Calamity Crown

2022-03-31

Chapter 181 Messages and ‘Knight’s Seal’

Walking into the bathroom, Goethe took a quick shower and was wrapped in a towel in the kitchen Instant noodles were boiled inside, and two eggs and two sausages were added—the sausages were proposed to Zot by Goethe, who agreed.

Dong, dong dong!

“Come in!”

There was a knock on the door, Goethe said directly.

Zoter came in with a cart with two boxes of beef and a box of apple juice.

Each box of beef has a standard weight of 50Kg, just enough to give birth to two [Secondary Blood Crows].

After upgrading from [Crows], Goethe has been secretly feeding this kind of [Secondary Blood Crows] that can live on the statue of [Unknown Voice]. After the [Heart] reaches 1, there are 10 more. Goethe is going to continue to replenish, but it will not be full, but will add about 8 more, and the remaining 0.1 share of [Heart] will be reserved for ordinary crows ,

0.1 [Heart] in exchange for 100 ordinary crows as eyes and ears, which is really a good deal.

As for apple juice?

Also useful.

“Your appetite is a bit scary.”

“You eat more than 100 pounds of meat a day.”

“Is this the secret to your strength? “

Zotter couldn’t help asking.

“Of course.”

Goethe seriously nodded.

Zot rolled the eyes immediately, but the injury at the corner of his eye was pulled immediately. Immediately, the temporary branch leader of Green Vine City bared his teeth.

“His!”

“What’s the matter?”

“I hit the wall.”

“I hit the wall so much. Just right? Tell the truth.”

“My wife beat it.”

The temporary branch chief of Luteng City said without any complaints or anger on his face. A sense of happiness… well, it’s the kind of happiness that belongs only to a middle age person.

Zotter said with a smile.

“My wife gave me an increase in pocket money.”

“How much?”

Goethe, who was eating noodles, raised his head.

“300!”

“I now have 800 pocket money a month!”

“Please invite you to dinner next month!”

Zoet raised his head, indescribably proud.

“300? Well, not bad.”

Goethe nods. According to his original guess, Zot’s wife added 200 to Zot as the limit, didn’t expect it to be 300–Looks like Zotter’s wife is a really nice person.

Of course, the temper must also be short-tempered.

Goethe glanced at the bruise at the corner of Zoet’s eye.

“My wife is very good. She is usually quiet and quiet. When she was in school, she was the president of our literary club, but after getting married, she became a little bit more chaotic. Impatient – but, it’s not her fault, it’s me, I’m too stupid and average to give her the life she deserves.”

Zott sighed.

“You’ve worked so hard, and based on your salary level, you’ve surpassed most ordinary persons.”

Goethe comforted while drinking soup.

“It’s different!”

“If according to what you said, my wife is still good-looking and more than most people, is it the same as my current salary? It seems ‘well-matched’? But as my age grows, my salary is increasing, and my wife has become an ugly old woman, so she has become a high-ranking me? Am I? Can you be bossy?”

“Not really.”

“Money can be the foundation, but love is more than money.”

“even more how…”

“When my wife married me, I was still poor.”

Zoteshook the head.

Goethe slightly startled.

“It is precisely because she didn’t dislike her at first that she got you no complaints and no regrets – love is so absurd and uninhibited, but it is absolutely true, there must be a romantic oath, but also There’s mutual support in times of hardship…well, it’s complicated.”

He murmured to himself.

“What?”

Zotter didn’t hear clearly.

“I said this is fate, do you want to eat noodles?”

Goethe staggered the topic.

“No, I’m here to deliver meat to you. I still need to rush back – the situation in the Yellow Flower Market and the Autumn Market… is a bit complicated.”

Zote found A proxy, not specific.

The branch chief of the Green Vine City Temporary Safety Committee had a helpless expression on his face.

The other party regards Goethe as a friend, and naturally wants to tell Goethe more things, but with discipline, he can’t say more.

Goethe understandably nodded.

“Hey, is your ‘money’ less?”

Zote glanced at the ‘money wall’ that was piled up again, and always felt that it was a little less.

“Really?”

“I didn’t notice either.”

Goethe said so, but didn’t care.

The bottom of my heart is thinking silently: 70w for good luck…

It really is extraordinary.

Zot had no doubts about Goethe’s words. The interim president of Luteng City waved his hand and walked out of the folklore, watching Zot leave while Goethe washed the pots and dishes.

When she returned to the living room, Li Yuan had already returned.

Female Bladesman changed into black sportswear and carried a sports bag in her hand, and her face was slightly red when she saw Goethe.

However, by the time Goethe approached, the Female Bladesman had once again turned into his arrogant look.

“This is a weapon that has been promised to you, stained with the blood of the descendants of ‘Martial Saint’.”

Female Bladesman looks businesslike.

“many thanks.”

Goethe was more businesslike, and took the sports bag without saying a word.

It contained a pocket knife and a rope dart.

The knife is probably the shape of a fruit knife, and it is now rusted.

The rope dart is connected to a dart the size of an index finger by a rope more than four meters long.

[Knife (damaged): Originally a fruit knife, it became a weapon of self-defense when a lady was violently coerced, stabbing the descendant of the ‘Mad King’ illegitimate child Die…]

[Get Bloody Glory x1]

…

[Rope Dart: As one of the descendants of the ‘Mad King’ illegitimate child, the rope The owner of the dart is diligent and diligent, but a little impatient. When the basic skills are not solid enough, he chose the rope dart by mistake, raised his hand, threw away, shook his hand, and hit his own throat…]

[Get Bloody Glory x1]

 …

Goethe glanced at both weapons.

He’s been lucky lately and hasn’t gone short.

As for the ‘Mad King’ descendants?

Well, the same rice raises a hundred different people.

There are good people and there are bad people.

If there is good luck, there is also bad luck, and ‘long-range’ weapons such as muskets and darts seem to have a ‘doom or death’ judgment for the descendants of the ‘Mad King’.

There have been people who were mistakenly hit before, and now there is another one who shoots himself.

emmm…

Goethe took pity and accepted 2 copies of [Bloody Honor].

“Anything?”

Female Bladesman asked as soon as she saw Goethe look up.

“No.”

Replied that Goethe face doesn’t change.

Female Bladesman said softly, with untold disappointment on her face.

“It doesn’t matter!”

“Although such weapons are rare, there are still a lot of them. As long as you collect them slowly, you will always come across the next one—saying Not sure, the next one will find something.”

Before Female Bladesman finished speaking, she found that Goethe was looking at herself with a faint smile.

Suddenly, Female Bladesman turned slightly red.

It’s like the morning sun on the snow.

“I’m not worried about you.”

“I’m just afraid of affecting our deal.”

Female Bladesman stubbornly.

“Have you had breakfast yet?”

Goethe didn’t reveal it, just asked.

“No.”

Female Bladesman shook the head.

Although she left early, she had spent most of her time bringing back the two weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of ‘Martial Saint’, and had no chance to eat at all.

“I’ll feed you below.”

Goethe turned and walked into the kitchen.

The noodles are still instant noodles, there are still two eggs and one intestine.

“Thank you.”

Female Bladesman thanked her softly before picking up her chopsticks and bowing her head to eat the noodles.

Goethe didn’t speak, let alone urge, turned and went back to the kitchen again, taking out the juice from the refrigerator.

When the bowl was bottomed out, the Female Bladesman just looked up when he saw Goethe’s juice.

Apple juice, her favorite.

“Last night I saw the apple juice you were drinking, so I replaced all the apple juice in the refrigerator.”

Goethe said with a smile .

“Thank you.”

Female Bladesman thanks again.

However, this thank you is different from just now.

This time I blushed again as I thanked me.

Female Bladesman watched Goethe smile to herself, her cheeks became hot and her heartbeat accelerated. In order to make herself normal, Female Bladesman immediately said: “Received the news that the people from ‘Seven Killing Hall’ have been removed from the school. Huanghua City and Qiuhou City were evacuated without causing large-scale casualties. Although many places were damaged, they were not trying to intimidate and control the city, but to find something or something. Not sure.”

“Something, something?”

“‘Martial Saint’?”

Goethe frowned.

“Well, it should be related to Lord ‘Martial Saint’, but what it is, I can’t know.”

“And…”

Female Bladesman also brows slightly wrinkle.

“After a hundred years, everything about ‘Martial Saint’ should be clearly investigated. Therefore, there is something impossible left behind, but the people of ‘Seven Killing Hall’ suddenly have feelings for Huanghua and Qiuhou. , Green Vine City shot, must have got some exact news, and locked the target in these three cities – should someone crack the ‘Heavenly Book’ or some pages in the ‘Heavenly Book’?”

Graphical Language, although the native language is esoteric.

But if someone has been cracking it for hundreds of years, it should be possible to crack part of it.

Just…

Will ‘Mad King’ record useful things on that ‘Liu Bei’s diary’?

Goethe has some doubts.

Who knows if ‘Mad King’ will be a little bored by Liu Bei’s writing too much, so he can write something really useful?

Female Bladesman is nodded aside.

Goethe thinks like her.

“It’s unclear whether ‘Seven Killing Hall’ has found what it is looking for in Huanghua Market and Qiuhou City. If not, the next step ‘Seven Killing Hall’ will definitely come to Luteng City.”

“The Security Committee headquarters has dispatched good people, but we should also be vigilant.”

“And…”

“This is for you!”

With that, Female Bladesman took out a boxy, ping-pong ball-sized stamp.

I saw the words on it—

Ten Steps To Kill One Person!

(End of this chapter)