Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 45: A logical genius!
After Goethe finished speaking, he didn't even give Sheila a chance to refute, and just leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.
Xila, who was sitting opposite, was so angry that she wanted to slap Goethe.
In the end, I held back.
"For the knowledge within the 'Mad King's Treasure'!"
Sheila told herself this.
After that, until , neither of them spoke another word.
Moreover, when the carriage stopped, Goethe got off first without paying any attention to Xila behind him.
"gentleman!"
"Goethe, don't you have any gentlemanly manners at all?"
Looking at Goethe who didn't move at all, Xila, who had to get out of the car by herself, whispered.
"You got into my carriage of your own accord."
"You yourself admitted that you are a pervert."
"I was a gentleman by not shooting the pervert who came uninvited."
As Goethe spoke, he looked around his 'home' without even glancing at Sheila, who was breathing rapidly but had to keep smiling under the gaze of the people around her.
Are you concerned about your image?
A lot of effort must have been put into the role of 'Sheila'!
Goethe thought in his heart.
I understand more and more how to get along with Xila in front of me.
Afterwards, Goethe's attention was completely focused on No. 1 Guta Street.
Swart's work is quite reassuring.
After several days of repair, No. 1 Guta Street has been renovated.
Even some corners have been carefully designed, and the surface is painted with the same color as the base color.
Apart from the pungent smell of paint, it basically will not affect the basic use of the house.
Goethe took out his key, ignored the surprised expressions of the people on the street when they saw Xila, and the curious looks they cast at him, and just opened the door and walked in.
This time, Xila learned her lesson and followed in consciously.
After Xila came in, Goethe closed the door directly, walked into the living room on the first floor, and sat on the sofa in the main seat.
"Here, can I tell you?"
Goethe asked, looking at Sheila standing in front of him.
"Shouldn't you invite me to sit down and talk?"
"Goethe, you really don't have a single ..."
Sheila said subconsciously.
But the next moment, Goethe opened his mouth, and the shape of his mouth seemed still abnormal!
Immediately, this lady with multiple identities went straight to the point without waiting for Goethe to speak.
"There is a legend that our King George I, your ancestor, had already noticed before he was assassinated, so he stored the treasures obtained from the previous war in a secret place. Goethe should know about this legend, right?"
Sorry, I don't know.
Goethe added silently in his heart.
There is no such memory in 'his' memory.
'He' knew 'George I'.
But 'he' doesn't know his bloodline.
I don’t even know any similar legends or stories.
His grandfather had never told this story, and probably to keep it secret, he ordered his parents and family teachers not to tell it either, so he had been consciously isolated from similar stories since he was a child.
As for being in the Garden Club?
Who doesn’t tell stories there?
And the outline is the same: your mother is dead, your father is violent, your younger brother is young, your younger sister is tender, you have no choice, you are the first one...
However, this was the first time I heard a top star tell a story outside of the Garden Club.
Goethe could not help being absorbed in this.
"However, most of the legends in the world of ordinary people are facts here, just like ordinary people call him His Majesty George I, and we are used to calling him the Mad King!"
"While this is regarded as a gossip story by ordinary people, it is real in the eyes of the people in the 'Supernatural World' - because, with the strength of His Majesty the Mad King, it is impossible for him to be assassinated!"
"after all……"
"That's the original 'Transcendent'!"
There was a hint of respect in Sheila's words.
"Before the appearance of the Mad King, it was impossible for anyone other than witches to possess extraordinary powers. It was the Mad King who broke this restriction and allowed more people to master true knowledge. How could the Mad King, who was born with power and was able to fight against witches and kill them, breaking the darkness, die from an assassination?"
"It's like an ant killing an elephant. It's ridiculous."
"So, the Mad King must have felt that his life was about to end, and that's why he arranged everything in advance."
"Things like 'assassination' must be because 'Mad King' wants to have a brilliant ending, so he arranged such a prologue!"
"As for the real ending?"
"Of course it's the 'Mad King's Treasure'!"
Xila spoke with certainty, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
Goethe remained silent.
Because he didn't know any of this.
Xila looked at the silent Goethe and obviously misunderstood.
"Of course, you know all this."
Sorry, I still don't know.
Goethe answered in his heart, but his face remained calm, as if he really knew it.
Sheila didn't see the flaw.
On the contrary, the lady, who was worried that Goethe would think she was beating around the bush, immediately spoke again.
"So, ever since the passing of the Mad King, the Extraordinary World has never stopped its search for the Mad King's Treasure. However, the Mad King left behind too many clues."
"Not to mention other things, there is no telling how many descendants there are that have not been recorded."
"And there are diaries and essays that fill one hundred and twenty-five wagons."
"Just looking at it makes my scalp tingle. I don't know where to start."
"Most people gave up halfway through, and the rest persisted until they died, but none of them found any clues to the 'Mad King's Treasure'."
"Time is the most terrible weapon. Even if people are full of enthusiasm at first, after decades, the enthusiasm will cool down. Until 20 years ago, an adventurer who was between ordinary people and extraordinary people claimed that he had found the 'Mad King's Treasure' in Lust, but it did not attract people's attention at all. After this adventurer fell into the lake while drunk, the 'Mad King's Treasure' was forgotten again."
"Do you have anything to say about this, Goethe?"
Sheila looked at Goethe with a smile.
Luster, the adventurer who discovered the Mad King's Treasure, who fell into the water and died after getting drunk, and the descendants of the Mad King who changed their identities.
When these elements are combined, Goethe himself would think that the "Mad King's Treasure" and the "Wayne Family" are related.
However, Goethe would never admit it.
"coincide!"
He said seriously.
"Yeah?"
"Unfortunately, that guy didn't think it was a coincidence, and he made a discovery!"
"You don't think that guy really wanted to kill the Wayne family because you offended him in the Garden Club, but then he found out that your family is the descendant of the Mad King and owns the Mad King's Treasure, right?"
“Impossible!”
"After all, when that guy showed up, your family had already noticed him. Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent you to test him."
"What a pity..."
"Your family didn't expect that guy had the 'Flesh and Blood Church' as an ally."
"What I didn't expect was that the guy from the Pine Nut Hotel was also involved. You deliberately stayed at the Pine Nut Hotel before, because you discovered something, right?"
Makes sense!
No flaws!
Such a self-consistent and almost genius-like logic of Sheila left Goethe speechless.
If he hadn't experienced it himself, he would have almost believed it.
Moreover, is this person really the owner of the rumored Hunter Bar?
It doesn’t feel like it!
Goethe was skeptical.
However, this did not prevent Goethe from nodding .
"Yes, you are right."
