Calamity Crown

2022-01-18

The persistence in Chapter 28 will not change!

Sierra, a unique figure in the Garden Club.

Or, the top card.

Young, beautiful, graceful temperament, like a real lady, and has a net worth that most ladies don’t have – those ladies who rely on father and brother’s life are not as glamorous as they imagined.

A life that depends on others will eventually become fragmented when the dependant leaves.

Tutors would be one of the few options for those ladies.

Like the original tutor of ‘Goethe’, both knowledge and posture make ‘Goethe’ like it very much.

Unfortunately, after the ‘accident’, the tutor had to leave.

It’s not unkind.

It’s just that the other party has to live.

‘Goethe’ does not understand.

Goethe understands.

It’s as if Goethe understands why in ‘his’ memories of the governess are mostly gestures, but not smiles.

In ‘his’ memory, Sierra has a sweet smile.

Especially the two small dimples when laughing made the former ‘he’ addicted, so he spent a lot of money to listen to the songs he didn’t understand.

Even, the part about Sierra’s memory is glowing in color.

Why?

Because, Sierra looks better than the governess.

This is Goethe’s understanding.

He was standing at the door, and outside the door that was not closed, many patrolmen were looking at him secretly.

Goethe doesn’t care about that.

And, it’s not going to close.

He just stood in the doorway, looking at Sierra who smiled sweetly at him.

“long time no see, Goethe.”

Ms. Sierra showed no signs of embarrassment at all, as she walked over, pinching up the skirt, and doing a ladylike salute, When he bent down, he closed the door without a trace.

Then, when he straightened up, sadness and sympathy appeared in the eyes of the other party.

“Sorry, Goethe.”

“I only heard about you yesterday.”

“You know, I’m in the Garden Club , the news is not well-informed.”

“Are you all right?”

Said, the other party took another step forward.

At this time, the other party and Goethe were only one step away.

And as the other party walked in, Goethe realized that the other party was about the same height as him.

At the same time, Goethe could clearly hear the other person’s slight breathing.

And, a hint of sweetness.

Like…

“The sweetness of strawberries.”

Goethe commented.

The other party obviously brushed his teeth or rinsed his mouth before seeing him.

It was well prepared, no doubt.

From looks, words to actions.

That’s all.

If it was the previous ‘Goethe’, at this time, it will definitely follow the rhythm of the other party and subconsciously tell the suffering.

Then, fall into the unknown layout of the other party.

And now Goethe?

No.

He knew what to do since he tried a new posture with a partner of the opposite sex once, and made him change from a divination to a 1 with a knife to the variance.

Glancing at each other, Goethe’s face flashes with sadness.

“I’m not very well.”

“Thank you Sierra for your comfort.”

Goethe said.

“It’s all right.”

“Is there anything you need me to do?”

“I’ll do my best to help you.”

Sierra has an empathetic demeanor and looks just like the real thing—a plot she’s played hundreds of times, so practice makes perfect.

Also, she was able to anticipate how the next moment Goethe would react.

A polite refusal, saying that you can do it.

Then, she expressed her support, and then, with embarrassment on her face, ready to leave, Goethe would definitely ask. After she took advantage of the situation to tell her difficulties, Goethe, who had a good impression, would definitely agree.

Perfect!

Sierra smiled smugly.

This simple, stubborn revenge teenager.

She’s seen too much.

I already knew what to do.

Sierra, who already had a complete picture in her heart, was even ready to sigh for a while, tears would follow, but at this time, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist.

Before she could react, she was pressed face down on the desk by Goethe.

Goethe then grabbed her skirt.

“Wait, wait!”

Sierra yells, her voice suddenly accentuated.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to help me?”

Goethe, who was untying his belt, raised his head in surprise.

“I-I didn’t mean this help…”

Sierra raised her upper body with her arms and turned her head to look at Goethe, with a pitiful look, but her eyes were full of misery. But it was the coldness that Goethe was familiar with.

That’s…

killing intent!

It was fleeting, but Goethe caught it.

“That’s right.”

Goethe said regressfully, but instead of taking a step back, he stepped forward and pushed up.

In an instant, a hard object pressed against Sierra’s body.

Suddenly, Sierra’s body tensed, and her toes tensed.

That’s…

The muzzle!

The muzzle of a revolver!

Goethe’s left hand, which had been hidden behind him, was already in front of him, holding a gun against Sierra.

“Goethe, let’s stop kidding.”

Sierra’s sweet face, a little stiff.

“You were the one joking first.”

Goethe responded coldly.

“Sorry, you know, I didn’t mean that, I…”

Sierra tried to explain.

However, when he saw the familiar coldness in Goethe’s eyes starting to thicken, the leader of the Garden Club immediately put away his remarks and said directly: “I know that ‘Mist Murderer’ is in the Where!”

“Where?”

Goethe asked immediately.

Sierra lay there, as if Goethe wouldn’t let go of her, she wouldn’t speak.

Goethe stared at Sierra’s back.

white The neckline on the back of the dress shows a section of the neck, which is whiter than the dress, but it is not pale, but a pearl-like white. Under the sun, it exudes a touch of Soft glow.

Goethe’s right hand held the muzzle of the revolver against this back.

After exerting a little force, the muzzle of the gun ran along the neck and held against the back of the opponent’s head.

“Would you like to take a gamble.”

“Is my gun faster, or your knife faster?”

Goethe coldly said.

Sierra with her back to Goethe, a look of surprise on her face, she can be sure of Goethe’s posture, she can’t see her knives at all, because—her knives are hidden in the shoes .

At the moment when Sierra’s toes were just straightened, a blade silently protruded from the sole of the shoe, and the action of supporting her body when she spoke, but lying down, made her ankle violated. The balance of the joints, the soles of the feet turned one hundred and eighty degrees back.

The calf is slightly retracted, and the two shoes with hidden blades are aimed at Goethe’s vest and waist.

All this, Sierra can be sure to do top secret by herself.

How did Goethe find out?

Also, Goethe doesn’t look at all like what he’s collecting in his profile.

The other party…

It’s like a completely different person.

This kind of hot, vigilant, and fundamentally impossible is a teenager!

But the other party is indeed a teenager!

That means…

Goethe is pretending!

From start to finish are all in disguise!

Wayne’s house really has a secret!

Sierra’s eyes flickered with rays of light, her raised legs were just put down, and her blade was retracted. At the same time, she said in a pitiful tone again: “I dare not bet, it must be you. The gun is quick.”

“Let’s make a deal.”

“I’ll tell you where the ‘Mist Murderer’ is hiding, you’ll let me go this time, okay?”

Sierra said, with tears in her eyes, she turned her head and looked towards Goethe.

Goethe thought for a moment and raised his guns.

However, Sierra’s face became stiffer.

Because, she is still being held.

The killing intent that just dissipated was condensed again.

Goethe at this time took two steps back just as Sierra was ready to kill Goethe regardless.

As if nothing had happened, he walked to the other end of the desk and stood in front of her.

Since the angle, Sierra looked up and blushed.

In the Garden Club, she has a lot of eyes and ears, but not really.

Not to mention, so close.

Immediately, Sierra stood up.

Looking at Goethe shyly.

It took a few deep breaths before Sierra calmed down.

She had a cold face, her voice no longer soft.

“‘Mist Murderer’ is at 17 Warehouse Street.”

With that, Sierra turned and walked away.

Looking at Sierra’s back, Goethe brows slightly wrinkle raised his gun instantly.

Yes,

without pulling the trigger.

Because, he got the message of ‘Mist Murderer’.

Although he doesn’t know whether it’s true or not, according to the deal, he has to let the other party go this time.

In his hometown, he was always dragged down by ‘keeping his promises’, but now, he has no plans to change.

Because—

It made him feel like a human being.

Feeling alive.

It’s just…

I’m a little tired.

Goethe, leaning in his chair, whispered softly in his heart.

He stretched, stood up again, and walked to the window. He saw Akane get on the carriage, and saw the carriage go away and merge into the endless crowd.

At this moment, the bell of the police station is ringing twelve times in a row.

“Three hours until three o’clock.”

(End of this chapter)