Calamity Crown

The gunfire flickered and the sound was loud.

Propelled by gunpowder, the bullets are fast and accurate.

Goethe was not in vain for two weeks of continuous club shooting practice in the afternoon.

Relying on his own physical fitness which is nearly three times that of ordinary people, and the unlimited supply of bullets, Goethe finally successfully upgraded [Gunpowder Weapon. Pistol] from the basic level to the entry level after shooting uninterruptedly for a long time.

[Gunpowder weapon. Pistol (introductory): You are already familiar with pistols. When facing a fixed target within 10 meters, it has a very high hit rate, and when facing a moving target, it also has a certain hit rate; effect: skill + 0.1】

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At this moment, the distance between the two sides is less than 5 meters.

Goethe's shot is sure to hit.

It's just that a layer of translucent defensive force field rose from the old man's body, like a shield, blocking in front of the warhead.

The bullet hit the translucent defensive force field, spinning rapidly, but quickly lost its kinetic energy.

Ding!

The metal bullet that fell on the ground bounced back and forth.

Before that, Goethe pulled the trigger again and again.

bang bang bang!

The remaining five bullets in the magazine are all fired.

Without exception, they all hit the translucent defensive force field, lost their kinetic energy and fell to the ground.

"how?"

"The heirs of the 'Robert Family' also favor gunpowder weapons?"

"It seems that you have also violated the tradition!"

The old man taunted Goethe, but after Goethe took out another revolver, the other party paused.

But what made the old man's expression change even more was that after Goethe tossed the revolver without bullets to Andinen, he took out another revolver from his coat.

Three revolvers!

Who would hide three guns on his body!

And he is a guy who upholds the 'tradition'!

The old man roared in his heart.

But Goethe didn't hesitate, with two guns in hand, he shot again and again.

bang bang bang!

This time, ripples appeared on the force field defensive shield.

Moreover, the ripples began to converge and intertwine.

Extraordinary shields and gunpowder weapons.

spear and shield

Who is the ultimate winner?

Double Gun will give you the answer!

Snapped!

The translucent force field shield was directly shattered.

At the same time, the two guns in Goethe's hands were out of bullets, but Goethe looked at Little Graz with a smile on his face.

The old man turned pale with shock.

"Close your eyes!"

The old man roared.

Longwei!

Little Gratz obviously knew what the heir of the 'Robert Family' was best at, so he immediately closed his eyes, and then he heard a muffled sound.

That is……

The sound of body being hit

Graz Jr. was right.

Because, when he beat the servant, that was the sound.

It's just that the screams of Sirik's advisor are much louder than those of the servants.

Instinctively, little Gratz opened his eyes.

I saw my consultant holding his crotch and retreating again and again, his eyes were red, as if tears were streaming down, and the neatly combed beard and hair were all standing up at this moment.

And that Marple stepped forward with a grim smile on his face.

"Walk!"

When little Gratz didn't react at all, his advisor grabbed his arm.

Then, the two disappeared from the spot.

Only—

"Andinan is the illegitimate son of the Grand Duke of Graz!"

The voice was mixed with the feeling of pain, but it was still completely spoken.

The sound echoed on the second floor.

Goethe frowned.

When facing any extraordinary person, he can't be careless, so he only made a move when he was quite sure, but he didn't expect that the other party had the ability similar to'teleportation'.

and……

It's instant!

The opponent's force field shield is also instant!

Goethe had a sliver of insight when he thought of [Desperate Gaze], which can also be driven without gestures or pictographs.

"The mystery of the secret realm in front of me is disappearing, so the transcendent let himself gradually adapt and change!"

"Maybe the power has become smaller, but it is more convenient and..."

"It's impossible to guard against!"

Goethe reminded himself to be more careful.

Then, he turned to look at Andinan.

At this moment, the young man froze in place.

Undoubtedly, the young man was stunned by the news just now.

"I am the Grand Duke's illegitimate son?"

Andinan looked at Goethe.

Goethe remained silent, and he didn't know if what the other party said was true or not, but according to his speculation, Andy Nanji might be the Grand Duke's illegitimate son.

The young man was quite clever, and immediately after recovering from the initial shock, he wanted to change the subject.

"Maybe, maybe they're trying to confuse the view?"

As Andinan said, he wanted to show a smile.

However, that smile was extremely far-fetched.

Just because the young man is quite smart, he also came up with the same guess as Goethe.

"Your Excellency Marple, let's continue our shooting training."

Afterwards, Andinan said this.

At this moment, the young man looked calm, as if he had completely shaken off the influence of the news.

Goethe didn't stop.

This afternoon, it was no different than the past two weeks, one shot after another.

And the entire 'White Lion Club' didn't seem to notice the arrival of Graz Jr. either.

Everything is as usual.

But the chances of Andinan missing the mark skyrocketed.

Obviously, the young man was far less calm than he appeared.

Goethe, on the other hand, maintained a normal level.

It seemed that he was not disturbed at all by the sudden "visiting" of the transcendent, even if the other party showed an unusual secret technique.

When he was in his hometown, Goethe understood a truth: when you are upset about something, the best way is not to think about it, otherwise, you will only become more and more irritable.

Even, it will affect your own judgment.

And what better distraction than shooting?

Naturally, it was double-gun fire.

As for consoling Andy Nan?

First of all, Goethe is not good at comforting others.

Second, things like parents.

As an outsider, Goethe thought that he should not say much.

After all, he has never experienced such a complicated thing, and if he came with that mouth, he would be struck by lightning.

Therefore, Goethe remained silent until the shooting training was over.

Smell of gunpowder, Goethe and Andy Nan returned to No. 11 Kimmel Street.

"Master's bath water has been put away."

"After you take a shower, you can eat."

"I have prepared special dishes-I have improved on the basis of traditional dishes."

The maid Maria said excitedly.

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Goethe handed over the coat casually.

Since attending several gatherings of neighbors on Kimmel Street, Maria's impeccable performance has completely reassured Goethe, especially the recent food, which made him extremely satisfied.

There is no special baked apple, but blood soup for every meal.

Life is bright.

After washing up, Goethe returned to the dining room in his pajamas.

Andinan didn't change his clothes, but sat in the restaurant.

It was clear that the young man was waiting for Goethe.

After hearing footsteps, the young man immediately raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Seeing Andinan's hesitation to speak, Godra opened the chair and sat opposite the young man.

"I'm not very good at comforting people."

"But if you want to say something, I can listen."

"At the same time, I can also keep it a secret for you."

"However, don't expect me to give you any advice. You can only rely on yourself for this kind of thing."

Goethe said so.

Andinan froze for a moment, then laughed.

"You are more comforting than you think."

"There is nothing more comforting than being heard and kept secret."

"Do you know?"

"I'm actually a fool."

The young man pursed his lips mockingly, leaned back in the chair, raised his head halfway, and looked at the ceiling.

After a pause for a few seconds, the young man continued.

"My mother didn't mention my father too much, she just told me that he was an ordinary person and died very early."

"However, my mother told me that she had inherited something from my father."

"Then, when I inherited the inheritance, I realized how rich the 'some' in my mother's mouth is. As long as I don't invest and start a business with a feverish brain, I can live without worry until the next day." For the next life."

"Moreover, this is based on the premise that my mother spent a lot of money."

"This kind of wealth, although exaggerated, is enough to make people envious. Then, why have I lived with my mother for 16 years and have not been disturbed by anyone?"

"Then, why did some guy who shouldn't appear appear again after my mother died?"

"It's not that I didn't notice these problems before."

"It's just that I didn't think deeply about it, I..."

"I'm escaping!"

The young man held his head higher as he spoke.

"In my life, there should be no father role, but he is everywhere."

"And my mother?"

"Stay with me all the time."

"She wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer."

"It just so happens that I'm also interested in medicine."

"In my plan, I should become an excellent doctor in 4-5 years. My mother will be proud of me. After working for several years, I will marry a wife and have children, and let more children surround me. Mother messing around."

"That's my plan."

"Instead of being involved in some bloody disputes of noble families!"

"I do not want!"

"This is not what I want!"

The young man said, raising his head higher again.

Goethe slightly turned his head to look in the direction of the kitchen, he didn't want the young man to be embarrassed.

The restaurant was silent for five minutes.

With the arrival of the maid Maria, the silence was broken.

"Hey, Andinan, why are you crying all of a sudden?"

asked the maid carrying the plate in surprise.

"The toes touched the corner of the table, and then, I couldn't bear it anymore... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, It And Too Pain."

Andy Nan explained.

It was originally just an excuse, but I couldn't help crying loudly while talking.

"Don't cry, don't cry, come and taste my big meal, it can heal everything!"

Maria raised her hand and patted the top of Andinan's head.

Then, the lid covering the dinner plate was lifted.

Suddenly, Andinan stopped crying.

No, it should not be stop.

Instead of being scared.

On the dinner plate in front of him was a golden grilled chicken, and an octopus was stuffed into the belly of the chicken. The head of the octopus was completely inserted into the belly of the chicken, only the tentacles were exposed. The back is inlaid on a crab with an open shell, and eight scarlet crab legs with spikes stand upright.

"This, what is this?"

Andinan asked stammeringly.

"Roast chicken!"

Maria replied naturally.

Then, another slap on the forehead.

"By the way, the sauce!"

The maid hurried back to the kitchen and brought out a bowl of sauce.

"This is my special spinach juice, healthy and delicious!"

While speaking, the maid poured the sauce on it.

Immediately, the dark green juice spread out. The roast chicken, which was just a little scary, suddenly had a strange aura at this time, making people unable to look directly at it, as if one more look would lead to complete madness so-so.

"Want to eat it?"

Andinan swallowed hard.

But this action caused the maid to misunderstand directly.

"Can't wait?"

"Come, come, have a taste!"

said the maid.

Andinan looked at the maid who comforted him just now, and at the indescribable grilled chicken, gritted his teeth and wanted to pick up the knife and fork, but the moment his fingers touched the knife and fork, the young man I chose to give up.

He can't get off the knife and fork.

He was timid in the face of a roast chicken.

He suddenly discovered that the problem of 'being caught in a bloody dispute in an aristocratic family' just mentioned is not that difficult anymore.

At least death is sometimes a relief.

But if he really ate this roast chicken, his life would be worse than death.

Andinan, who appraised from the bottom of his heart, looked at Goethe.

Immediately, I admire it.

Goethe, with a calm expression on his face, straightened the napkin around his neck, and then just picked up the knife and fork.

Immediately, the young man showed admiration.

'As expected of His Excellency Marple, facing such a roast chicken, he has the courage to eat it! '

The young man thought so.

However, just before the knife and fork were about to touch the roast chicken, Goethe stopped suddenly.

He looked towards the door solemnly.

Then, he put down the knife and fork, walked over, and opened the door.

I saw that Ge Gen was raising his hand, as if he was about to knock on the door.

"Marple, can you..."

"Understood, let's go right away!"

Goethe interrupted the deputy sheriff's words, grabbed him, and walked out.

Andinan looked at Goethe who was about to leave, and immediately reacted.

"Maria, I'm sorry!"

"Although I really want to taste your food, there is an emergency and we have to deal with it."

"By the way, if the grilled chicken is cold, it won't taste good, and if it is reheated, it will lose the original taste of the food, so..."

"You can show Kay a taste of your craft!"

The young man stood up and ran out, talking to Maria.

Then, the two held Ge Gen and ran out of No. 11 Kimmel Street, one on the left and one on the right.

Turning the corner, the two looked at each other.

There is a joy of surviving after a catastrophe.

"What are you doing?"

"I haven't finished yet..."

Ge Gen, who was held up by the two, yelled in dissatisfaction, while Andinan curled the corners of his lips in disdain——

"Is something wrong with Lancet?"