Calamity Crown

2022-02-08

Chapter 80 Information! (please subscribe ~ ask for monthly ticket~)

White Lion Club, corridor on the second floor.

The windows are bright.

The afternoon sun shone in through the glass, shining on Goethe whose mouth was slightly upturned, and instantly stretched the paused silhouette.

Goethe raised his hand to signal Andinan to step back, then pulled out his revolver.

But before Goethe could pull the trigger, he heard voices coming from the room.

“Your Excellency Marple, don’t shoot!”

“We have no ill will!”

The voice was very young, and then the door of the shooting room was blocked. opened.

A youngster came out in a ‘four piece suit’.

The black fabric looks ordinary, but the stitching is solid, especially the buttons, all of which are made of silver.

The other party smiled apologetically and bowed slightly to the muzzle.

“I’m sorry, Your Excellency Marple, I meant no offense.”

“However, my identity…”

“I had to do this .”

Youngster stood up straight as he spoke, looking at the muzzle of the gun calmly.

Just—

“Who are you?”

Goethe asked.

The calm youngster was taken aback for a moment, then thought of something.

“Your Excellency Marple, you are from abroad, naturally you don’t know who I am, but Andinan, you should know me, right?”

youngster smiled and looked towards Andinan behind Goethe.

“I don’t know.”

Andinan shook the head.

Immediately, youngster’s smile turned a little stiff.

But the other party immediately adjusted and began to make a formal self-introduction.

“I am the youngest son of Archduke Graz, Little Graz.”

Little Graz puffed up his chest, ready to meet Goethe and Andinan’s amazement.

You know, he is the son of the Grand Duke!

Second son of the famous Archduke Graz!

But Goethe didn’t react at all, not even the muzzle of the gun.

And Andinan?

The youngster brows tightly frowns, as if thinking hard, and after about three or four seconds, he suddenly said.

“It’s Your Excellency Little Graz!”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve seen your photo in the previous newspaper, but you’re standing too far back , I only remember Grand Duke Graz and Lord Graz eldest son.”

Andinan finished and took off his hat apologetically.

If the Little Graz’s smile was only a little stiff before, then this time Little Graz’s smile is completely stiff.

The other side glanced at Goethe and Andinan, suspecting they were doing it on purpose.

In fact, Goethe and Andinan did it on purpose.

In the past two weeks, the two have made countless assumptions, including, of course, who will be the first to appear in front of them.

Who and identity is naturally unpredictable.

But no matter who it is or who it is, the other party must be harboring malicious intentions!

However, Andinan didn’t expect the first one to appear was the second son of Archduke Graz.

But that didn’t stop him from trying to provoke him.

In the discussion between Goethe and Andinan, the two have a fairly clear division of labor. Goethe is responsible for sudden, frontal offense and other events that require martial power to solve, while Andinan?

It’s a helper!

When you don’t need martial power, try your best to disrupt the other party’s arrangements with words and actions.

Simply put, it’s…

sarcasm!

at first Andinan also worried that he couldn’t do it well.

But at this time, looking at Little Graz with a stiff face, Andinan knew he had succeeded.

However, it seems possible to go further.

So, Andinan looked towards Little Graz with apologetic eyes.

“Ah, I forgot.”

“In your family, the second son has no right to inherit the throne of the Grand Duke, so of course you can’t stand in the front row .”

Speaking, Andinan sighed and looked the head.

The Little Graz couldn’t hold back.

The situation in front of him was completely different from what he expected.

He originally planned to enter the shooting classroom ‘preconceived’, to surprise Marple and Andinan, and then shock them with his identity, and finally tell the news that he had, to gain enough benefits and complete control initiative.

But…

Why is it not what he imagined.

The Andinan in front of him was even more annoying than he thought.

Why every sentence mentions that bastard Graz!

And there’s Marple, who has recently gained a lot of fame.

Why is there no reaction at all to his identity?

Don’t the other party know that he is the son of the Grand Duke?

Don’t you know that his ancestor was one of the ‘Seven Heroes’ who overthrew the ‘Dark Dynasty’?

Little Graz wonders.

Almost involuntarily, the Little Graz looked towards his advisor – the one who suggested today that he couldn’t wait any longer and act quickly.

Now, there is a problem with the plan, and naturally this consultant is needed to solve it.

As always.

Under the gaze of Little Graz, an old man wearing a robe but putting down his hood, showing his face, walked over slowly.

The other party’s expression is indifferent, and there is arrogance in his eyes, so that the other party’s chin is slightly raised, facing Goethe and Andinan.

“Flowers don’t care about boulders, and birds don’t care about beasts.”

“We came with good intentions, but we were insulted.”

“ It’s not our fault.”

The old man comforted the youngster beside him with a gentle tone, and, as if to show his etiquette, the other party used an aria-like tone.

Goethe, on the other hand, bluntly added.

“The water drops through the stone, and the birds serve Chinese food.”

This made the old man frown.

“Your Excellency Marple, as one of the heirs of the ‘Robert Family’, is this how you treat your friends?”

The other party turned around and asked coldly.

“Good intentions? Friends?”

“I only see malicious enemies.”

Goethe’s sun-drenched face showed coldness Lie.

The old man shook the head and pointed at Andinan.

“You represent him and I represent Lord Little Graz.”

“So…”

“Are we going to follow tradition?”

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The other party asked coldly.

“Tradition?”

The killing intent on Goethe’s face grew stronger.

It seems that a disagreement is about to start.

Goethe certainly doesn’t know the traditions of the other party’s mouth, but that doesn’t prevent him from acting.

There are only two possibilities for the tradition in the mouth of the other party.

First, there really is a tradition.

Secondly, it is bluffing him.

If it is to deceive him, then his sneer and killing intent at the moment can be logically explained as annoyance after being deceived.

As for first?

It is also reasonable!

Although Goethe didn’t know what the other party was talking about, Goethe was quite sure of the identity of the old man in front of him.

transcender!

It should have been the other party who alerted Little Graz and stopped him from shooting.

And, with the appearance of the other party, some of Goethe’s previous guesses have also been confirmed!

Transcendent Doomsday, after the dawn of mortals, the transcendent did not cut off, but changed its course: in the service of those in power.

Losing absolute rule.

Then it becomes an auxiliary rule.

In order to get what the transcender needs, it may be lost knowledge, or it may be some special materials and so on.

Or simply pure power.

This is the pacification given to the transcendent by the ordinary person who overthrew the ‘Dark Dynasty’.

It could also be a compromise.

After all, the power of transcendents is enticing.

For example…

immortality!

No one in power can withstand such a temptation.

In short, after the mutual compromise, the identities of the two sides have changed, but it did not make the two sides become deadly enemies.

On the contrary, in a cooperative way, get along again.

As for the only constant?

Naturally they are the lowest level of civilians.

Whether it is the demise of a dynasty or the rise of a dynasty, the common people are always the one who suffers.

Goethe remained silent.

Unless it was in his hometown, under a miracle, such a thing was absolutely unavoidable, even if it was once Davari.

And in Hastings?

A miracle impossible appears!

Because, those who master ‘miracles’ have long been willing to fall.

This is true both before and now.

But in the so-called ‘Dark Dynasty’, the transcender will definitely not serve the ordinary person, so, Goethe guesses, the so-called tradition is nothing but a rise in this era after the demise of the ‘Dark Dynasty’.

As a transcender, it is naturally impossible to all recognize such a tradition!

So Goethe thinks there is nothing wrong with such an answer.

Moreover, the words of the transcender in front of him also reminded Goethe of something more: if the transcender served the nobles, the scope of the transcender who commanded the crows would suddenly shrink a lot.

But Goethe was more concerned with the word ‘representative’ in the other’s mouth.

The other side represents Little Graz.

And he represents Andinan in each other’s mouths.

Does this way of speaking suggest that…

Andinan is somehow equivalent to Little Graz?

When this guess came up, Goethe suddenly had some new guesses.

Includes the possible identity of Andinan.

And the purpose of the other party’s visit here.

If he guessed correctly…

The other party and Little Graz are not just harboring malicious intentions.

But downright malicious!

Suddenly, Goethe narrowed his eyes.

He turned his head and looked towards Little Graz.

And this kind of action made the old man in front of him misunderstood, and the other party stepped in front of Little Graz—and this position was exactly what Goethe wanted.

Since the other party is malicious.

What about him?

Of course it’s a courtesy.

“You don’t think you will compromise, so why did you appear in Hastings?”

The old man looked towards Goethe, full of disdain.

“Why do you think I’m in Hastings?”

Goethe asked rhetorically.

He’s here as soon as he opens his eyes and closes his eyes!

How could he know why he appeared in Hastings!

“Huh.”

The other party continued to sneer, as if he didn’t want to entangle with Goethe.

“Since you don’t want to follow the tradition, then let’s change it — you should be quite confident in gunpowder weapons, right?”

“Then let’s compare the shooting level.”

“If you win, I’ll tell you something.”

“If I win, you promise me something.”

“How is it?”

The other party asked.

“Not so good?”

“I don’t know the truth and want to make me promise you something out of thin air?”

Goethe shook the head , then said word by word.

“And…”

“Why should I listen to you?!”

After saying that, Goethe turned his wrist and wiped the extremely bright revolver Immediately reflected a ray of sunlight.

When the other party heard Goethe’s words, he widened his eyes and stared at Goethe with concentrated attention completely, which happened to be hit by the sun.

Suddenly, the other party subconsciously closed his eyes.

Then the gun went off.

Bang!

(End of this chapter)