Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 46 Visitors
Seeing that Goethe finally admitted it, Xila couldn't help but smile complacently.
She, Sheila, is both beautiful and intelligent!
Although it was with the help of the teacher that the Hunter Bar was actually established!
However, she is no longer the same person she was before, she can already stand on her own!
Thinking of this, Xila was very proud and continued speaking.
"After discovering the truth, you immediately chose to join forces with the Keeper of Secrets, and even joined the Keeper of Secrets. However, you still underestimated the determination of that guy at the Pine Nut Hotel."
"Or rather, that guy has gone crazy a long time ago."
"He has already given up on it."
"so……"
"You need an ally."
As she spoke, Xila walked up to Goethe and stretched out her hand.
Posture, perfect!
Move gracefully!
Appearance, beautiful!
Coupled with my unparalleled wisdom, Goethe must have been shocked by me.
Sheila, who was extremely confident, looked at Goethe.
Then she found that Goethe was looking at her with a strange look.
That look seemed familiar.
It was as if she was curious about the pig food and couldn't help wanting to try it, so she was chased by the pigs for two blocks. Then she climbed up a tree to avoid the pigs, but accidentally poked a hornet's nest, so she had to jump into the well to avoid the hornets, and then almost drowned - the same look in her teacher's eyes when he rescued her and heard her explain the situation.
Just when Xila was in a trance, Goethe stood up and raised his hand to shake hands with the other party.
Goethe didn't want the woman in front of him to react.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
Sheila said with a smile.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”
Goethe said the same thing.
"Since we are allies and partners, can you tell me something about the 'Mad King's Treasure'?"
Sheila asked expectantly.
She hoped that Goethe had been conquered by her charm and would tell her something that could not be told.
"cannot!"
Goethe said in a decisive tone.
He is also helpless.
Everything he knew about the 'Mad King's Treasure' was told by Sheila.
Himself?
I have no idea at all.
"mean!"
"But don't forget your promise."
"You won't forget it, will you?"
Sheila pouted, then became serious.
The woman in front of me is a genius of logic.
But the strength is real.
He is also far more familiar with the 'supernatural world' than he is.
Moreover, even if the other person is a fool, he will never trust others easily.
so……
Is it a contract?
Or some kind of power?
Or maybe you have a tool like 'Identifying Pocket Watches'?
Goethe speculated with his meager supernatural knowledge, but on the surface, he spoke with the same seriousness.
"No."
"I, Goethe, will never forget what I promised."
Goethe emphasized.
"very good!"
"You made a promise, so I will give you my help - I will help you find that guy within three days!"
"Then, we'll give him a fatal blow!"
After saying that, Xila turned around and walked out.
She couldn't wait to find the 'Killer in the Fog'.
Then?
Of course, it is to open the 'Mad King's Treasure'!
Xila firmly believes that the 'Mad King's Treasure' must be in Goethe's hands, or there is a way to open the 'Mad King's Treasure'.
As for what the 'Killer in the Fog' found?
It should be a smoke screen released by the Wayne family to confuse the audience.
As a descendant of the "Mad King", if he doesn't even have this ability, how could he have cultivated a talent like Goethe?
I'm afraid they have died out long ago!
Sheila left with confidence.
Goethe did not see him off. He watched the other person get on the carriage, and after watching the other person's carriage go away, he got straight into the carriage.
As for a thorough inspection of No. 1 Guta Street?
He had done it before.
The result was naturally that nothing was found.
Even if there was, No. 1 Guta Street would have been turned upside down during the days when he was 'away from home'.
Now?
Nothing will be left.
In the carriage, Goethe continued to think.
"Except for the part related to me, Xila's news should be true."
" But because of my appearance, she thought it was real, but in fact it became so fake that it couldn't be more fake."
"But is the 'Mad King's Treasure' related to the 'Secret Realm'?"
Goethe frowned.
Without key information, there will definitely be no results.
“We must know more!”
"besides……"
"Strengthen your strength."
Goethe told himself this.
Coincidentally, the afternoon classes were temporarily cancelled due to Mrs. Pence's health.
The same thing happened for the next three days.
Goethe immediately followed his plan and practiced shooting with the ammunition provided by Swart. At the same time, he tried his best to obtain knowledge and rumors related to the supernatural from Mrs. Burns during the intervals between delivering meals.
At the same time, he quietly waited for news from Sheila and the results of Morey's investigation.
Although Mrs. Burns was serious, she didn't mind telling Goethe more.
Three days is not a long time, but for Goethe, who had little knowledge, he gained a lot.
However, there was no news from Sheila and Morey.
The fruitless result of the two people made Goethe more vigilant.
Sheila has an intelligence network of hunters.
Morey, has official channels to keep secrets.
If you add the two together, you should be able to travel smoothly in Lust.
But nothing was found.
What does this indicate?
The other party hid himself completely.
This is true for both the 'Killer in the Fog' and the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel.
And this kind of hiding is not escape or fear.
It’s not the so-called giving up!
The 'Church of Flesh and Blood' finally attracted the attention of the secret keepers in the surrounding cities, and the secret keeper stationed in Luster was seriously injured. The two would definitely not let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Therefore, the two must be preparing to open the secret realm!
Once the preparations are complete, it's time to reveal the real purpose!
Goethe felt deeply uneasy, feeling a sense of oppression before a storm.
In fact, Goethe was not alone.
Same with Kyle.
It's not that Kyle's intuition is so sharp.
It's Morey's mission.
Such a task made Kyle a little absent-minded when cooking.
However, the young man adjusted quickly.
“That’s a gentleman’s promise!”
"You shouldn't be careless!"
"Besides, I believe that Lord can solve everything!"
The young man warned himself, and then began to put the fish that had been marinated in the afternoon into the frying pan.
Wow!
The high temperature oil quickly turns the fish golden with a unique sound.
Kyle methodically prepared the sauce.
He promised to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Goethe at the weekend as an apology, and of course he had to do it with all his strength.
Fish, lamb, steak.
And a whole chicken.
These were all bought in the morning and are the freshest.
Then, it was pickled and processed again.
Kyle brought out his best dish.
Kyle naturally knew about what happened to Ply, but he didn't know how to comfort Morey, so he could only invite Morey to dinner, and of course, Mrs. Pence who was gradually recovering - unfortunately, the lady refused.
Because the lady's housekeeper will be buried with Pulley in four days.
So, the lady refused to go out.
No one wants to see such a thing.
Sadness and sorrow are in everyone's heart.
Kyle hopes that a delicious meal can make everyone feel better.
Moreover, he planned to make some snacks and send them to Mrs. Pence.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Kyle, you ordered the bacon!"
After the knock on the door, it was the voice of old Henry from the deli downstairs.
“Here it comes!”
Kyle wiped his hands and walked quickly towards the door.
Old Henry makes pretty good sausages.
Especially the smoked sausage, the fusion of fruit wood and meat flavor made Kyle amazed more than once.
Unfortunately, that was old Henry's family craft and he couldn't learn it at all.
But that didn't stop him from putting Old Henry's bacon on tonight's menu.
But the moment he opened the door, Kyle was stunned.
A man in a hooded cloak stood outside the door, holding a bloody head in his hand.
That head is...
Old Henry!
Kyle was startled and immediately retreated to grab his gun, but the man holding old Henry's head raised it up calmly and shook it back and forth towards Kyle, letting the blood spill. Then, he imitated old Henry's voice and greeted him -
"Hey Kyle, good evening."
