Calamity Crown

Goethe saw Sierra at a glance.

Not only is the location of the private room fixed, but also because Shila's appearance of waving a big chicken leg is too conspicuous.

It is so conspicuous that it feels out of place with the surroundings!

Therefore, Goethe, who was standing on the ring, locked onto the woman who was different from everyone else almost instantly.

As for the sound?

Even if the people around shouted loudly, they could still hear it clearly with Goethe's superhuman body.

Suddenly, Goethe had the urge to cover his face.

Shame on you?

kind of.

But for Goethe, a little adaptation will return to normal.

Not thick-skinned.

Just for planning.

For planning!

Goethe told himself, his eyes looked at the opposite player channel.

snort!

Margarita Mag, who was standing in the contestant tunnel, looked at the cheering Xila and snorted directly.

"You think you've won?"

"The winner must be me!"

"You are just Goethe's last choice!"

"I'm the one..."

"correct!"

Thinking of this, Margarita Margot took a deep breath, and she looked towards the ring and the private room.

Something called the desire to win and lose appeared in the heart of the second daughter of the Tulip family.

The desire to win and lose is very strange.

When you say no, it really doesn't matter if you lie flat.

But once it appears...

That is really unstoppable.

It's like a flood breaking a bank.

Completely lost my mind.

It also allows certain emotions to be magnified infinitely.

For example: hate.

Also for example...

like!

Goethe could clearly see the scorching heat in Margarita Marg's eyes.

He was familiar with this scorching heat.

This is what he looked like when he looked at the money.

Did I try too hard?

Don't get me wrong!

I just love your money!

Goethe was thinking, but immediately, he entered the state.

Because, the moment Margarida Margot stepped out of the player channel, she entered the ideal state of 'love and reluctance'.

no hate.

Only love and reluctance.

But an expression of resoluteness appeared on the face of the second daughter of the Tulip family.

Goethe affirmed that as long as anyone who saw this face clearly would make up countless plots in their minds.

Naturally, he couldn't hold back.

Goethe and Margarita Margot looked at each other.

In an instant, there was an indescribable tacit understanding between the two of them.

This kind of tacit understanding made this competition to be promoted to the extreme before it even started.

"Come on, Master Goethe!"

"Miss Marge, come on!"

And with the appearance of the 'heroine', the cheers in the entire Bear Castle Arena reached a certain extreme.

First of all, this game is an "unexpected" extra match, and the tickets are naturally included in the previous tickets.

Simply put, it's free.

The second is to eat melons.

For the northerners whose entertainment life is poor, nothing makes them happier than the scene in front of them.

Although Master Goethe Wayne is a respectable person.

But their happiness is also unintentional.

Nothing malicious.

Everyone told themselves this, but after Margarita Mag pulled out the narrow-bladed rapier 'Flower Stamen', the people in the northern border erupted into even louder cheers.

And under such cheers——

"Margarita, listen to me."

"I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!"

Goethe tried hard to explain, but it was in vain. Margarita Marg clenched the sword in her hand and stabbed straight.

However, when he was an inch away from Goethe, he stopped.

This is of course the script.

But Goethe looked at the stopped long sword, and seemed to be relieved.

He looked at Margarita Mag just about to say something.

At this time, the eyes of the second daughter of the Tulip family turned red.

Tears rolled in the eyes.

Immediately, Goethe stopped talking.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch Margarita Margot, but the long sword blocked his chest, making it difficult for him to move forward.

With his head down, Goethe looked at the long sword on his chest and suddenly chuckled.

"No one can stop us from being together."

With those words, Goethe strode forward.

puff!

The famous sword "Flower Stamen" pierced Goethe's chest.

Not much, but blood poured out.

Margarita Marg panicked, let go and retreated.

Goethe pulled out the famous sword 'Flower Stamen', threw it on the ground, let the blood flow, and rushed forward, holding Margarita Margo in his arms.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

The northerners who watched the excitement around cheered again.

what do they want to see

That's what they want to see.

Almost everyone was staring at the ring, but it did not include Simlei Ke and Emlei Ke who were around the ring.

Smlik's face sank like water.

Emlei K clenched his fists tightly.

A strange blush appeared on the pale face of Simic Zuolens, who was hidden among the watching crowd.

"A tragedy under misunderstanding?"

"no."

"It's your own fate."

Under the aria, Simic Zuolens stared closely at the scene on the ring.

"Simic, you are no longer a poet."

"And, you won't take it seriously, will you?"

"This is obviously acting."

Schidr sneered at this scene, lowered his voice, and said, "Look at the expressions of Smlek and Emmlek, they must have a reason."

"It's not acting."

"Margarita Mag really loves Goethe, and Goethe really has no fear of life and death—the sword in her hand conveys such emotions to me, and the tip of this sword is only 100 meters away from Goethe's heart. The distance of a knuckle."

"As long as Margarita Marg exerts a little force, Goethe will definitely die."

"Even if it's acting, it doesn't have to be so realistic."

Simic Zuolens shook his head.

"Yeah?"

Schidr was a little uncertain. He believed that this scene should have been caused by the Ke family to evade their assistance. Even though they agreed verbally, they did not sign a contract.

Who knows what will happen?

It's just that he believed in his friend's judgment.

After all, among those who use swords, Simic Zuolens is the expert.

Simic said this, so the real situation must be like this.

"Well, unfortunately..."

Simic sighed suddenly.

"What a pity?"

"One is the nephew of the Grand Duke of the North, who still owns his own territory, and the other is the second daughter of the Tulip family, but the family was destroyed...they are destined to not be able to go all the way."

Simic Zuolens, the youngest captain of the "Keeper of Secrets", suddenly thought of something, and an indescribable sadness appeared on his face.

Then, he coughed violently again.

"OK OK."

"Stop mourning for others, we..."

"I, Goethe Wayne surrender!"

Just when Schider was getting medicine for his friend again, Goethe, who was hugging Margarita Marg with a sword in the ring, felt that the time was almost up. He raised his head and said loudly suddenly, and the whole arena fell silent.

Everyone looked at Goethe in surprise.

"According to the agreement, I will hand over Svetla to Margarita."

After saying these words, Goethe was about to let go of Margarita Marg.

According to the script, at this time, Goethe should 'retire with a serious injury'.

It was just beyond Goethe's expectation that Margarita Marg suddenly hugged him with her backhand.

Not only did he hug him, but he even leaned his head over.

Goethe bowed his head...

This is? !

People around exclaimed again and again.

"Great love."

Simic Zuolens, the captain of the 'Keeper of Secrets' who once dreamed of becoming a poet, applauded softly, and he praised.

The applause seemed to wake up the people around.

Everyone applauded.

Clap clap!

There was thunderous applause in the Bear Castle Arena.

In the VIP room, Sheila puffed her cheeks and stared angrily at this scene.

"A woman who drinks horse urine takes advantage of Goethe."

"You bastard!"

"I, I... must make you look good!"

Angrily, Xila bit the big chicken leg with her mouth, swallowed the bones and meat together, and chewed.

After a while, Sheila came back to her senses.

Huh?

When did my teeth get so sharp?

Sheila froze for a moment.

Then don't care.

because……

Margarita Mag sticks out her tongue!

call! call! call!

kill her! kill her! kill her!

Anger rose from the bottom of my heart.

Two voices roared in Sheila's mind.

The original 'calmness' became irritable.

The original 'crazy' became furious.

But under normal circumstances, Xila, who controlled herself, would not allow any accidents to happen. She told herself to be calm, rational and take a deep breath.

But the anger couldn't go away at all.

As she breathed, she became hotter and hotter.

Her heart pounded, pounded, pounded.

Her stomach started to burn.

call!

A flame was sprayed out by Shira.

Um?

Sheila was completely stunned.

How is this going.

The Grand Duke on the side laughed.

"It's the dragon blood potion you took before. This is a normal phenomenon. As time goes by, you will have more and more 'dragon' characteristics on your body. But don't worry, they are all normal 'dragon blood warriors'." 'Characteristics, it won't be uncontrollable - but, Shira, your talent is very good, I thought it would take a few more months for you to show such characteristics."

Hearing the Grand Duke's explanation, Sheila nodded in confusion.

What about my previous dream?

And the colorful dragon seen in the mirror?

Also because of the medicine?

Everything is normal now?

Sheila, who found a reasonable explanation for herself, immediately forgot all of these things—the answers have all appeared, so what is there to think about.

She looked helplessly at the ring.

At this time, Goethe and Margarita Marg had separated.

It was Margot who pushed Goethe away.

Goethe looked surprised.

"Margarita?"

"Goodbye, I..."

The sound gradually faded away.

The second daughter of the Tulip family picked up the sword, turned and left.

Goethe raised his hand to stop him, but a lot of blood spurted out from his chest, and even more blood spurted out from his mouth.

Body shaking, Goethe fell on the ring.

"Goethe!"

Sheila screamed in panic.

She can't care about scripts or scripts at this time.

He jumped directly from the VIP room, went straight to the ring, and hugged Goethe.

Simlei Ke and Emrai Ke jumped onto the ring at the same time.

"Hold Goethe back to the room."

Smlik said so.

"good."

The bewildered Sheila nodded again and again, picked up Goethe and followed Simlei Ke away, leaving only the spectators chattering.

"That's Sheila?"

"It's really beautiful."

Schidler sighed.

"But it also made the fate of Goethe and Margarita Marg even more ill-fated - she used the secret shock to make Goethe even more seriously injured..."

"Is it Margarita Margot's hands?"

"Why did she do that?"

Sidel looked shocked.

"She's leaving."

"She doesn't want Goethe to stop her."

"She hopes to end her mission in her own way!"

"This……"

"It will make our situation even more difficult."

A wry smile appeared on Simic's face.

"You mean whether the northern border will send reinforcements?"

"Not only that, think about the character of the Grand Duke, think about the tradition of the Ke family, we should pray that the Grand Duke will not anger us now."

"We didn't do anything!"

Schidel looked aggrieved.

"Do you really think what if we do? Can we still sit here?"

"and……"

"Excuse your anger for no reason at all."

Saying such words, Simic left his seat.

Schidel followed quickly.

And in the following week, Schidl realized what it meant to 'reciprocate anger'.

For a week, he never saw Goethe again.

For the first five days, Goethe was in a coma.

Woke up yesterday but needed to recuperate.

today?

Continue to recuperate.

"I just want to meet Master Goethe Wayne."

Schiller said so.

But Gejir Ke, who was standing in front of the other party, smiled politely, stood in his way without giving in, and said in a polite tone: "My brother is still recovering from his injuries, so I don't see any visitors."

"But……"

"No but, please go back."

Gergil K raised his hand, motioning for Schidr to leave.

"us……"

"Hello, Master Gegil Ke, according to the agreement, these are chips given by the 'Keeper of Secrets'. Even if Master Goethe is unwell, these chips should be given to him."

"And please tell Master Goethe that we are leaving the northern border."

"Bord needs support."

Simic Zuolens said these words, and handed the two scrolls to Gegil Ke.

The Grand Duke's third son looked at the sick captain of the 'Secret Keeper' very unexpectedly, and finally nodded and took it.

"I will inform Goethe."

"Goodbye, then."

Simic Zuolens nodded gratefully, turned and left with his friend.

Gegil Ke watched the other party leave.

It wasn't until the other party disappeared that he turned around to look for Goethe.

It was rumored that Goethe, who was seriously injured, was almost recovered that day. For the past week, he had been resting, reading, and beating Shira.

This time is no exception——

Snapped!

Amid the crisp sound, Sheila crouched with her head in her arms.

Followed by Goethe's roar.

"As I said, don't touch books with oily hands."

"I didn't do it on purpose. The fried chicken legs are delicious. I don't want to put them down."

"Then don't touch the book."

"But the secret recipe of fried chicken drumsticks in the book!"

Facing Shila with this appearance, Goethe covered his face.

Just at this moment, Gegil Ke and Emlei Ke walked in side by side with smiles on their faces.

"It's so lively every time."

"The bargaining chip given by Simic."

"They're back in Bordeaux."

"This guy……"

"It's hard to deal with!"

The third son of the Grand Duke said, and handed over the "Sword Breathing Method" and the "Soldier" baptism scroll to Goethe-although Goethe declared that it was to be shared with the northern border.

But it is better for Goethe to hand it over to the head of the Ke family.

He will not overstep the bounds.

Unless he wants to be beaten by his father and brother.

"yes."

"Giving a bargaining chip without completing the deal, and completely trusting the Ke family's reputation, we have to help them... Any news from Simlei?"

Goethe sighed and asked about the news of the elder brother who left a week ago.

"not yet."

"We needn't worry about Smliel, though."

"He must be all right."

Gergil Ke said so.

Emlei Ke on the side said it directly.

"Don't worry, Simlei is immortal, he will definitely come back at the agreed time, and he will bring us surprises!"

Emlei Ke was full of confidence when he said this.

However, the voice just fell.

Emlei Ke's expression suddenly changed.