"Where are you going?"
“To make money.”
"Hey, can you take me with you?"
"No, it's the male lead's show."
In the morning, at the dining table of the Ke family in Xiongbao, Xila looked at Goethe, who rarely did not snatch her food, and a puzzled look appeared on her face - why did she suddenly feel uncomfortable with something that she should be happy about?
However, when she heard that Goethe was going to make money, Xila's eyes lit up.
Besides food, she also likes money!
If you have money, you can buy more food!
However, Goethe flatly refused.
"oh."
Xila immediately lowered her head in dejection, preparing to eat a chicken leg to soothe her wounded heart.
"but……"
Goethe suddenly stretched out his tone.
"But what?"
Sheila immediately looked up with anticipation.
"Well, today's chicken legs are delicious, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the black pepper is even better!"
Goethe raised his hand and put the fried chicken leg on Sheila's plate into his mouth. He licked it with his tongue and bit it hard, leaving only the bones.
bite.
The crisp sound of the bones thrown into the bone dish startled Xila.
“Ahhhh!”
"You lied to me again!"
Xila suddenly jumped up and pounced on Goethe, but Goethe once again held her forehead, making it impossible for her to get in at all - this action was a piece of cake for Goethe.
Basically, there is no need to look. When you hear Xila's shout, you can just raise your hand and block it accurately.
"I'm not lying to you. I really need your help in the later stages. You need to play a gentle, kind, and tough person... Um, can you act?"
Goethe said as he looked at Sheila with suspicion.
"certainly!"
"My...don't worry, it will be fine!"
Sheila raised her neck, almost putting her hands on her hips.
Goethe glanced at Sheila in confusion.
This woman just concealed something.
"Tsk, silly bird, do you have anything to hide?"
Goethe noticed this in his heart and his hand swept across Xila's plate.
"Okay then!"
"I'm going to go on stage now - you stay here and work on your role."
Having said these words, Goethe looked at the Archduke.
"Go ahead, I'm here for everything."
Lord Scrooge smiled and waved to his nephew.
Goethe bowed and left the restaurant.
"Father, I..." X2
At the moment Goethe left, Enmlai K and Geerke K stood up at the same time, spoke at the same time, looked at each other at the same time, and then said at the same time: "I'm going to help! What are you doing?"
"Neither of you two are allowed to cause trouble!"
The Archduke looked serious.
Although he also wanted to watch Goethe and Magreda Mag perform, he knew what was important and what was not - if an elder showed up in a young person's love affair, that would be the final word.
Therefore, he must not show up.
At least, not now.
As for Enmlai.K and Gejil.K?
It's obvious that he just wanted to join in the fun and watch the show.
Although I still have confidence in my two sons and they won't show any signs of anything, but what if?
There is not much information about Donald Dort, except that he has a fairly good reputation within the Rose Family.
But Dortmund Mager is different.
The eldest son of the Tulip Family not only inherited the bloodline of the Tulip Family perfectly, his strength is comparable to that of a third-level professional, and his style of doing things is flawless.
Of course, this is just a surface record.
According to the records in secret, his overall view and adaptability have long surpassed all his peers. In the past five years, all the big and small matters of the Tulip family were handled by him and his father in name, but in fact, it was him who handled it - the Grand Duke of Tulip? He basically completely handed over power to his son and started the retirement mode.
Facing such an opponent, the Grand Duke will not be careless.
After hesitating for a second, Da Gong spoke.
"Simu is coming."
"I understand, father."
Simlaik stood up.
The eldest son of the Grand Duke bowed to his father and strode out of the restaurant.
He knew what his father was worried about.
Dortmund Mag!
Likewise, he was worried about a guy.
Dirkmo!
The eldest son of the Grand Duke, who had fought with the other party once, knew very well what kind of person the other party was - there was no doubt that he was very powerful.
But besides being powerful?
Simlai could think of nothing else.
The other party's recklessness, impulsiveness, and even inability to control his emotions always made him feel that the other party was not commensurate with his own strength.
"Is this the aftereffect of bloodline awakening?"
Rumor has it that the awakening of Dirkmo's bloodline was an accident. Before the awakening, people had never paid attention to the Grand Master of the 'Rose Knights'.
Therefore, the other party did not undergo the proper blood awakening and 'cultivation', which led to the other party's current personality.
Of course, it's just a rumor .
Actually?
Simlai didn't know.
He only knew that he was supporting his cousin.
Whether Dirkmer was normal or abnormal, he just watched there.
Normal, that means you are fine, I am fine, and everyone is fine.
If someone dares to attack him, he will beat him to pieces.
Simlek, with very simple thoughts and a tall body like a little giant, leaned in the shadow of one side of the wall of Xiong Castle, looking at Goethe and Margarida Mag with interest after they were dressed up carefully.
Especially when Margarida Mag raised her hand and held Goethe's arm, the eldest son of the Grand Duke couldn't help but applaud.
Margarida perfectly embodies the innocence and beauty of a girl.
Goethe perfectly portrayed the boy's concentration on you alone.
"If there's a king and queen in the cast, it's you two!"
The eldest son of the Grand Duke thought with admiration.
Not only the eldest son of the Grand Duke was amazed, but also the people around him were amazed.
Because, the two of them standing there, just a look in their eyes, made everyone feel it - love.
That’s right!
It's love!
That kind of complicated, indescribable love was acted out like this.
Because the two of them are acting out the love that everyone imagines.
Young, pretty girls, handsome boys.
Especially the plot where the girl escapes from the old-fashioned and lifeless family for freedom and falls in love with the boy at first sight, is even more popular.
And the boys aren't bad either.
With a mortal body, facing the extraordinary.
The quality of perseverance.
A tenacious fighting character.
It makes many people of ordinary backgrounds feel strongly involved.
And when I put myself in Goethe's perspective and looked at Margarida, this sense of immersion was more than ten times stronger.
Everyone was looking at the young couple.
Dortnier Magg had a scrutinizing look in his eyes.
Memories emerged in Donald Dort's eyes.
Dirkmo?
The teeth were grinding.
"The effect is good. The plan should be successful. However, it seems to be lacking a little atmosphere."
The eldest son of the Grand Duke stood there, looking around.
Finally, his eyes stopped at the decoration outside the Bear Castle - roses!
If it wasn't for the money, the Grand Duke would never have decorated the place with flowers.
But, this time is just right.
The eldest son of the Grand Duke raised his hand and waved -
call!
Everyone just felt a breeze blowing.
Countless bright red rose petals were blown in from one side, dancing around Goethe and Margarida.
Goethe in a black military uniform and Margarida in a white dress were surrounded by bright petals. The scene made the nobles from Fapol look amazed.
They have always been free and unrestrained, and this is the scene they love to see the most.
Especially for the women, their eyes became misty and their faces turned red.
Isn’t this the scene they have always dreamed of?
What could be better than this?
Of course it is——
Goethe turned slightly and gently pressed his head against the side of Margarida's cheek.
The two controlled the distance and angle.
But to outsiders, it's just like kissing.
Wow!
Fapor's noble ladies and ladies exclaimed in surprise.
However, in a place where these noble ladies and ladies could not see, Goethe asked Margarida in a whispering voice.
"You arranged this?"
"You didn't arrange this?"
After the two asked each other, there was silence for a second.
"continue."
"OK."
Goethe stood up straight. Margarida looked shy and her slightly flushed cheeks made her look even more delicate and tender. The second daughter of the Tulip Family took her beloved's hand and walked towards her brother - at least, in everyone's eyes, Goethe was worthy of the title of "beloved" at this time.
Everyone looked on expectantly.
They wanted to see the girl introduce the boy to her family.
Dortmund Mag also had a smile on his face.
Before coming to Schonbrunn, he had read the information about Goethe Wein in detail.
Very nice young man.
His character and moral integrity can be described as excellent.
strength?
The fact that he killed a warlock who was comparable to a second-level professional with just one baptism was enough to explain the problem.
Origin ?
The nephew of the Grand Duke of the North also owns his own territory, so there is no problem at all.
It is okay for such a young man to be with his sister.
As for the truth and falsehood between the two?
The eldest son of the Tulip family didn't care.
What he wants is in the interests of the Tulip family.
Therefore, the eldest son of the Tulip family was ready to show his demeanor as the heir of the Tulip family - he wanted to confirm the love affair between Goethe and Margarida, and it would be best if they got engaged immediately and got married tomorrow.
Dortnier stood up straight while thinking about what to say.
He is now Margarida's brother and the first member of the Tulip family that Goethe has met in a formal occasion. Naturally, he has to follow the etiquette standards - Fapor's family attaches great importance to this.
However, the next moment, a figure stood between Goethe, Margarida and Dortnier.
Yes, Dirkmer!
The Grand Master of the Order of the Rose looked at Goethe and Margarida with hatred, his face distorted.
"What are you doing?"
"Margarita, have you forgotten who you are?"
Seeing Dirkmer standing up, Goethe and Margarida both breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them just deliberately slowed down their pace, held hands, and looked at each other sweetly from time to time, just to stimulate the Grand Master of the 'Rose Knights'.
Otherwise, when the two of them really walked in front of Dortmund, it would be a terrible thing that would be difficult to save face.
Immediately, Goethe gave Dirkmer a look to express his gratitude for his cooperation.
In order to put on a good show, Goethe Margarida pondered and rehearsed for several days, taking into account all possible accidents as much as possible.
Naturally, it includes Faber's customs and habits, the reactions of the people present, and so on.
However, no one can guarantee perfection.
What if there is an accident?
Fortunately, this situation did not occur.
"Are you provoking me?"
"You bastard..."
When Dirkmer saw the look in Goethe's eyes, his heart, already mad with jealousy, completely lost its mind. He gripped the hilt of the sword and roared at Goethe.
However, before he could finish his words, a shadow enveloped Dirkmo.
Simlai K's extremely tall body stood silently beside Dirkmo.
"If you want to die, just finish what you are going to say."
The eldest son of the Grand Duke looked at Dirkmer with a cold face.
This is not a threat.
Just stating the facts.
If Dirkmo really dared to finish his words, he would kill him directly.
He was too cautious in the last battle and did not give his all.
Now?
His father was in Xiongbao, so he could give it a try.
Dirkmer's face changed.
It was not just because he felt Simlaik's murderous intent, but also because of Dortmund!
The palm of the eldest son of the Tulip Family appeared on the palm of his sword at some point, pressing down on the hilt, and looking at him with a smile on his face.
The kind of smile with upturned corners of the mouth and cold eyes.
If possible, Dortnier really wanted to chop the bastard in front of him into seven or eight pieces.
What’s going on? Why did this thing pop up?
This is our family matter. Is it your turn as an outsider to point fingers at us?
Stupid X!
As the eldest son of the Tulip family, Dortmund Mager could not say such vulgar words, but he could express it with his eyes.
But this was not what made Dirkmer most uncomfortable.
The most uncomfortable thing is the looks of people around me.
It was complete and unabashed disgust.
It's not just the people of Xiongbao, but also Faber's companions.
In fact, in some ways, Faber's companions were even more disgusted.
After all, in the eyes of the Faber people, Goethe and Margarida are extremely consistent with their views on love and their yearning for love.
Especially the noble ladies and ladies were obsessed with it.
Just when things were about to take a step forward, a troublemaker suddenly appeared.
Especially for this troublemaker, who has a very bad reputation, let alone the disgusting feeling.
If it weren't for the inappropriate status and occasion, these noble ladies and ladies would have started scolding long ago.
But not everyone held back.
A young lady suddenly spoke up -
"They are a perfect match made in heaven, why would you, a monster like you, get to make comments?"
The sound is crisp but loud.
It came from behind the Fabol crowd.
People were stunned, and then burst into laughter.
"Yes, they are a perfect match made in heaven. How can you, a monster like you, interfere in their affairs?"
“That’s right!”
"What are you?"
…
After this sentence, the Fabol people, who had originally been concerned about their status, began to speak up.
However, it is still quite subtle.
The people in Xiongbao are much more direct.
The cow dung was thrown at Dirkmo.
At this moment, there are two pieces of news for Dirkmer.
A good news.
A bad news.
The good news is that he is so agile that there is no chance that the dung will hit him.
The bad news is that there is plenty of cow dung on the ground.
With his head lowered and his face covered, Dirkmo rushed into the Bear Castle.
The miserable appearance made those who threw cow dung more active.
And taking advantage of this moment, Goder pulled the still dazed Margarida off the stage - the prelude was enough, and if they stayed any longer, it would be too much.
However, when rushing through the gate of Xiongbao, Goethe still gave a thumbs up to Faber's crowd.
Among the crowd of servants behind the noble Fabol, Ella, a small town girl in disguise, was quietly slipping away.
The small town girl saw Goethe's thumbs-up and smiled shyly.
Then, it disappeared at an even faster speed.
Dortnier wanted to stop Goethe and Margarida to ask them clearly.
However, the cow dung all over the place made the eldest son of the Tulip family stop in his tracks.
He watched Goda dragging his sister further and further away.
and……
He seemed to hear his sister's laughter.
The very happy kind.
"Forget it, I'll ask you later."
The eldest son of the Tulip family was thinking this when he was suddenly stunned.
Not only the eldest son of the Tulip family was stunned, but all the nobles of Fapol were also stunned.
because--
Dirkmer was hit by cow dung.
When the Grand Master of the Order of the Rose was dodging, a grain of cow dung appeared right in his path.
Bang!
It hit the arm of the Grand Master of the Order of the Rose.
Not only were the others stunned.
Dirkmer himself was stunned.
when?
The Grand Master of the Order of the Rose is full of wonders.
And this is bad!
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Bang bang bang!
As he was stunned, the cow dung all over the sky fell on the Grand Master of the "Rose Knights", and in an instant, the Grand Master of the "Rose Knights" changed his appearance.
Angry!
Shame and anger!
Just when Dirkmo was about to start killing without any regard for the consequences, a cold gaze was cast at him.
It's Simlaike.
If you dare to do that, I will kill you.
The eldest son of the Grand Duke made his position clear in his attitude.
Dirkmo gritted his teeth.
He covered his face with shame and anger and walked forward.
He swore in his heart that he would make Goethe look good.
"Just wait!"
"Aren't you going to challenge all the second-level ones?"
"I will make you lose your reputation and leave you without a burial place!"
Dirkmo swore secretly in his heart.
But the posture of moving forward became more and more embarrassing.
"Hahaha!"
Xila, who was mixed in the crowd of Bear Castle, laughed happily, and chased the opponent with cow dung one after another in her hand - the cow dung that hit Dirkmo just now was thrown by her.
Now?
She doesn't mind hitting the other person a few more times.
The Fapor nobles, on the other hand, slowed down their pace.
There is too much cow dung on the ground.
They have to be careful.
"Luckily I'm used to wearing high heels."
A Fabol noble male muttered in a low voice.
"Well, it's worthy of being our traditional costume."
The other one nodded thankfully.
This is the general Faber nobles.
The people from the Rose Family and the Tulip Family had a different kind of communication.
"Remember, if Dirkmer comes to see me, tell him I have something to do."
They don't want to be tainted by the smell of cow dung.
and……
Dirkmer will certainly take revenge next.
They don't want to get involved.
Although we have to go to the ring, wouldn't it be better to go later and let Dirkmo scout the way?
Dortmund Mager and Donald Dort walked side by side.
"What does your majesty think of Dirkmer?"
The eldest son of the Tulip family asked softly.
“Dilkemer is a very good talent.”
The young man from the Rose Family said with a smile.
"Yes, it's excellent."
The eldest son of the Tulip family nodded in agreement.
"but……"
“It’s not irreplaceable!”
The young man from the Rose Family suddenly changed the subject.
"Well, I'd like to try some of the Bearburg specialties in the evening. Do you want to join us, Donald?"
"certainly!"
"Besides, I think we should invite more fellow travelers to come along."
"Except for Dirkmer, though."
After the conversation, the two young men from the Fabol family smiled at each other.
Then, there was another tit-for-tat confrontation.
Because we have arrived at the venue.
The bidding for VIP seats has begun.
…
"Hahahaha, that bastard Dirkmo was hit by cow dung?"
"Very good!"
In Goethe's room in Schonburg, Margarida burst into laughter when she heard the news.
At this time, the second daughter of the Tulip family did not have any so-called image at all.
She was sitting on the sofa, laughing so hard that she was shaking and falling backwards.
Goethe rolled his eyes.
He not only saw the small town girl, but also Sheila.
There is no doubt that the cow dung was definitely thrown by that stupid bird.
There is no need to question why the two of them appeared there.
The small town girl was naturally there because of Gejier's arrangement.
Sheila?
There is no need to make any arrangements for Enmu's coming. Just say a word and that silly bird will definitely run over to join in the fun.
At this time, Goethe suddenly missed Swart a little.
If this guy were here, this kind of thing would definitely be much more reliable than Silly Bird.
Maybe he can make a fortune from this opportunity.
Unfortunately, after completing a short one-month special training, the other party once again took the initiative to request to join the Grand Duke's Guard for special training - Goethe expressed his understanding of this.
His friend must have been frightened by the series of accidents.
Can't wait to gain strength.
Because only strength can deal with crises.
Similarly, judging from the news from Art, the Grand Duke's Guard, Swart performed quite well.
At least he's keeping up with the average soldier.
The fighting and shooting skills have increased at a visible level.
As for the secret techniques?
Swart does not have any extraordinary talents, just like most people.
"Gerjiel said that Fabol seems to have a potion that can change the talents of ordinary people, but it is very expensive. Swart once asked about this. He must be prepared to spend all his money."
Goethe thought about it and looked at the happy Margarida.
"Margarita, Fabol has a potion that can change the talents of ordinary people?"
"have!"
"However, I don't recommend taking it. It is a potion that completely overdraws one's talent and potential. After taking it, most people will only gain a tiny chance."
"Even if we succeed, we won't be truly powerful."
Margarita replied.
Goethe was not surprised by this.
'Secret Keeper' Morey once said something similar.
“What should we do next?”
Margarida was very excited after the first step of the plan was successful.
She couldn't wait to know the next step.
Before, Goethe said it was kept secret.
Now, of course, it is not necessary.
Facing the curious Margarida, Goethe whispered:
"I hired 200 bards to sing about our 'romance' in the taverns, inns and squares of Faber."