Calamity Crown

2022-03-19

Chapter 159 My turn! (please subscribe ~ ask for monthly ticket~)

Furyk was slightly distracted in his chair.

“Your Majesty? Your Majesty?”

The continuous shouting from his subordinates made Furyk came back to his senses.

“What happened to the miners?”

Furyk, who came back to his senses, asked nonchalantly.

“After killing a few who took the lead in making troubles, I’m much more honest – these lower-class people have forgotten the favor of the fief lord, and are willing to become Barbarian’s slaves, really act recklessly.”

The blood-stained subordinate grinned.

“Go and kill another batch.”

“Take out those guys with a grudge on their faces and kill them.”

Furyk instructed.

“Yes, my lord.”

He took the lead, turned around and left.

And after his men left, Furyk lost his mind again.

He’s thinking about Eldest Young Lady’s plans.

As a steward, he has known from a long time that Eldest Young Lady is a bold and adventurous person.

However, after the failure of that plan a few years ago, he thinks the Eldest Young Lady will pull back a bit.

After all, after the distant nephew of the fief lord who even he didn’t know appeared, Eldest Young Lady quickly died down and took him directly to Bord with a makeover.

Without the slightest hesitation.

There is no symbolic resistance.

And in Bord, Eldest Young Lady is even more reclusive.

If it wasn’t for this sudden announcement that he would return to Swetra, he would have thought that Eldest Young Lady would choose to live an ordinary life.

“Using the mines as bait to attack Snow Ridge City…”

“Hopefully successful!”

Furyk thought silently in his heart.

Although he may face death at this time, the steward, who was the father of the Eldest Young Lady, and the steward of the Eldest Young Lady after the death of the Eldest Young Lady father, is still willing to take risks.

It’s not just loyalty.

And kindness.

If it wasn’t for the Eldest Young Lady’s father, he would be dead.

Died in World of Ice and Snow.

“Don’t worry, sir.”

“I will do my best to help Eldest Young Lady get her Swetra collar back.”

Furyk whispered talking.

Then the old steward got up and went to inspect the mine.

I don’t know why, but after dark, he always feels terrified.

Faced with bad premonitions, the transcender’s old steward doesn’t care.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, he ordered to slaughter those who might cause trouble.

It’s the same even if he doesn’t see him as a threat at all.

Standing at the top of the mine, Furyk watched the 300 soldiers in rotation – these are the elite soldiers left by the master, and immediately gathered after the Eldest Young Lady returned to the Swetra lead. .

Thanks to His Excellency Kendi .Ruth.

Old steward thought to himself.

If it wasn’t for your Excellency, they wouldn’t have won Snowfield City so smoothly.

Not to mention, this decoy can be deployed under the premise of extremely insufficient troops.

After walking around, Furyk was ready to return to his room to rest for a while.

Although after two baptisms, the old steward has not completed the qualitative change after all.

After returning to the Swetra collar, the old steward felt exhausted after days without rest.

Especially at the thought that the moment of truth is really critical, the old steward made a decision right away.

However, just as the old steward returned to the room, he suddenly stopped.

“en?”

For some reason, he just felt like he was being watched.

Without hesitation, the old steward drew his long sword.

The other party walked cautiously towards the corner.

The tip of the sword was aimed at the shadow.

But nothing.

“It’s really old.”

The old steward shook the head, turned around and returned to the room, laying on the bed that belonged to the foreman in his clothes, he closed the In his eyes, after ignoring the irritability, the tiredness instantly flooded the old steward like a tide.

When the snoring sounded, a sharp dagger pierced the old steward’s heart with no difficulty after piercing the bed board.

The old steward woke up before the dagger could touch him.

But it’s too late.

The already old body, coupled with the trance of exhaustion and awakening, made it too late for the other party to respond.

“Ah!”

With a scream, old steward raised his fist and slammed it under the bed.

But an invisible wind is faster.

pu!

[Blood Raven Spirit] slit the opponent’s throat.

The hand that the old steward had just raised fell down weakly.

Goethe rolled out from under the bed without stopping, turned around and went out and went straight to the mine where the miners were imprisoned – there were not many guards, only six people, but the explosives at the entrance of the mine made Goethe very concerned.

With that amount, once it is blown up, the mine will definitely collapse, and none of the miners in it will survive.

The [Blood Raven Spirit], who had already scouted the entire mine for Goethe, attacked again.

The two soldiers guarding the door did not notice that the invisible [Blood Raven Spirit] had entered the mine, and the four soldiers in the cave were guarding the explosives.

torch stay away from here.

In the dark, the two of them rested and the two stood guard.

Even during the break, he did not put down the gun in his hand.

And, very hidden.

This corner was clearly chosen with care.

But, useless.

[Blood Raven Spirit] has already investigated everything clearly.

At this moment, it flew by at a very high speed, plundering the lives of the two soldiers standing guard.

Goethe jumped out of the shadows, and the [Shadow Snake Blade] in his hand swept over the necks of the remaining two.

And after doing all this, Goethe took out the two soldiers at the door one by one.

Bang, bang!

Two sudden gunshots woke the sleeping mine rebels and patrolling soldiers, who came here with their guns up one by one.

But before they could get close, a flare went off-

pa!

fireworks exploded.

The roaring giant bear roared under the night sky.

The ground began to vibrate.

The charged cavalry launched a charge, and the temporary fortifications built by the rebels were torn to shreds by this elite cavalry.

Everything went as Goethe expected.

Includes-

Attack!

clang!

The blade swept across Goethe’s side and slashed against the wall beside Goethe.

The tough stone wall was slashed by a sword.

It’s like cutting tofu.

A man with a sword looked at Goethe in surprise, as if rather surprised that Goethe was able to dodge the sword.

But the other party didn’t stop, and another sword stabbed.

Goethe didn’t have any idea of fighting the opponent head-on at all. The sword just now informed Goethe. If he hadn’t seen the opponent with the help of the [Blood Raven Spirit]’s vision, he would have prepared in advance.

The sword had already split him in two.

The opponent is an invincible opponent!

Goethe to the conclusion, back quickly!

peng peng peng!

Goethe, who was retreating, pulled the trigger again and again, and the bullets from the revolver instantly enveloped the opponent.

clang clang clang!

Blades are swung in a row, and the bullets fired are cut by one after another.

The silhouette of the man with the sword rushed to Goethe.

“Go to hell!”

The other party shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out again.

However,

was grabbed by the wrist with a palm.

This is a broad, calloused palm owned by a stout middle-aged man in leather armor.

middle-aged man with a deadpan expression.

ka-cha!

The sword-wielding man’s wrist was crushed.

The long sword fell to the ground, and the man with the sword let out a whimper.

“Att!”

The sword-wielding man called out the name of the middle-aged man, but this did not prevent the accompanying Grand Duke’s guards from knocking him out with a punch from the Captain.

“Young Master Goethe, are you all right?”

Art turned his head and looked towards Goethe.

“It’s okay, he is the transcender of the ‘Swordsman’ road?”

Goethe shook the head and asked.

“Well, I have completed the baptism of ‘Sword Ritual’ and ‘Swordsmell’ twice, and I am about to start the third baptism of ‘sword heart’. If I complete the third baptism, I want to win It’s not that easy for him.”

Art, who has already embarked on the road of ‘warrior’, said truthfully.

“So it is!”

Goethe said this, frowning slightly.

The reason why I didn’t immediately let Yate take a shot just now was to test my true strength and what level it was in the ‘anchor world’.

But the result made Goethe a little less satisfied.

There should be no problem facing 1 baptism opponent.

But facing 2 baptism opponents, you need to do your best.

And the opponent who came into contact with baptism 3 times, he was basically impossible to beat the opponent.

If it is an opponent who has completed 3 baptism?

That is, there is nothing to fight back!

“Now I am roughly equivalent to completing the transcender of baptism twice.”

With accurate judgment, Goethe once again craved powerful strength from the bottom of his heart.

But Goethe hasn’t forgotten what to do.

He went to the battlefield that has not started yet ended.

A group of former soldiers, but after being abandoned for a few years, faced the elites who practiced every day, and under the premise that the latter had an absolute advantage in numbers, the result was self-evident.

Not to mention, the latter team also has hidden transcenders.

Those are the team members of Art, there are 10 people in total.

So Goethe’s side won at almost negligible cost.

300 soldiers, most of them captured at Goethe’s behest.

At this moment, Goethe stood before the captives.

“I am Goethe .Wayne, Guardian of the North, nephew of Archduke Scrooge Gram, and the new lord of Swetra. I understand and apologize for your rebellion.”

“I understand your allegiance.”

“But as the new Lord of Swetra, I have to announce that you will all be put to death before sunset in three days—but, given your Loyalty, I’m willing to give you a chance.”

“If that lady Inos is willing to come here and have a fair duel with me, win or lose, I’ll spare you.”

“Of course, if the Inos lady wins…”

“I’ll give back the whole Swetra!”

With Goethe’s words, The captives watched Goethe change from hatred to surprise.

As diehard loyalists of the onetime Lord of Swetra, these men love the land more than anyone.

The obsession with this land is even more than life and death.

So, faced with Goethe’s territorial duel, the men hesitated.

However, they did not lose their minds.

“Miss Inos has not learned the martial skill, how could she have won you?”

shouted one of the captives.

“Well, that’s right.”

“So, I can ask Miss Inos to designate a member of the former Lord Swetra’s lord to fight with me.”

“If you win, you can get your Swetra collar and my head back.”

“If you lose, I hope Miss Inos will pay the same price.”

“That’s fair, Isn’t it?”

Goethe said with a smile.

In an instant, a name popped into the hearts of these captives—

Kendi .Ruth!

They were tempted.

If it’s Lord Kendi Ruth, you can definitely win!

You know, that’s the Guardian Knight from Swetra!

Is the most respected person!

Also the strongest person in Swetra’s territory!

How could a guy who can’t even beat Lord Kendi Ruth’s Disciple win Lord Kendi Ruth?

We are impossible to lose!

The eyes of the captives instantly became hot.

Goethe glanced at the captives’ expressions, knowing that his plan was half-successful.

Now that Inos has launched a rebellion in the name of the Swetra lands.

Then he will give the other party a more direct opportunity.

Faced with such an opportunity, the other party will definitely be tempted.

In other words, even if you don’t want to, you will definitely agree.

Because, among the people who gather around each other, half, or even more, come because of the ‘Swetra collar’.

The honor is restored.

Recover lost ground.

It is the dream of these people.

That’s why these people follow Inos.

Inos understands what will happen once this reason is lost.

When the time comes, even if the other party has the support of the Tessin royal family, it is impossible to continue.

Even if the other party has a careful and risky plan, they will die halfway.

As for the promise?

Even better, that’s exactly what Goethe wanted.

The other party came from the dark place to the bright place, and the danger was greatly reduced.

So, whether the other party answers or not, Goethe has achieved his goal.

Goethe looked up at the clear night sky and let out a light sigh—

Sorry.

I really don’t know much about fighting in the army, and it’s too late to learn now.

It’s impossible to guess what you’re doing with this.

I don’t even want to give up my rare once-in-a-lifetime advantage.

So, I flipped the board over.

Let’s go at my pace.

Now…

It’s my turn!

(End of this chapter)