Calamity Crown

2022-03-20

Chapter 160 Some people use it as a restraint, some people use it as a support, and I…

The originally imprisoned miner and Swetra exchange of leading rebel soldiers.

The rebel soldiers, disarmed and armed, were led into the former mine.

But not all.

Three people were released.

They also gave their horses and rations that belonged to them—these three went to ‘Snowfield City’ to report.

Because of the departure of these three people, the whole exchange process became quite simple. The rebel soldiers led by Swetra cooperated very well without any struggle.

They think it’s all temporary.

Soon, when the ‘Duel’ comes, they will not only be free, but also receive the respect and honor they deserve.

The miners who have regained their freedom will not make trouble. They returned to their respective rooms to rest under Art’s arrangement, thankfully avoided a catastrophe.

And the post and patrols were all completed under Art’s arrangement.

After doing all this, Art came to the outside of Goethe’s tent.

Not only Goethe, all Halester soldiers lived in tents, set up camp one after another according to the arrangement of the army, and formed a fortification relying on two mines.

“Young Master Goethe?”

“Come in.”

The rude Art shouted, and went away after getting an affirmative answer from Goethe Come in.

The Captain of the Grand Ducal Guard bowed and saluted.

Different from the polite etiquette before.

It’s a gesture of courtesy.

When Goethe sent Inos a ‘duel invitation’ with ‘Swetra leader’ as a bet, the sub-Captain of the Grand Duke’s Guard truly regarded Goethe as a Gram Family man-because, Goethe’s style is completely the style of the Gram Family people.

“Young Master Goethe, did you find me before?”

At the gesture of Goethe, Art sat down and asked.

“Is there a ‘Bailey Bear’ in Swetra’s territory?”

Goethe asked directly.

Now that it has been decided to break the game with a ‘duel’, the core of the first step baptism ceremony ‘grinding’ associated with warrior must be ready.

“Of course!”

“The ‘Bailey Bear’ is spread throughout the North, of course in Swetra, and, it’s summer, when Bailey Bear is most active— —You need me to help you find a Bailey Bear?”

Art guessed Goethe’s idea almost instantly.

“Is it difficult?”

“No!”

“Three…no! Two days!”

“Two I’ll help you find a healthy, fierce Bailey Bear within days!”

Faced with Goethe’s inquiry, Art immediately assured him.

And, the rude Captain got up and left the tent immediately.

The tent curtain falls and then rises.

Sierra came in.

The multifaceted woman looked at Goethe with a strange look.

A few seconds later-

“The ‘Mad King Legacy’ is not in Swetra’s territory, is it?”

Sierra said tightly, Keep an eye on Goethe, trying not to miss any of the expressions on Goethe’s face.

“In.”

Goethe rolled the eyes.

Sierra brows frowned.

“Are you casting doubts?”

The woman with multiple identities asked.

“No.”

“If you have nothing to do, go and rest.”

Goethe said sullenly.

Who knows, when Goethe finished saying this, Sierra showed a smile.

“Sure enough, the ‘Mad King’s Legacy’ is in the Swetra territory, otherwise, you wouldn’t have traveled all the way from Luster to the north, and changed the route you originally chose ‘Soldier’, Changed to ‘warrior’ – these are all changes after you confirm some information that only you know.”

The woman with multiple identities revealed a The way I expected.

Goethe didn’t even bother to talk.

Since seeing what Goethe looks like, Sierra is more and more convinced of her guess.

She raised her hand to grab Goethe’s sleeve and looked at Goethe with a pleading look.

“You don’t forget your promise!”

“at worst, at worst…I want less.”

“And, I promise I won’t do anything against you – I swear!”

With that, Sierra swears.

Goethe looked at Sierra, who raised his hand to swear, and inexplicably came up in his mind the stork that plucked its own feathers and gave it away.

It’s so similar.

“Hmmmm.”

Goethe agreed casually.

Sierra jumped up cheerfully, looking like I was smart enough to hide anything from me.

Then, just like that, he kept jumping out of the tent.

“Sierra’s teacher should be very hard, right?”

“The reason why it’s ‘dead’.”

“It’s very likely that you don’t want to face such a smart The ‘Sierra’.”

Goethe thought, and couldn’t help but look at the head, getting up and pulling back the tent curtain.

Swart is coming from a distance with a pot.

“Hehe, supper!”

“I found bacon, potatoes, radishes, onions and bran bread in the miner’s kitchen.”

The sheriff smiled and put the pot in his hand in the middle of the tent, and then took out the plate, spoon, and sliced bread from the cloth bag behind him.

The potatoes were stewed so badly that they were mashed with a spoon, so that the soup became thick, but with the radish, it made the thick soup. It is dyed with a layer of pale-yellow, but the most appetizing thing is that the fat of the bacon floats on the top layer of the soup, turning the original pale-yellow soup into a golden.

Goethe took a sip.

The salty and fragrant is moderate, and then I used my favorite way to eat – soak the bread in the soup, let the bread soak up the soup, and put it in the mouth for a while. sip.

melts in the mouth, the aroma of the soup is mixed with the taste of wheat, and even the bran becomes delicious.

“Come on, try this.”

Swart took out two roasted onions and handed one of them to Goethe.

The skin of the onion has been charred, but the inside is soft and crispy.

Not contradictory.

It is a kind of fresh and tender feeling after being cooked.

“How did you do it?”

Goethe was curious.

He has made onions, and the roasted onions are completely soft, and it is impossible to achieve this soft and crispy level.

Swart smiled smugly.

“Yes, grease!”

“Before roasting, slitting the head of the onion and dripping the grease little by little is the only way to keep the onion in place. With a hint of crunch – it’s our family’s secret recipe!”

“My mother taught me this!”

Swart is very proud.

Goethe didn’t speak because his mouth was full of food.

Still, a thumbs up.

This supper lasted more than an hour.

It wasn’t that I ate for a long time. In fact, at the speed of Goethe’s meal, I finished it in ten minutes. The reason why it was long was because Swart was talking about some miscellaneous things.

Have a life and a dream.

It wasn’t until this time that Goethe discovered that Swart had dreams of becoming a ‘sailor’.

“Isn’t that a sailor?”

“I think I want to travel around the world.”

“Or…”

“Wandering!”

The sheriff said, laughing at himself.

“Who didn’t have any absurd dreams when they were young?”

With these words, the sheriff began to clean up the dishes, and when he walked to the tent curtain, The sheriff asked in a voice only two people could hear, as Goethe lifted the curtains.

“Are you sure?”

“If you’re not sure… run!”

“Let’s go to Faber!”

“I can’t go to Ludex!”

“Just live, no shame!”

Goethe laughed.

“I’m sure.”

“Leave it to me.”

Goethe said.

The sheriff stared firmly at Goethe’s eyes, looking at those eyes that were as calm as ever without any turbulence, the sheriff nodded, turned and walked towards the miners’ kitchen.

Walking is much easier than before.

Goethe restrained his smile, and his expression became serious.

People have feelings.

It’s hard to be indifferent when someone is being sincere to you.

‘You are not fit to be a killer, you are fit to be a cook! ‘

When he was in his hometown, his instructor ate the noodles he cooked and once commented on him – because the instructor spared him a punishment and allowed him to keep his fingers Therefore, he exchanged his insignificant points for the ingredients except the nutritious meal in the club, and cooked a meal for the other party.

“Yeah.”

“I’m not fit to be a killer.”

“Nor to be a cleaner.”

“It’s not even suitable to be a Bounty Hunter.”

“I really just wanted to be a cook at first, open a small night stand, cook my own specialty dishes, surrounded by two or three stools, Put a TV, put a radio, the TV is on, but it’s muted, the radio turns the sound to mid-range…”

“Unfortunately, I came here on the first day of my retirement.”

Goethe subconsciously touch his pants pocket.

However, it was empty.

No cigarettes and no lighters.

He could only lie down like that, leaning on the bag full of coins.

Involuntarily, Gegil Gram came to his mind.

And then, Emil Gram, Semler Gram.

Next, Scrooge Gram.

Finally back to Swart.

He felt sincerity in these people.

Such sincerity made him unable to turn a blind eye.

His fingers touched the [Mad King Ring] on the index finger of his left hand.

The cooling time of the three dim stars is the longest [2 days 09:59].

So, he chose three days.

He wanted to give himself a little more chance.

Even if it fails in the face of the new ‘Secret Realm’, there is a chance to turn around.

Whoosh!

Goethe took a deep breath and looked towards the cream-like white star that exudes seductive brilliance.

[Yes/No, consume 2000golden gram and enable ‘Secret Realm’? ]

……

“Yes!”

After the affirmative answer, light and shadow flicker in front of my eyes.

Lines of text begin to appear.

[Enter ‘Secret Realm’, the judgment is in progress…]

[Have the ‘Secret Realm’, the judgment is passed! ]

[The original ‘Secret Realm’ holder has died, and is being judged…]

[The original identity is judged dead! ]

[The new owner will start over with a new identity! ]

……

In a trance, Goethe stood in a dilapidated house.

Everything around is smelly and musty.

However, an invitation is different.

The materials are high-quality and the workmanship is exquisite. Even if it is stained with blood, it is still difficult to hide the luxury. I saw the words on it-

‘The tenth unlimited fighting tournament (pre-selection) race) ‘tickets!

(End of this chapter)