Calamity Crown

'Son of flesh and blood'? !

Goethe was attracted by this new term.

Mrs. Burns did not answer immediately, but bent down to examine the corpse carefully.

After about half a minute, the lady stood up and looked at Goethe with undisguised admiration.

"He is not a 'son of flesh and blood' in the true sense, but a senior 'flesh and blood believer' who has not yet completed the 'baptism' and is only one step away from the 'son of flesh and blood'."

"Being able to defeat the extraordinary with a mortal... Goethe, you are the best young man I have ever seen."

"Before Morey praised you, obviously, he was humble."

"You are better than he said!"

Mrs. Burns praised directly.

"'Flesh and flesh believers', 'flesh and blood children'?"

Goethe didn't seem to care about such praise, but asked.

Mrs. Burns explained without any concealment.

"In the 'Flesh and Flesh Church', there is a very strict hierarchy. Except for ordinary members, those who have mastered the 'Secret Technique' are the 'Flesh and Flesh Believers'. After the 'Flesh and Flesh Believers' have completed various trials, they can proceed 'Baptism', the 'flesh and blood believers' after baptism are 'flesh and blood children'!"

"And when you become a 'son of flesh and blood', you will lead a team of 3-5 'flesh and flesh believers', and become the 'predator squad' of the 'Flesh and Flesh Church' to attack everywhere."

"For quite a long time before, the extraordinary world was in turmoil because of the 'predator squad' of the 'Church of Flesh'."

"So much so that the 'Keeper of Secrets' had to set up a corresponding department during that time."

"In the end, it was the cooperation of several secret organizations that made the 'Church of Flesh' change from an open and aboveboard hunt to a covert operation, but it was even more vicious and cruel."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Burns glanced at Goethe with concern in her eyes.

"Goethe, if you killed one of the flesh-and-blood believers who were about to be 'baptized', you would definitely face the pursuit of the 'Church of Flesh' - and according to the rules of the 'Church of Flesh', the flesh-and-blood believers who were about to be 'baptized' would definitely be surrounded by There is a 'son of flesh and blood' who has been baptized nearby..."

Mrs. Burns stopped short of her words.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Next, Goethe will face the pursuit of the "son of flesh and blood".

really……

There is no worst, only worse!

Goethe sighed inwardly.

He had already made a corresponding guess before, and this time, it was confirmed.

However, Goethe did not panic.

Because, he knows that panic is useless, only calmness can find a way out of the predicament in front of him.

And Mrs. Burns looked at Goethe who was thinking calmly in front of her, and couldn't help nodding slightly.

Goethe was the best young man she had seen in the last few years.

No wonder Morey praised him like that.

"Go, come with me to see Morey."

Mrs. Burns said so.

"Um?"

Goethe was taken aback.

Morey is naturally the key to solving the immediate problem, but finding Morey is not an easy task, so Goethe has already made a deal with Mrs. Burns in front of him, and let the other party protect him until dawn.

However, it was unexpected that Mrs. Burns knew about Morey's whereabouts.

Although according to the conversation between Morey and Mrs. Burns, Morey should have been a student of Mrs. Burns for a period of time, but he told Mrs. Burns his whereabouts under the premise of being injured. What does this mean?

Morey had complete confidence in Mrs. Burns.

This kind of relationship goes far beyond the category of 'student and teacher for a while'.

"I used to be a member of the 'Keeper of Secrets', but I was not a combatant, but an auxiliary member of the action team."

"Now?"

"I retired."

Mrs. Burns saw Goethe's doubts and immediately explained.

No wonder Morey trusted the other party so much and asked the other party to teach him and Ke Ertu to speak again!

Goethe was stunned.

Then, speak immediately.

"Madam, please wait a moment."

Goethe pointed to the returning carriage, and instead of going through the door, turned over and jumped out of the window.

"I took the telegram."

As soon as they met, Swart said in a low voice, and then found that Goethe was looking down at his crotch.

Suddenly, the sheriff's voice became louder.

"I changed my pants by the way, what's wrong?"

There was a trace of grievance in the voice.

When he thought of rushing back to the police station with wet crotch, Swart was full of shame and anger, even though he used the water in the jug to cover it up, but when he left, the police officers looked at him strangely .

as if……

His trousers were not zipped properly.

"It's okay, it's just that you didn't pull up your trousers properly."

Goethe shook his head, Swarte had done his best, so he had nothing to say.

However, the reminders that should be given still need to be reminded.

Startled, Swart looked down.

I saw that the pants chain was really open!

But it's not that he didn't pull it up, but he pulled it up, but the pants chain was broken, revealing his red underwear that was stained with traces of stains.

Obviously, the trousers were changed, but the underwear was not.

"Ahhh!"

"Damn little James, he said that the zipper technology is very mature and will bring a wave of fashion!"

Swart screamed.

Especially when seeing a dignified lady like Mrs. Pence approaching, the sheriff had to grab the front of his trousers so hard that the zippers overlapped and covered each other.

Doing so is naturally uncomfortable.

But it's better than showing panties.

And Mrs. Burns didn't pay attention to Swarte, but just paid attention to Goethe.

She watched as Goethe took out his wallet and took out the gold ticket.

"Goethe, no need, I don't really mean..."

"No, ma'am, it was agreed before."

"I will not break my promise."

Goethe was able to invite Mrs. Burns, of course not with empty words, but paid 100 gold grams.

After taking out a 50 gold ticket from his wallet and handing it to Mrs. Burns, Goethe looked at Swart.

"half."

Goethe said.

"I want to pay too?!"

Swart was shocked.

"We are partners, we share benefits, and risks are naturally shared."

Goethe said so.

Swart immediately took off his shoes without hesitation, took out a 50-gold gold ticket from under the insole of his left foot, and handed it to Mrs. Burns——in just a moment, the sheriff reacted .

The Mrs. Burns in front of her was the same kind of person as Lord Morey.

Such a person would naturally want to curry favor when given the opportunity.

Let alone 50 gold grams.

If he can flatter him, he will pay 500 gold grams.

The big deal is to increase the money handed in by those guys on the street by another 20%, and it will be able to pay back in ten months.

As long as he doesn't push to the last step, those guys won't resist him at all.

Swart is well aware of this.

What he knew better was Goethe's advice to him.

Immediately, the sheriff secretly cast a grateful look at Goethe.

Goethe looked at Mrs. Burns and kept smiling.

That's why he likes working with Swart.

Maybe there are many shortcomings, but at the critical moment, I know what to do.

"All right."

Mrs. Burns took the golden ticket and looked at Goethe with increasing admiration.

Of course, when she took Swart's golden ticket, the lady wrapped it in a handkerchief and looked disgusted.

Although she has a pension, Mrs. Burns doesn't mind getting more rewards if she deserves it. Why did she open "Mrs. Burns' Classroom"?

In addition to the feeling that I really like to teach others, it is to get more gold pensions.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Mrs. Burns, Goethe began to touch the weapons that the patrolmen had brought out in the name of inspection—from No. 32, Little Durian Street.

Two-handed sword, long sword, arm crossbow.

Goethe touched them one by one.

Then, his face darkened.