Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 76: One item completed!

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When Goethe looked at Andinan, the young man also turned his head and looked at Goethe.

"Mr. Marple, I hope to cooperate with you further."

“These things…”

"You understand!"

The clever young man spoke without waiting for Goethe to speak.

"I can pay you all my money, please protect me and help me investigate the truth about my mother!"

"I hope you can agree!"

After saying this, the young man stared at Goethe closely, his eyes full of anticipation.

“One sixth!”

Goethe replied.

Andinan was stunned. The young man didn't quite understand what Goethe meant.

"I only want one sixth of your entire fortune, 10,000 gold crowns - because I can't protect you 100% and investigate the truth of your mother's death!"

"I can only promise that I will do my best to protect you and help you investigate the truth of your mother's death as much as possible."

Goethe explained.

This explanation made the stunned young man smile.

"You are the most trustworthy person I have ever met!"

Nothing is more trustworthy than someone who can remain unmoved by more money.

Just now, the young man was still nervous.

There is no doubt that Andinan is smart, so this young man has already seen through the situation at a glance: he has been targeted by an organization with extraordinary people, and without the protection of extraordinary people, he will surely die.

He knew better than to look for other extraordinary people again, it would be better to hold on to Lord Marple tightly.

Because, not to mention whether a new extraordinary person can be found, just whether the new extraordinary person is reliable is enough to make Andinan worry. He doesn't want to fall asleep and never wake up.

But it was different for Marple. The principles demonstrated by this gentleman made the young man feel at ease. At least, he didn't have to worry about the other party causing him to commit suicide because of money.

"Meeting you is the luckiest thing for me!"

As he spoke, the young man bowed.

“You get what you put in.”

"One point less, one point more."

Goethe instinctively uttered the 'mantra' of his homeland.

"I will raise the funds immediately and send them to you as quickly as possible."

Andinan promised.

Then, he continued to ask.

"What do we do now?"

"You need to hire 3-6 more loyal bodyguards to ensure that you have at least 2 guards protecting you 24 hours a day."

"Then, you hire more people to look for the source of those crows. You don't need to find the person who actually controls the crows, just a general direction. Of course, the more detailed the better."

"besides……"

"Is there a proper club in Hessetings where you can play with guns and shoot?"

In response to the young man's question, Goethe spoke directly.

"Are you serious about playing with guns?"

The young man's eyes involuntarily looked at Goethe's waist and abdomen.

He knew all the news about the gentleman in front of him.

However, he immediately realized that such a look was impolite, so the young man coughed lightly and stood up straight.

Then, he looked at Goethe with a little worry.

When he found that Goethe's face was just a little embarrassed but not angry at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was deeply afraid that further cooperation would end before it even began.

"It was an accident!"

Goethe emphasized, and then he reorganized the language.

"What I need is a shooting club where I can practice including but not limited to revolvers."

"Shooting Club?"

"I have a good choice for this one - I hired my bodyguards there, and I just happen to need to hire a few more bodyguards!"

"When do we leave?"

Andinan asked.

"Wait till I'm done with them!"

Goethe pointed outside number 6 Castle Street.

Many reporters gathered there.

"them?"

The young man looked at the reporters downstairs in confusion.

Some of them showed up last night but were ordered to be expelled by Lanster. Now they gathered again, and judging from their appearance, they were obviously well prepared.

Gunfights, crows, death.

The interweaving of these words was enough to excite these reporters to orgasm.

Even if they had to be detained or beaten, they would still get to the bottom of the matter.

However, the worst did not happen.

The door of number 6 Castle Street opened and their acquaintance, Goethe, came out.

The reporters were stunned for a moment, then swarmed over and surrounded Goethe.

"Mr. Marple, can you tell us what happened here?"

"Mr. Marple, why do you always appear in dangerous places?"

"Mr. Marple, why did the crow suddenly fall just now?"

…

Questions were thrown out one after another. Goethe glanced at the reputation which had reached [30] at this moment. After several days, the influence of the previous news was gradually decreasing.

The growth rate of fame is slowing down, and it is obvious that it will completely lose its effect in a few days.

But, with today's news?

Goethe was sure to make his fame soar again!

The wealth of the main quest can be considered completed.

For the remaining reputation missions, Goethe thought that he needed to work even harder - with the main mission in place, Goethe always felt that he was in shackles, and only by getting rid of them could he truly act freely.

So, he gave a kind smile to the reporters in front of him.

"I was invited by Andinan to attend the dinner last night - we met at the restaurant yesterday at noon and had a great conversation, so I accepted the invitation."

"Who knew that we would be attacked when entering here last night? I tried my best to protect Andinan, and the rest of us..."

When Goethe said this, he took off his hat, his voice began to choke, and his eyes became slightly red.

This scene deeply moved the reporters around.

"Please don't be sad, Mr. Marple. You have done well enough."

A female reporter couldn't help but speak out to comfort him.

"Yeah, it's not your fault!"

"That's right, it's all because those patrolmen didn't work hard enough!"

The reporters around immediately echoed.

Goethe nodded, turned around, took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his eyes, and straightened his clothes. The reporters around him waited patiently - this was the etiquette a gentleman should have, and no one was urging him.

After about ten seconds, Goethe felt that the background was almost complete, so he turned back.

“No one wants to face an accident, but no one knows which will come first, the accident or tomorrow.”

" I often face accidents, just pure coincidences."

"As fate whispers in my ear, you cannot withstand the storm, I will shout back, I am the storm!"

Goethe gradually raised his voice, until at last he almost shouted.

The reporters around were attracted by the loud voice, especially the female reporter who had just asked the question. She was so excited that she started to applaud. The obviously sentimental female reporter looked at Goethe with a different look in her eyes.

Just like dominoes.

Once someone takes the lead, the rest will follow.

If you don’t believe it, try it.

After all, human beings are essentially parrots.

The applause lasted for half a minute, and Goethe bowed slightly to thank the applause.

Then, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"As for your question about why the crow suddenly fell from the sky, to be honest, I really don't know - this has touched upon my blind spot in knowledge."

"But believe me, I will ask an ornithologist about this later."

"Then I'll let you know."

"Friends, I am very happy and honored to see you again, but please forgive me for staying up late to write after the attack. I need to catch up on my sleep."

The slightly humorous answer was once again appreciated by the reporters around.

Without any hindrance, Goethe returned to No. 6 Castle Street.

The reporters dispersed satisfied.

On the terrace, Andinan looked at Goethe who was being interviewed with ease, but he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Why is Lord Marple so keen on being interviewed?"

"We should be low-key preparing our forces and be on guard against the guy behind the scenes... Wait!"

"Is this a demonstration?!"

"In order to keep his promise and to ensure my safety, Lord Marple is actively attracting the attention of the attacker behind the scenes!"

The young man thought he had grasped the key point.

Suddenly, my heart was moved.

There was more respect in his eyes when he looked at Goethe.

Then the young man secretly clenched his fist.

"I can't just sit back and enjoy the fruits of my labor!"

"I want to help too!"

"In the final analysis, Lord Marple has also been implicated by me. This Lord was clearly only pursuing extraordinary knowledge, but now he has to fight with an unknown extraordinary person!"

"so……"

"I can be the 'bait' to lure out those guys who are targeting me for some unknown reason!"

"Then, let Lord Marple deal a fatal blow to these guys!"

Thinking of this, a plan emerged in the young man's mind: he must make the most of his advantages!

Of course, what needs to be done now is——

"Thank you, Lord Marple."

The young man thanked him solemnly.

"You're welcome."

"Let's go."

Goethe thought that Andinand was thanking him for what had just happened, but he didn't take it to heart. He had received the reward, so naturally he had to fulfill his responsibilities.

"OK."

"Your driver is waiting for you."

"Who are you?"

Andinan inquired.

"Take my carriage."

Goethe replied.

After all, he spent money.

Goethe and Andinand rode in the same carriage, and Andinand's carriage followed behind.

"To the White Lion Club."

Andinan told Rick a place name.

Then, as the carriage moved, Andinand introduced the .

The White Lion Club, located in the south of the city of Hessetings, has indoor and outdoor horse ranches, shooting ranges, and rooms for dining and resting. There are also indoor activity rooms for billiards, fencing, and hand-to-hand combat. The owner of the club was once a colonel in the kingdom's elite 'White Lion Legion'. Most of the coaches in the club are also from the military, and the members are all children from wealthy families.

As for why he is a rich kid?

Because the annual membership fee of the White Lion Club is 10 gold crowns, which is just the basics. Courses such as horse riding, shooting, fencing, and fighting are calculated separately.

Of course, there are also some officer members.

These officer memberships are free.

“That boss is a nice guy.”

Finally, Andinan commented.

But Goethe frowned.

because……

The more Andinan spoke, the more he felt that this 'White Lion Club' was very similar to some of his 'training bases' in his hometown.

When he was in his hometown, Goethe chose his previous career because of an experience of accidentally entering a similar club.

He thought it was a professional club.

Then……

Too professional.

It has become completely professional.