Calamity Crown

Everything has to be done in moderation.

Digging is even more so!

People who often dig pits tend to dig themselves into it - Goethe knew this, so after saying this sentence with seemingly good intentions, Goethe got up and left.

Wandering around the bazaar formed by the ‘convoy’ twice, Goethe bought some interesting cans and books again.

Naturally, Goethe paid for it.

After taking over the 'Paradise Hotel', all the coins accumulated in the hotel became Goethe's.

It can't be called rich and powerful, but it is rich enough, and it is more than enough to buy canned food and books at the 'bazaar'.

As for those weird handicrafts?

Goethe just glanced over.

That high price, any one of them, can reduce his worth by half at this moment.

More importantly, although these "handicrafts" that look like "supernatural items" are exquisitely made, none of them really possess supernatural powers.

Simply put, they are all fakes.

It is precisely because of this that Goethe called it a "handicraft".

After turning his eyes away from a statue with seven arms, four legs, and a plump female body, Goethe took Jerry and prepared to leave - I have to admit that the other party's sculptor is really superb, making the whole statue extremely lifelike. Nothing is revealed.

pity……

too expensive!

With such exclamation, Goethe stayed away from the market.

From the moment Goethe appeared, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

With his departure, such attention did not decrease, but increased.

The unknown teachers and students inquired about Goethe's identity.

Those teachers and students who know some inside stories have deep taboos, and they keep silent in the face of inquiries from colleagues and classmates.

And those teachers and students who had dealt with Goethe delivered the 'message' in their own way - not only the 'one-day tour group', but also the flight attendants, all had dual identities.

In this regard, the conductor Edward turned a blind eye.

This is the result of many compromises.

Some things are always more reassuring to put on the bright side than in the dark.

However, there are other things that need to be 'reminded'.

"What do you think?"

Edward, the conductor of the train, asked Van der Sar.

After Goethe left, the old lady came back again and sat where Goethe had been sitting.

"What do you think?"

While raising her hand, the old woman signaled the security guard of the 'College' to bring another set of tea sets, while pretending to be confused.

The train conductor Edward didn't point it out. He waited for the security guards of the 'College' to bring the tea set and poured tea for the old woman himself before continuing: "Of course it's about Mordod."

"Compared to us, you should be the one who knows him best."

"I didn't expect that he would succeed."

Speaking of this, the conductor Edward sighed.

In the royal advisory group, there have been more than one discussions about 'Mordode'.

After all, as one of the pawns sent out early, Mordod has always been excellent, not only passing back enough information, but also split the 'academy'.

The focus of every discussion is naturally on the latter.

How Moore Dodd split the 'college'.

Can this scenario be replicated again?

But no one envisioned it, and Mordod succeeded.

Therefore, when the successful Moldaud appeared, the train conductor Edward could already imagine the expressions of those self-proclaimed smart guys in the royal advisory group.

In this regard, he is quite looking forward to it.

Edward, the train conductor, did not hide his expression.

He knew very well that he didn't need to cover up when facing the woman across from him.

And in places he couldn't see, Goethe, who observed everything with the help of [Spirit of the Blood Raven], had a deeper understanding of the 'secret realm' in front of him.

The imperial royal family has never been monolithic.

Just like the entire empire, after experiencing the 'Burke Expedition', the contradictions concealed by the prosperity gradually became prominent. If it weren't for the 'academy' to divert attention, a bigger dispute would have erupted long ago.

Or……

"In order to divert the contradiction, the emperor of the empire consciously guided all this?"

Goethe guessed in his heart, but continued to stare at the conversation between the two.

"I didn't expect him to succeed either."

"Believe me, when I saw him for the first time, I was far more surprised than you could imagine—because I thought I was intimate with him and knew all his secrets."

"But when he reappeared in front of me, I realized..."

"Everything is what I think it is."

The old woman picked up the black tea and smiled wryly.

After taking a sip, the old woman continued.

"He has concealed enough things, but what he revealed is true. Under the witness of the 'contract', there is no doubt about this."

The old woman told the conductor Edward what cared most about him.

After hearing the old woman's words, the conductor Edward nodded slightly.

The train conductor was thinking in his heart, but he didn't stop talking.

"What about the 'Sage's Stone'?"

"It should be somewhere."

The old woman replied.

Some are perfunctory, and more are temptations.

she said.

"This needs to be found by the people under His Majesty's command, but it is not what we can find. Moreover, compared to the 'Sage's Stone', I pay more attention to the 'principal' related things."

"In the beginning, he chose to use things related to the 'principal' as a bargaining chip, and now he doesn't even let off the descendants of the 'principal'."

"Maybe it's because you have a bigger covetous heart for the 'college'?"

"After all, he is the one who is closest to success, just like our Queen, who has been having some fantastic ideas recently and needs to be appreciated and careful."

As the train conductor Edward said, he picked up a piece of snack and put it in his mouth.

And the old woman who got the news she wanted didn't refuse these snacks.

You know, the level of chefs in the royal family is much higher than that of 'college' chefs.

Afterwards, the two chatted, and Goethe, who was 'on the sidelines', confirmed some things.

Van der Sar, the self-proclaimed 'vice principal', and Edward, the train conductor, should have an extremely delicate cooperative relationship. The two sides have a bit of antagonism, but they will exchange information and abide by the final bottom line.

Apparently, the train conductor Edward was finally the emperor.

And Van der Sar?

Most likely it's the Queen... No, it's that Earl Tim.

"Because of the existence of the 'Academy', the world was divided into two, and this delicate situation was formed."

"Van der Sar, who is stationed at the 'College', needs an external news and resource channel, and this channel is firmly grasped by the emperor, so he has no choice but to cooperate."

"It's not just news and resource channels, there should be bigger handles..."

"Dear ones? Bloodlines?"

"Or is it a contract?"

Sitting on the sofa, Goethe guessed and thought.

Van der Sar was not as harmless as he appeared.

The opponent's ruthlessness has already broken through the lower limit of human beings to a certain extent.

Therefore, if you want to restrain such a person, can you use only one method.

Contract should be the most suitable.

And that conductor Edward?

Nature is the same.

With such an important position, if His Majesty the emperor is not bound by a contract, he might not be able to sleep at night, right?

"Master, your canned pear water."

While Goethe was thinking, Jerry came back with a can of pear water with ice.

The canned pear water had already been poured by Jerry into a white porcelain basin, which was covered with square ice, and two red bayberries were added as decorations.

The unique sweetness of pears becomes unusually sweet under the stimulation of ice water, and the pear flesh, which was originally slightly hot, is even more crisp and delicious.

Especially when chewed with ice cubes.

Crunch, crunch.

Goethe chewed it in big mouthfuls, and finally picked up the red bayberry as a decoration.

Slightly sour.

The original sweetness has long been diluted by pear water, but the original sourness is highlighted.

However, Goethe did not dislike the sour taste

After experiencing strong sweetness, there is always a need for a different taste.

With the bayberry in his mouth, Goethe looked in the direction of the hotel gate.

A hole appeared in the original wall without a sound, and the door opened directly, which startled Abby who was about to knock on the door.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"I'm here to deliver canned food."

The young flight attendant stammered.

As he spoke, he let himself lower his head, resisting his curiosity not to look at everything in the 'Paradise Hotel', but curiosity is like the beef in beef noodles that people care about.

The young flight attendant unconsciously raised his head, wanting to take a sneak peek.

He knows it's impolite.

But I just can't help it.

But as soon as he looked up, he saw Goethe.

Goethe appeared in front of him at some point, standing there with his shoulders folded, looking at him with a half-smile.

The eyes of the two sides intertwined, and the young steward took two steps back in fright.

The clumsy opponent slipped and was about to fall out of the range of the porch.

However, the next moment, a chair appeared on him.

The six cans in his hand were firmly caught by Goethe.

"sorry!"

"I did not mean it!"

The young flight attendant instantly stood up and apologized.

Goethe ignored the other party, but looked at the can in his hand.

Three peach flavors, three canned pear water.

"I didn't order the cans."

Goethe expressed his doubts.

"This is me, I..."

The young flight attendant stuttered again, he wanted to express his apology, and if possible, he wanted to compensate Goethe more, but Goethe seemed to only care about the cans, and he could only take out the cans.

He knew the cans weren't enough, but that was all he had now.

The young flight attendant wanted to explain clearly.

However, he didn't know what to say.

Because, in the heart of this young flight attendant, the canned food is too ridiculous.

Canned food cannot be exchanged for airplanes and cannons.

How could this kind of thing be compared with life?

Watch Goethe, the young flight attendant, bow ninety degrees.

“I will come again!”

After speaking, the young flight attendant turned and ran away.

Goethe didn't chase, let alone stop, just looked at the can in his hand, turned around and returned to the 'Paradise Hotel'.

"Owner?"

Jerry looked at the six new cans in disbelief.

"After I took over the hotel, a gift from the first guest who came to the door."

Goethe said so.

The young flight attendant was certainly not the first person.

But coming with good intentions is really the first one.

Not before.

after?

It's even more impossible.

With the arrival of the 'convoy'.

With his appearance this time, information about him will definitely spread to the outside world, and by that time, more people will definitely "visit".

But each will be more greedy and purposeful than the one before.

Of course, it is also more dangerous.

Never underestimate the stupidity and fluke of some people.

When the benefits are large enough, it is time for some people to risk their lives.

Even the flight attendant just now will be affected.

Maybe become a pawn to test him?

Maybe simply become a spy for information?

There are so many possibilities.

But there is a high probability that there will be no goodwill brought by such simple guilt.

"Jerry, put these six cans in the pantry."

"Well... put it on the top shelf."

"Don't touch them unless necessary."

Goethe ordered so.

"Yes, master."

Jerry nodded, took the can, and walked to the storage room.

Goethe returned to his sofa again and picked up the books he just bought.

He knew very well that such leisurely days would not last long.

next time!

When the 'team' comes again next time, it will be the busiest time for him.

In fact, it is.

a week later.

Woo! Woohoo!

When the siren of the 'Convoy' resounded through the sky, the front of the old-fashioned steam locomotive dragged twelve carriages out of the thick gray fog and stopped firmly in front of the gate of the 'College'.

Like every time before, the train conductor handed over two bags of letters to Van der Sar.

But different from before, when the train conductor did not find Goethe in the crowd, he immediately led four flight attendants carrying four boxes and walked in the direction of the 'Paradise Hotel'.

The old woman looked at this scene and kept smiling.

Because, two "sightseeing group" tourists carrying large suitcases appeared in front of her.

The other party has gained.

She has too.

Not only this old lady, but many members of the "sightseeing group" appeared in front of their "relatives and friends" with large or small suitcases, and handed condolence gifts to their "relatives and friends" , and earnestly exhorted.

The conversation between Goethe and the train conductor Edward seems to be confidential, but it also seems to be.

People who know lip language can easily tell the difference.

Even if they don't understand lip language, some changes in the imperial family are still taken into account by caring people.

Among these caring people, many people did not know why the imperial family did this at first, but this did not prevent them from learning.

What's more, the item of 'Principal Modeus' itself is a sought-after item.

A pebble thrown into the lake will cause ripples.

This moment is no exception. Those who are interested are staring at the royal family of the empire, and more people are staring at these people who are interested.

Then, those who stared at these guys also followed suit.

More and more people joined it, just like a snowball.

And this had a consequence for Goethe——

Harvest!