Calamity Crown

Seeing that Goethe finally admitted, Shira couldn't help but smile.

She, Sheila, is both beautiful and intelligent!

Although relying on the teacher to really establish the hunter bar!

However, she is no longer what she was before, and she can already be alone!

Thinking of this, Xila, who was very proud, continued talking.

"After discovering the real situation, you immediately chose to join forces with the Secret Keeper, and even joined the Secret Keeper, but you still underestimated the determination of that guy from the Pine Nut Hotel."

"Or, that guy has gone crazy long ago."

"He didn't care about it long ago."

"so……"

"You need an ally."

Saying that, Shira walked up to Goethe and held out her palm.

Demeanor, perfect!

Action, elegance!

Appearance, beautiful!

Coupled with my unparalleled intelligence, Goethe must have been overwhelmed by me.

Sila, who was extremely confident, looked at Goethe.

Then, he found that Goethe was looking at her with a strange look.

That gaze was a little familiar.

It seems that she was curious about pig food and couldn't help but want to try it, but she was chased by pigs for two streets, then climbed up a tree to avoid pigs, but accidentally knocked out a hornet's nest, so that she had to jump into a well to escape Wasp, and then nearly drowned—the look in her teacher's eyes when she heard her explain the situation after she was rescued.

While Sheila was in a trance, Goethe stood up and shook hands with her.

Goethe didn't want the woman in front of him to react.

"Pleasant cooperation."

Sheila said with a smile.

"Pleasant cooperation."

Goethe said the same.

"Now that we are allies and partners, can you tell me something about the 'Mad King's Treasure'?"

Sheila asked expectantly.

She hoped that Goethe had been overwhelmed by her charm, and then told her something that could not be said.

"cannot!"

Goethe said firmly.

He is also very helpless.

Everything he knew about the "Mad King's Treasure" was said by Shila.

he himself?

Not at all.

"mean!"

"But don't forget your promise."

"You won't forget, will you?"

Sheila pouted, and then became serious.

Although the woman in front of me is a logic genius.

But the strength is real.

He is also far more familiar with the 'Extraordinary World' than he is.

Moreover, even if the other party is a fool, they will never trust others easily.

so……

Is it a contract?

Or some kind of power?

Or have props like the 'identification pocket watch'?

Goethe guessed with his meager extraordinary knowledge, but on the surface, he said the same seriously.

"No."

"What I promised from 'Goethe', I will naturally not forget it."

Goethe emphasized.

"very good!"

"You made a promise, and I will give my help—within three days, I will find that guy for you!"

"Then, we give him a fatal blow!"

After finishing speaking, Shira turned and walked out.

She couldn't wait to find the 'Mist Killer'.

Then?

Naturally, the 'Mad King's Treasure' was opened!

Sheila firmly believes that the 'Mad King's Treasure' must be in the hands of Goethe, or it is the way to open the 'Mad King's Treasure'.

As for the 'mist killer' found?

It should be a smoke bomb released by the "Wayne House" to confuse the public.

As a descendant of that "Majesty the Mad King", if you don't even have this ability, how can you cultivate a talent like Goethe?

I'm afraid he's already dead!

The confident Sheila left.

Goethe didn't see him off, he watched the other party board the carriage, and after watching the other party's carriage go away, he boarded the carriage directly.

As for overhauling 1 Guta Street?

He's done it before.

As a result, nothing was found.

Even if there was, in the days when he 'leaved home', No. 1 Guta Street had already been turned upside down.

Now?

Nothing will be left.

On the carriage, Goethe continued to think.

"Except for the part related to me, Shila's news should be true."

"But because of my appearance, she thought she was real, but in fact she became so fake that she couldn't be fake anymore."

"However, is the 'Mad King's Treasure' related to the 'Secret Realm'?"

Goethe frowned.

Without key information, there must be no results.

"Must learn more!"

"besides……"

"Strengthen your strength."

Goethe told himself so.

Coincidentally, the afternoon class was temporarily canceled due to Mrs. Pence's health.

The same was true for the next three days.

Goethe immediately practiced shooting with the ammunition provided by Swart according to his plan, and at the same time obtained knowledge and rumors related to the extraordinary from Mrs. Burns as much as possible during the meal delivery interval.

At the same time, quietly waiting for the news of Sheila and the results of Morey's investigation.

Although Mrs. Burns was serious, she didn't mind telling Goethe more.

Three days is not a long time, but for Goethe, who is poor in extraordinary knowledge, he has gained quite a lot.

However, there was no news from Xila and Morey.

The fruitlessness of the two made Goethe even more vigilant.

Shira has an intelligence network of hunters.

Morey, has the official channel of the Keeper.

If the two are added together, it should be unimpeded in Lust.

But nothing was found.

This shows what?

The other party was completely hidden.

This is true whether it is the 'mist killer' or the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel.

And this kind of hiding is not evasion or fear.

Not to mention giving up!

The 'Church of Flesh' managed to attract the attention of the secret keeper in the surrounding cities, and the secret keeper stationed in Lust was seriously injured. The two of them would never let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Therefore, the two must be preparing to open the secret realm!

Once the preparations are complete, it's time to see you!

A sense of oppression before the storm made Goethe deeply disturbed.

In fact, Goethe is not alone.

So does Kyle.

It's not how keen Kyle's intuition is.

It was Morey's task.

Such a task made Kyle a little absent-minded when cooking.

However, the young man quickly adjusted.

"This is a gentleman's promise!"

"Don't be careless!"

"Besides, I believe Lord Morey can solve everything!"

The young man warned himself, and then began to put the fish marinated in the afternoon into the oil pan.

Wow!

The high-temperature oil quickly turns the fish golden in a unique sound.

Kyle prepared the sauce in an orderly manner.

He promised to cook a sumptuous dinner for Goethe on the weekend as an apology, which naturally required all his strength.

Fish, lamb, steak.

And a whole chicken.

These are the freshest ones he bought in the morning.

Then, pickling and secondary processing were carried out.

Kyle brought out his best dishes.

Of course, Kyle knew about Puli, but he didn't know how to comfort Morey. He could only invite Morey to have dinner with him. Of course, there was Mrs. Burns who was gradually recovering—unfortunately, this lady refused. .

Because, the lady's butler will be buried with Puli in four days.

So, the lady refused to go out.

No one wants to see such a thing.

Sadness, sadness, in everyone's heart.

And Kyle hopes that a delicious meal can make everyone feel better.

Moreover, he planned to make some snacks and send them to Mrs. Burns.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Kyle, you ordered bacon sausage!"

After knocking on the door, came the voice of Old Henry from the deli downstairs.

"coming!"

Kyle wiped his hands and walked quickly towards the door.

Old Henry's sausages are pretty good.

Especially the bacon sausage, the fusion of fruity and meaty flavors amazed Kyle more than once.

It's a pity that it was a handicraft handed down from old Henry's family, and he couldn't learn it at all.

But that didn't stop him from adding Old Henry's bacon sausage to tonight's menu.

But the moment he opened the door, Kyle was stunned.

A man in a hooded cloak stood outside the door, holding a bloody head in his hand.

That head is...

Old Henry!

Kyle was startled, and immediately retreated to reach for the gun, but the man holding Old Henry's head calmly raised Old Henry's head, shook it back and forth at Kyle, let the blood drip, and then , imitating old Henry's voice to greet——

"Hey Kyle, good evening."