Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 35 Son of Flesh and Blood!
The attacker's tall, burly figure fell to the ground.
Even if the whole body is invulnerable to swords and guns, the eyes and mouth are still soft spots.
Looking at the attacker who fell to the ground, Goethe did not approach immediately. After reloading the bullet, he aimed at the opponent's mouth and eyes and shot repeatedly until the opponent's brain began to overflow from the eye sockets. Only then did he stop.
"Dead?"
Swart, who was lying on the ground, asked quietly.
"Um."
Goethe nodded.
The sheriff immediately got up, picked up his pistol from the ground, and reloaded it like Goethe. Then he turned around and kicked the attacker's body hard.
"Asshole, I'll let you scare me!"
Kicking and cursing.
Then the sheriff looked at Goethe with a puzzled look on his face.
"Why are there so many monsters in Lust recently?"
Goethe did not answer Swart's question.
Although he was only an apprentice secret keeper, he still knew the rules for being a secret keeper.
It is not allowed to reveal supernatural information to ordinary people.
Even official personnel like Swat who cooperate with the secret keeper cannot do so - cooperating actors like Swat will not have their memories erased, but they also do not have the right to know.
The necessity of their existence is to cooperate in action.
Looking at Goethe's expression, Swart immediately guessed what was going on.
Immediately, the topic was changed.
"What do we do next?"
the sheriff asked.
“Seal off the scene!”
Goethe said this as he walked towards the attacker's body.
Cleaning the battlefield and reloading are both essential good habits.
Unfortunately, there was nothing on the corpse in front of him.
Even, there is no wallet.
"Because they wanted to kill me, they hid everything of value."
Goethe frowned.
He was no stranger to such situations.
When he was at home, he would do the same when he was on a mission - and every time, he would store all the items that were valuable to him in a place that only he knew.
or……
The only person I trust.
Goethe was quite sure that the other party was the latter.
Because, the other party's "arrogant" behavior just now definitely does not indicate that he is someone who would do such a thing.
It can only be...
Order!
There is someone behind the other person!
The other party is just following that person's orders!
"'The Church of Flesh and Blood'!"
Goethe's heart shuddered.
The 'Killer in the Fog' has not been truly resolved yet, and now they have run into the 'Church of Flesh and Blood'. This situation is really terrible.
Even worse...
The other party is very likely to cooperate with Luster's person with the best background and connections, who even the official people in charge of the extraordinary are wary of.
Goethe frowned at the thought of this.
The unprecedented sense of urgency made Goethe feel breathless .
Involuntarily, he looked at [Bloody Honor]!
There is no doubt that this is his trump card!
And now, there are two more!
But, this is not enough!
Goethe knew very well that in the face of the current crisis, unless the current situation could not be reversed.
"So, not only do we have to find [Bloody Honor], we also have to make the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, or someone who is not the other party, but a guy of similar level to the other party, busy and confused."
Goethe thought quietly.
Goethe firmly believed that the best enemy is a dead enemy.
But he will not fight against a rock with an egg.
Now he is unable to shake such an existence at all.
therefore……
"report!"
Goethe thought of a method that was most suitable at the moment.
Since you can't shake it yourself, find someone who can shake it.
Thinking of this, Goethe quickly made a plan.
Then, he turned his head and looked at Swart beside him.
Swart, who was already frightened, immediately began to jump with fear when he met Goethe's gaze.
"What, what?"
the sheriff asked, stammering.
"I need you to do something."
"Contact the person in charge of supernatural matters you contacted before - tell him that the 'Flesh and Blood Church' has cooperated with the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, or someone of the same level as the other party, for unknown purposes."
Goethe really didn't know what the two sides were going to do, but he believed that those official "secret keepers" had a high probability of knowing.
"The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, or a big shot of the same level?!"
Swart gasped.
The sheriff stood there stupidly without moving, looking completely frightened.
Goethe could even see the water stain on the other person's crotch beginning to expand.
About two seconds later, the sheriff's voice urgently asked for confirmation.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"What do you think? Didn't you just ask me why there are more monsters in Luster recently? The purpose of these big guys is the answer."
Goethe asked back.
Suddenly, the sheriff stood there as if he had lost his parents, and his body began to shake.
"Goethe, how about we run?"
The sheriff suddenly said.
"run?"
"Where can you run to?"
Goethe raised an eyebrow.
"Tesin is so big, there must be a place for me to hide."
"If it doesn't work, we can go abroad, to Faber or Yatuk, or Luders, or even Lidar."
The sheriff said quickly.
"Are you sure?"
Goethe asked again.
"I-I'm… not sure."
"But for a big shot like the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, it would be easier to kill us than to crush an ant!"
"Besides, he has already noticed us. If we want to run, I'm afraid we can't leave Luster at all."
As he spoke, the sheriff almost burst into tears.
He knew that working with Goethe was dangerous.
However, I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.
It’s only been a few days?
He had been on the brink of life and death several times, and this time it was all over.
"It's easier for him to crush us to death than to crush an ant, so we have to chop off his hands before he raises them to crush us to death."
Goethe said coldly.
"Is it useful?"
Swart was a little unsure.
"If you don't try, you won't know."
"Or do you have a better idea?"
Goethe looked at Swart, and the sheriff gritted his teeth, turned around and ran downstairs.
Standing at the window, Goethe watched the other person speeding away in the carriage, and he felt a little relieved.
According to his speculation, this would have a certain deterrent effect on the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel or a big shot of the same level.
But such deterrence will not last long.
The other party is willing to give up everything they have and cooperate with the "Church of Flesh and Blood", so taking risks is inevitable.
Next, he will definitely face a violent storm of attacks.
"strength!"
"Strength that can withstand danger!"
Goethe narrowed his eyes slightly.
The next moment, a sound of breaking air was heard, and a figure jumped into the room on the second floor.
Mrs. Burns appeared in front of him. Seeing that Goethe was safe and sound, she couldn't help but smile. But when she saw the body on the ground, she cried out in shock.
"'Son of Flesh and Blood'!"
