Calamity Crown

Um?

Goethe was startled, then bowed his head.

Sheila switched back to the 'calm mode' again, and Goethe heaved a sigh of relief looking at the perfectly disguised face.

If Shila's original face is really revealed in public, then all subsequent plans will be in vain, and the previous efforts will also be in vain.

This is something he and the North cannot bear.

"so far so good!"

"Didn't turn out to be the worst!"

Goethe was still rejoicing in his heart, as Sheila in the 'calm mode' had already pushed him away.

The very hard one.

Goethe staggered two steps in coordination.

"Say, I don't allow other people to touch things I've touched, including you?"

Sheila in 'Calm Mode' asked again.

"certainly."

"I……"

"Who is that Sheila?"

Sheila in 'calm mode' directly interrupted Goethe's words.

"Sheila?"

"I regard her as my sister."

Goethe explained with a wry smile.

"snort!"

She snorted coldly like Margarita Mag, and Xila in the 'calm mode' turned around and left.

Goethe immediately caught up.

The people around were confused at first.

Then it became interesting.

There is nothing more attractive than "watching a show and eating melons".

Whether it was a Bearburg man or a foreign traveler, they all stared at the two chasing and running with great interest.

And when the second daughter of the Tulip family slapped Goethe on the face, accompanied by the crisp sound of 'slap', everyone's breathing was stagnant, their faces were flushed, their eyes widened, and they tried their best not to let go of the next scene .

"I can't accept your deception."

"I did not deceive you, Margarita, my love for you is sincere and passionate, it is like the sun in the sky, bright and dazzling and visible to everyone."

After being slapped, Goethe raised his hand and grabbed the palm of 'Margarida Mag'. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and he looked extremely nervous. 'Margarida Mag''s wrist was about to be crushed. .

Retaliation without a doubt.

Revenge for that slap just now.

In the original rehearsal, this slap did not exist.

Sheila, who was in 'calm mode' just now, was adding drama to herself.

Let's add drama!

Why do you want to hit someone!

If you beat someone, just beat him, why beat him in the face?

Goethe's dissatisfaction was felt by Sheila in 'calm mode'.

A flicker of panic flashed in her eyes.

She didn't know why she did it.

It's just instinct, I feel that she has to come here, otherwise, she will be very uncomfortable.

The sound is crisp.

Very refreshing.

But afterwards, she regretted it a little.

"You hurt me."

Sheila in the 'calm mode' said such words in the voice of 'Margarita Margo', with crying in her tone, and Goethe immediately let go.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to, I..."

"Are you showing your strength?"

"That's right, His Excellency Goethe Wayne, who has won many battles in the Bear Castle Arena, naturally possesses super strength—then, as the second daughter of the Tulip family, I want to challenge you."

Sheila in 'calm mode' took a step back and said with a serious face.

"We don't have to!"

"We have to!"

Sheila's words in the 'calm mode' were full of thought-provoking meanings. She took a deep look at Goethe, and everyone could see the reluctance in her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end.

'Margarida Margot' turned and left.

At the beginning, the steps were slow, as if wearing heavy shackles, but then, the steps became faster and faster.

Goethe couldn't help applauding secretly.

Sheila in 'Calm Mode' is really a good actress.

The pain, hesitation, and uneasiness of a woman who completely wiped out a family, but found that she fell in love with her boyfriend at first sight and had a childhood sweetheart, are vividly expressed.

Goethe couldn't help but like the reluctance in his eyes and hesitant expression at the end especially.

What's this?

This is acting!

It's not that she doesn't love, it's that she can't love.

Because her family was wiped out.

She needs revenge!

Once revenge is launched, his existence will definitely be regarded as the target of Fa Boer's revenge, so she must abandon him, no matter how reluctant she is, she must abandon him.

Coincidentally, there is the excuse of 'Sila'.

So, she did.

pain?

pain!

Are you strong?

strong!

The person stood up immediately.

Goethe secretly glanced at the people around him thoughtfully, with sighs and admiration expressions, he knew that the prologue had been completed.

As for him?

Just go back to the Bear Castle room in a daze.

Afterwards, the official performance will require several hours of deliberation.

Taking this opportunity, he should be able to have lunch.

Moreover, he should be able to eat Nina's cake.

...

The carpet in Goethe's room was accidentally ignited and had to be replaced by a servant.

Gegil Ke pushed the door and walked in.

Looking at Goethe who was eating the cake, he couldn't help laughing.

"All the servants are talking about Master Goethe Wayne, who just accidentally lit the carpet on fire when he was adding firewood to the fireplace because of frustration. Many young maids are distressed."

"But if they see you eating cake, they will probably be heartbroken."

As Gergil Ke said, he was about to pick up a piece of cake next to him.

This is the cake that Nina made.

As an elder brother, he naturally wanted to eat.

In fact, Nina had already given him one.

However, he intends to keep it for supper in the evening.

But what if you want to eat again?

I can only reluctantly help my brother share a little bit.

However, when Gergil Ke's palm was ten centimeters away from the cake, Goethe picked it up first, licked it with his tongue, and then put it down.

He glanced at Gejir Ke.

"anything else?"

"Are you sick or not?"

"Nina prepared two dollars for you!"

Gergil Ke emphasized.

He is one piece.

The father and elder brother are also a piece.

That guy Emlei Ke is also a piece.

But Goethe has two dollars.

"This one belongs to Sheila."

"She's not here for the time being, so I'll keep it for her."

Goethe declared.

"So, you just licked it once?"

Gegil Ke sat down with his shoulders in his arms.

"Oh, we still spit at each other."

Goethe looked indifferent, while Gejir Ke twisted his body with a little discomfort - he knew that what Goethe said was true, but it was because it was the truth that it was even more unacceptable.

A guy who is smart enough to sleep with his eyes open and a woman who can attract the eyes of most men without opening her mouth or smirking, are actually spitting at each other.

correct!

And throw mud.

Wrestling in mud puddles.

this……

It's just childish nonsense.

"What are you going to do?"

Gergil Ke asked suddenly.

"Sheila and Margarita Mag."

Gergil Ke made the point.

"What about Ella?"

Ella, a small-town girl.

When Gejir Ke went to solve the finishing touches, he followed Gejir Ke inexplicably.

Although Gejir Ke didn't explain anything, his acquiescence attitude already explained everything.

"Ella is different from Sheila and Margarita Margot."

"She was just an accident."

Seeing Goethe's ambiguity, Gergil Ke couldn't help emphasizing it.

"Nasela and Margarita Mag are two accidents."

Goethe laughed.

"Such a coincidence?"

"It's such a coincidence!"

"Is there anything? It's okay to go! It was just to grab my cake, and you insisted on acting like a brother to talk to me-someone hasn't even been to a club, right?"

"Has someone ever stayed out at night?"

"Does anyone know what the sky looks like at four o'clock in the North?"

Goethe raised his hand and waved away Gergil K.

The third son of the Grand Duke wanted to refute, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

Facing the facts, any refutation will be feeble.

He first walked to the door, and then raised a middle finger.

"Be careful of capsizing."

"I can swim."

Goethe smiled disdainfully.

boom!

The door was slammed shut, and Gergil K left. Goethe looked towards the bedroom in the room, and he sighed, "Come out."

Sheila came out timidly.

You don't need to distinguish, you can tell by looking at your eyes that this is the 'funny mode'.

It is precisely because of the return of Shila that Goethe will drive away Gejil Ke.

Of course, Gergil Ke should also have sensed Shila.

"Did I screw up?"

Sheila asked cautiously.

"No."

Goethe shook his head.

"Then why do you look so unhappy?"

"Because my face hurts."

Goethe pointed to the place where he was slapped by the 'calm mode' Sheila.

"That's not me, I..."

"Big deal, I'll give you one back!"

Sheila in the 'funny mode' was at a loss. Finally, she closed her eyes and put her face in front of Goethe.

Goethe lowered his head and looked at Xila, who was close at hand. She was puffed up, as if she was ready to be beaten, and her long eyelashes were trembling with fear.

Is Sheila ugly?

Not ugly.

Whether it's 'funny mode' or 'calm mode', it's not ugly.

On the contrary, it looks good.

Especially the "funny mode" without talking, which is completely charming.

Goethe looked at Sheila, and unconsciously leaned forward.

Zizi... Boo!

"You suck my face!"

Caught off guard, Xila held her cheek that had been sucked out, and she became more and more stupid.

"Change it once, it's evened out."

"Do you want cake?"

"Nina made it, but I've licked it all. You probably won't eat it, so I'll help you..."

Before Goethe finished speaking, Sheila picked up the cake and opened her mouth.

he tui!

Goethe was taken aback.

"Now the initiative is mine."

"Are you still eating?"

Sheila, with a strawberry mark on her face, looked at Goethe proudly.

"you sure?"

Goethe raised his eyebrows, and Sheila immediately felt bad, but it was too late, and Goethe het and tuied on the cake again—of course, just imitating the sound.

"The initiative has changed hands."

Goethe said with a smile.

"snort!"

"You have no idea what the real initiative is!"

"Whoever owns the cake has the real initiative!"

Sheila in the "funny mode" frowned tightly, her facial features were almost squeezed together, she finally took a deep breath, and directly stuffed the cake into her mouth.

He muttered while eating.

"I'm not afraid."

"It's not that I haven't eaten."

"It's so sweet, this cake is delicious."

The original murmur quickly turned into admiration.

Even Sheila's eyes lit up.

The afternoon sun passed through the gauze curtain and scattered spots on the girl who ate the cake. The corners of the girl's mouth were covered with cream, and the strawberry marks on her face were extremely conspicuous. Her eyes became crooked because of the sweetness of the cake.

Goethe sat on the sofa watching this scene.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Why does he like being with Sheila?

Probably because of this carefree?

Goethe adjusted his sitting posture and looked at Sheila who started to lick her fingers after eating the cake with admiring eyes. However, Sheila didn't wipe off the cream on the corner of her mouth.

"here."

Goethe pointed to the corner of his mouth.

"ah?"

Sheila quickly reached out to wipe it.

However, the direction is reversed.

well.

With a sigh, Goethe raised his hand to wipe off the cream from the corner of Shira's mouth.

Before he could make any movement, this palm was embraced by Shira, and she opened her mouth to suck Goethe's finger in.

Goethe could clearly feel the touch of Sheila's tongue licking her fingertips.

His body trembled.

After two seconds, Sheila let go.

At this time, Goethe looked at Shira with a slightly different look.

Sheila felt nothing at all.

This funny girl stood in front of Goethe with her hips akimbo, laughing out loud.

"Hahaha, don't think I don't know, do you want to put cream in your mouth?"

"Tell you!"

"impossible!"

"If you say it's mine, it must be mine!"

Goethe's eyes froze for a moment, and then he regained his sobriety.

He raised his fingers and flicked lightly.

Snapped!

"It hurts!"

Satisfied Xila immediately squatted down with her forehead in her arms. Goethe stood up, raised her hand and touched the top of Xila's head, and said, "Stay here obediently. I'll finish the rest of the group arena. I'll bring it to you by the way." Buy some oranges and come back."

"tangerine?"

"good!"

Sheila, who didn't know why, instinctively felt a little strange, but when she thought of the sweet and sour oranges, she felt that there was no problem.

Anyway, she didn't suffer from eating oranges.

The loser must be Goethe who bought oranges.

Thinking of this, Shira laughed again.

However, laughing and laughing, Sheila suddenly became serious.

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, she raised her hand and tapped her head.

Boom boom boom!

There is a hollow echo.

"come out!"

"I know you can hear me!"

"You won't be able to do such excessive things in the future!"

"do you know?"

"Um."

Almost like asking and answering herself, two voices sounded the same in Shila's mouth, but if you listen carefully, they are completely different.

more indifferent.

Sheila nodded in satisfaction.

But it doesn't end there.

"do you understand?"

This time, Sheila was more serious.

"good!"

A manic roar came out of her body with a dull roar, and Shira was relieved after receiving a satisfactory answer.

With her mind relaxed, she felt waves of exhaustion coming in like tides.

Sheila, who used both hands and feet, climbed onto the bed, pulled over a corner of the quilt, and lay there sprawled there.

The breath quickly becomes long.

Under the beating of the heart, the blood flows the power of the dragon hidden in it to all parts of the body. This is an extremely time-consuming transformation. Even if there is Tesin royal family's secret technique to imitate the dragon, the blood will be better and more stable. Fast digestion also takes years, if there is no Tesin royal family's secret technique?

That is calculated in ten years.

But Sheila seemed different.

In her sleep, she saw a giant dragon soaring into the sky, and she couldn't help imitating him.

The extremely special talent and baptism ceremony make her imitation ability far beyond everyone's imagination.

Almost instantly, she completed this imitation.

No!

It should be said that it has become a dragon!

A small dragon a few meters in size!

Sheila didn't feel any annoyance, on the contrary she was very happy because she was flying.

oh oh oh oh oh oh~

Sheila jumped up and down, in a tone of her own.

Moment through the clouds.

After a while, it plunged into the river.

Such cheerful movement attracted the attention of the huge black shadow.

He was obviously puzzled.

Why are there other dragons here?

Especially the sense of spiritual fit made him even more puzzled. He seemed to see his descendants, but...

Why are his descendants so weak?

A huge black shadow watched this particular descendant.

When he saw this special descendant playing with mud in the river, he was completely stunned.

Roar!

A growl.

Shira looked up blankly.

She looked at the sun-like giant dragon in front of her, and the shadow shrouded it, making her unable to see the appearance of the giant dragon clearly, but a trace of throbbing in her blood made her call out in a heartfelt way——

"Mother?"

He was taken aback.

He has never seen such a stupid descendant.

Looking at the jubilant, silly offspring at his feet, he thought he should do something.

Once such a silly descendant is in danger, there is definitely nothing to do.

Thinking of this, he took a slight breath.

The golden-gray flames in her nostrils covered Shira's body.

strength!

Surging to the extreme power!

The traces of dragon's blood became rich to the extreme in an instant!

In the dream, the giant dragon that Sheila turned into grew from a few meters in size like a blown balloon to a hundred meters in size, but only a little of that power was used up, and she was constantly transforming Sheila's body.

However, it seemed that some kind of shackles existed, making it difficult for Xila to accept this transformation.

He keenly noticed this 'shackle'.

Roar!

An angry roar resounded here.

"It's you guys who don't know how to live or die again."

"How dare you pollute my descendants with 'cursed blood'!"

"I will make you pay for it!"

He roared again and again, and stretched out his dragon claws, allowing the power he bestowed to hide in the body of this special descendant, and then he extracted the shackle called'cursed blood'.

The power that even the gods are afraid of is being melted in his claws.

He is stripped and cocooned.

He notes the taste.

Looking at the descendants who were drowsy due to the surge in power, he raised his dragon claws and temporarily sealed this place to protect his descendants.

Then, fly straight up.

A body about the size of the sun, filled with the most primitive violent power, quietly entered the river of time.

He swims upstream.

He wants to find the source of the so-called curse.

He's going to crush each other.

He wanted to let the other party know the price of touching the descendants of the 'Emperor of Dragons' Dimatais.

Sheila didn't know about this.

She just felt that she slept soundly.

I haven't slept so soundly in a long time.

She felt like she could sleep for a hundred years.

But Goethe!

Yes, Goethe!

Goethe is going to act in the arena with that woman who drank horse urine!

She is going to the theater!

Once such a thought appeared, Sheila could no longer sleep peacefully.

She stood up shaking her head.

In a daze, she seemed to see in the mirror a multicolored dragon walking past her.

Um?

Shira woke up instantly.

She looked into the mirror again.

Inside is herself.

"Drowsy?"

Sheila muttered to herself.

Afterwards, no further consideration.

Turn around and run towards the Bear Castle Arena.

Sheila simply thought that she was just sleepy and dazed.

Especially when she ran to the Bear Castle Arena and entered the private room belonging to the Grand Duke, Sheila even forgot about it. What she saw was the big chicken drumsticks, fruits, and drinks that the Grand Duke had prepared for her.

"Hurry up, Sheila, it's time for Goethe to take the stage."

The Grand Duke, who is a legendary powerhouse, didn't notice the difference in Sheila either. He greeted Sheila with a smile and pushed the plate with the big chicken legs over.

This is one of his nieces and daughters-in-law.

Nature is to be taken care of.

Sheila was not polite, and picked up a big chicken leg in one hand.

Just at this time, Goethe appeared on the stage.

The good angle brought excellent vision, and Shira saw Goethe at a glance.

Without any hesitation, this funny girl waved two big chicken legs and shouted happily——

"Goethe, come on!"