more than once.

As for Sheila?

Although it is very worrying, but the opponent who lives in the rumor does not need to appear, so naturally there is no need to worry.

There must be no problem... right?

After the discussion, Goethe, who was ready, returned to his room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shira with a cold face pulling out the dagger from the disbelieving Margarita Margo. Blood sprayed out, and the blade was stained red.

Margarita Margot's face was pale. The second daughter of the Tulip family was about to struggle, but she was strangled by Shila's neck and struck with a sword again.

puff!

"If you resist again, I will kill you."

Sheila's cold voice was completely murderous.

The second daughter of the Tulip family nodded with difficulty, expressing that she would cooperate.

Sheila turned her head, looked at Goethe, and said in a cold and calm voice——

"I avoided the vital point. With her physique, she can recover after two or three days of bed rest."

"As for the matter on the ring?"

"I'll take her place."

As she spoke, Sheila raised her hand and wiped her face, and she turned into Margarita Margot.

Then, throwing down the second daughter of the Tulip family who was about to lose consciousness due to excessive blood loss, with a slight blushing on her face, she hugged Goethe's arm just like that. The blood-stained dagger had already been wiped clean and put back into its sheath. .

"let's go!"

At this moment, even Sheila's voice became Margarita Margot's.

Goethe: ? ? ?

How is this going?