When the secret technique backfired, Dirkmo's emotions, which were already difficult to control, got completely out of control.
In a frenzy, he planned to kill all his enemies.
after?
He didn't think about it!
The only thing on his mind now was to kill Goethe, Margarida Mag and Donald Dort.
Among them, Goethe was placed first by him.
Because Goethe gave him too much humiliation!
Next, that bitch Margarita Mag!
Not only did she reject him, but she also made him look bad. She really doesn't know what's good for her!
As for Donald Dortmund?
How dare a fool remove him from his position as Grand Master of the Order of the Rose!
He was going to tear this guy's head off.
Although Donald Dort was only the third on the hate list, Dirkmo chose to kill him first - because killing him was the easiest.
Whether it is Goethe or Magreda Mag, they all have people around them.
Dirkmer was mad, but not too stupid.
But what the former Grand Master of the Order of the Rose did not expect was that when he approached the dock, he actually saw Goethe.
"Hahaha!"
“That’s great!”
"Fate has favored me once again!"
Dirkmer laughed loudly and ran towards Goethe.
"Don't worry!"
"I won't kill you!"
"I will just beat you half to death, use you as bait to lure that bitch out, and then..."
As he spoke, a smile appeared on Dirkmo's face that made Sheila feel sick.
Without any hesitation.
Xila raised her hand, picked up the stone beside her and threw it over.
"Oh, it's just a child's trick. Do you really think..."
Bang!
Dirkmer taunted, but stopped abruptly before he could finish his words.
The stone hit Dirkmer right on the bridge of his nose.
Even Dirkmer, in his frantic state, was startled.
How is that possible?
Why didn't I dodge?
This is just a stone. If it were an arrow or a bullet...
All these thoughts made Dirkmo look at Sheila with fear. Originally, he was planning to do something more malicious, but at this moment, he stepped back and kept his distance.
At the same time, raise your hands horizontally -
call!
Flames rolled in Dirkmo's hands.
Buzz!
Sword energy gushed out from Dirkmo's hand.
The two combined instantly.
roar!
A hundred-meter-long tornado of flaming sword energy roared like a real dragon and slashed towards Goethe and Sheila.
Xila's expression changed, and her originally innocent and silly look suddenly became cold and sharp.
But then he turned back into his silly look.
because--
boom!
Scarlet light rose from Goethe's body and soared into the sky.
The rich scarlet color, like sticky blood, dyed the blue sky.
The roaring flaming sword energy tornado suddenly paused.
Just a moment.
But enough!
[Blood burning]!
Goethe, who had already reached the physical limit of a third-level professional, suddenly saw his physical strength increase by 40% again.
At this moment , Goethe's [body] is already: 46.76!
But, it’s not enough!
Facing head-on the existence of a third-level professional for the first time, Goethe will not hold back on anything.
【Bloodthirsty】!
The master's additional options derived from [Voliber's Breathing Method] are once again superimposed on Goethe.
Goethe attributes once again surged by 22%!
At this moment, Goethe's [body] is: 57+!
This is a number that is completely beyond Dirkmer's imagination.
In fact, it doesn't even exist in Dirkmer's cognition.
In Dirkmo's incredulous eyes, the scarlet light had already covered the sky.
It grew stronger with the beat of Goethe's heart.
It became more dazzling as Goethe breathed.
fear!
An unprecedented sense of terror enveloped Dirkmo.
The former Grand Master of the Order of the Rose has regained his sanity.
Those out-of-control emotions receded like the tide.
He wanted to beg for mercy loudly.
He wanted to explain the misunderstanding.
but,
Can't do it!
In the thick scarlet, a pair of soul-trembling eyes were staring at him, filled with the purest murderous intent.
He can't do anything.
Even the flaming sword tornado in his hand could not be cut down.
He froze in place.
No!
To be precise, it was his 'slow speed' that made him think he was frozen in place.
He saw Goethe, dressed in scarlet, appear before him.
He saw Goethe lift his leg up.
But he couldn't do anything.
Bang!
The pain beyond imagination spread from the lower abdomen to the whole body.
and……
More than once!
Goethe's crotch-kicking kick was so fast that more than a dozen kicks merged into a muffled sound.
puff!
It's not just a mess.
Dirkmo's lower abdomen and his entire body were torn apart.
Until then——
“You’re too slow!”
Goethe's voice finally sounded in Dirkmer's ears.
However, the former leader of the "Rose Knights" who was already on his deathbed could do nothing. All he could see was Goethe's increasingly large feet.
Bang!
Dirkmo's head, which had been split in two, was crushed to pieces.
But Goethe could not confirm that the other party was really dead.
He raised his foot and stomped hard.
The flames in his hands continued to burn.
This scene was seen by the Grand Duke and Simlaik who arrived in an instant.
They both nodded approvingly.
Both thought Goethe was right.
Especially Simlek, who handed Goethe a bundle of explosives.
Watching Goethe insert the lit explosive into Dirkmer's body, the Archduke secretly shook his head.
It's not that I regret Dirkmer's death.
The Grand Duke wished he could burn the guy who dared to attack his family to death.
The one the Grand Duke really lamented about was George VI.
That guy...
"It should have succeeded, right?"
"This smoke bomb is indeed misleading!"
The Grand Duke thought about it, turned around and waved to Enmlai.K who had just arrived from a distance.
"Go find the Fabers."
"Tell them that Dirkmer's attempt on Goethe was solved by Sim."
“Now they are being asked to pay compensation.”
"It includes but is not limited to Jinke, mysticism, etc. - Simu comes, you follow."
"clear!"
Enmlai Ke nodded immediately.
Simlai.K acted as a bodyguard and followed quickly.
They both understood that their father's approach was to allow the North to take the upper hand.
As for the Faber people’s denial?
The hundred-meter-long flaming sword energy tornado just now appeared first.
Everyone saw it.
This is undeniable.
Of course, some people may actually deny it.
For those who lie with their eyes open, the Grand Duke always believes that their eyes can be closed forever.
The Ke family thought the same.
That's why Simlaik needs to follow.
"Goethe, how do you feel?"
The Archduke looked at Goethe with concern.
"not bad."
Goethe, who had already gotten rid of the [Burning Blood] and [Bloodthirst] states, said with a smile.
That powerful feeling and the sense of loss that disappeared in an instant made him feel quite uncomfortable, but the mentality he had honed in the club in his hometown allowed him to control himself.
not to mention--
"Goethe, grilled fish! Grilled fish!"
Sheila picked up two small fish and waved them around.
“Too small.”
“There’s simply not enough to eat.”
Goethe commented.
"But we can use them as bait!"
“Then, you can use them to catch bigger fish!”
“Then, use bigger fish to catch bigger and bigger fish!”
"Then……"
Sheila said seriously.
Goethe looked at Sheila.
After Sheila said that they could get rich by fishing, Goethe confirmed it.
Sheila was even more stupid!
"Is it because of the situation just now?"
Goethe guessed.
The Grand Duke on the side gestured to him.
"Well, you have a point."
"Then go fishing first."
"I'll wait for you here."
Goethe said this.
"good!"
Xila rushed to the beach excitedly.
The Grand Duke looked at Xila's back and lowered his voice, saying: "Xila's current state is extremely special. The 'baptism' she experienced should be the most ancient one."
"The oldest?"
Goethe frowned.
"Where did our ancestors get this method of 'baptism'?"
"Witch?!"
"Sheila chose the 'witch' baptism method?"
Goethe was stunned.
"Um."
"But not entirely."
"Sheila's teacher, that old bastard, still has some bottom line. He found this baptism method in some ruins. It has been modified and has become much gentler."
The Grand Duke explained.
"Mild? So stupid?"
Goethe frowned even more.
"almost."
"If the original version is followed, Sheila will most likely become bloodthirsty - the bad reputation of the 'witch' is not fictional."
"Of course, such changes are not perfect."
"Not only did it prolong Sheila's 'baptism' time, but it also made Sheila occasionally unstable."
The Grand Duke explained.
However, this did not make Goethe feel relieved.
On the contrary, there was a hint of coldness in Goethe's eyes.
The Archduke was acutely aware of the difference in his nephew.
He patted Goethe's shoulder vigorously.
"Not as bad as you think."
"That guy would never use humans as test subjects—when he discovered the incomplete baptism ceremony, Sheila was in the ceremony!"
"What?"
This time Goethe could hardly conceal the surprise on his face.
"He discovered this ritual in the ruins, right?"
"What about Sheila?"
"Sheila is in the ruins , and she looks like a baby."
"That old bastard searched the area for a long time but couldn't find Xila's parents or anything about her background, so he had no choice but to adopt her."
"After discovering Sheila's abnormality, I started to think of ways to help her grow up healthily."
"In general..."
"not bad."
The Archduke commented, looking towards the seashore.
Goethe also looked at Sheila.
At this time, Xila was hesitating on the beach.
She can't swim.
Just when she was thinking about whether to learn it now——
Wow!
The waves are rolling.
A fish that required an adult to hold together "jumped" out of the sea and landed right in Xila's arms.
"Huh? Yeah!"
"Big fish!"
"Goethe sees the big fish!"
Sheila was stunned for a moment, then she raised the fish above her head and showed off to Goethe.
Goethe smiled and nodded.
His eyes were looking towards the inland sea.
There, a figure was slowly swimming away.
"It must be hard to be Sheila's teacher."
Goethe said softly.
"Um."
The Grand Duke deeply agreed with this.
…
The big fish that Xila picked up was sent to the Xiongbao kitchen.
Meanwhile, more barbecue was delivered.
Most people in the North don't know what happened at the dock.
The banquet naturally continued.
After eating two pieces of grilled meat, Xila stared at the food delivery entrance - she was waiting for her grilled fish.
The Grand Duke once again fought with the people of Xiongbao.
Goethe is the same as before.
After drinking three buckets of wine in a row, he returned to the box.
In the box, Margarida Mag was sitting on the sofa thinking.
When Goethe walked in, the second daughter of the Tulip family immediately smiled.
"You're back."
"Your sleeve is torn."
"Take it off and I'll sew it for you."
The voice was soft, and the tone was full of affection, just like a newlywed couple. Goethe took off his coat and handed it to Margarida Mag without any hesitation.
The second daughter of the Tulip family was stunned for a moment.
Obviously, he didn't expect Goethe to actually take off his clothes.
However, the next moment, the second daughter of the Tulip family returned to normal.
She picked up her clothes and disappeared into the box.
About half a minute later, when she reappeared, she had a new piece of clothing in her hands.
The brand new kind.
The colors and styles are almost the same, but the workmanship and materials are better than what Goethe wore before.
"My sewing skills are not very good, why don't you try it on?"
Margarida handed over the clothes in her hand and lowered her head shyly.
“Very good.”
"I'm still short of money, do you have any?"
Goethe took the clothes and put them aside and asked.
"Yes, my brother just told me that he can give me another 5 million gold grams..."
"Hey, this dress fits me perfectly."
“Your craftsmanship is amazing!”
Without waiting for Margarida to finish speaking, Goethe put on his coat directly, then opened his arms and turned around in front of Margarida.
Margarida watched this scene, and once again she saw the deep affection in Goethe's eyes.
Involuntarily, Margarida lightly hit Goethe's chest.
"Okay, okay."
"I know you don't want to act with me anymore."
"After that, it's my turn to appear, right?"
The second daughter of the Tulip family sighed.
She knew that once she appeared on the stage, it would be the end.
after?
I guess it will be hard to see you again.
Even if we meet, it is unlikely that we will be as free as we are now.
At that time, she...
Behind her will stand a large group of people who will rely on her.
The self-pitying second daughter of the Tulip family did not notice the frustration on Goethe's face at all.
Did I not express myself clearly?
Goethe had a moment of self-doubt.
Just when he was about to explain, the second daughter of the Tulip family did not give Goethe any chance.
"Goethe, are we friends?"
"Can you give me a goodbye hug?"
"Don't say tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is not a good time."
After saying that, the second daughter of the Tulip family opened her arms and hugged Goethe.
There was no wait for Goethe to return the gift.
The second daughter of the Tulip family loosened her arms again.
Her face was flushed.
"Thank you, Goethe."
“You are such a good person.”
"See you tomorrow."
Having said these words, the second daughter of the Tulip family turned and left the box, leaving Goethe standing there in a daze.
After a few seconds, Goethe sat back on the sofa and murmured in a tone that was almost like a moan:
"My money!"
…
At nightfall, Fabol VII prepared to check the communication crystal as usual.
He needs to know the 'real news' through these crystals .
As for the family channel?
It's not unreliable.
It's just so wrong.
Most of the time, I don’t even know what to do in the kitchen.
So, for him, he trusts his own channels more.
These communication crystals were in the secret room of his bedroom - no one knew about it except himself.
"I'm going to take a break."
“Dinner tonight was good.”
“Hope the chefs keep it up.”
Fapol VII said to Porti.
It was King Fapol VII's custom to take a rest after dinner, and no one would doubt it.
Moreover, this time is not long.
Each time is about half an hour.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After Polti bowed, he followed closely.
When Fabol VII's door was tightly closed, Porti stood outside the door like a bodyguard.
Secretly, Fapol VII had six secret guards.
As always, they protected the safety of Fabol VII.
But today is a little different.
These secret guards, who were supposed to be vigilant, felt sleepy and drowsy.
The leader of the secret guards immediately noticed something was wrong and was about to shout out a warning, but before he could say anything, a vine entangled his entire body and broke his neck.
The patriarch of the Green Vine Family was brought out of the shadows by the patriarch of the Dark Lotus Family.
The two of them glanced at Porti, who had already fallen to the ground and was fast asleep in front of the door, and curled their lips at the same time, full of disdain.
clown!
The two patriarchs gave the same evaluation.
Then, the two of them gave a signal.
Immediately, the others who had been waiting for a long time began to act.
The process is much easier than you think.
Because they have been preparing for a long time.
Because they still have someone to respond to.
When Fapol VII walked out of the bedroom, he saw the sleeping Polti and the patriarchs of the Green Vine Family and the Dark Lotus Family standing there. The king was stunned at first.
Then he sighed.
"You chose to betray?"
Fapol VII asked.
"It's not betrayal."
“It’s about bringing order out of chaos.”
"That—your uncle admits it, too."
The patriarch of the Green Vine Family simply omitted the honorific title of "Your Majesty" and began to address him as "you".
The patriarch of the Dark Lotus Family had a wary look in his eyes.
The reason why Fabol VII was able to become the king of Fabol was not only because of his outstanding abilities, but also because of his outstanding strength - ten years ago, he was a transcendent of the second-level professional of Kambisin.
Ten years later?
Although it has not awakened again, it still cannot be underestimated.
What's more, no one can guarantee that Fapol VII has no backup plan.
It was just beyond the expectations of the patriarch of the Dark Lotus Family.
Fapol VII in front of him did not have any intention of resisting. Except for the sigh at the beginning, he just stood there with a calm face, not moving at all.
"Let's go?"
"It's not good for a loser like me to keep the winner waiting, right?"
Fapol VII asked.
"Don't worry."
"As long as you cooperate, we won't kill you."
"Although you will lose your freedom, you are still alive, right?"
The patriarch of the Green Ivy Family said this.
“Not bad!”
Fapol VII nodded.
Then, the two patriarchs walked in front and behind, with Fapol VII standing in the middle, and left in front of Fapol VII's bedroom.
About three minutes later, Porti, who was lying on the ground, opened one eye and looked around.
The next moment, he stood up and leaped into the bedroom of Fapol VII.
Fapol VII, who was completely unaware of this, stood in his study, looking at the old patriarch of the Tulip Family sitting in his seat and the five patriarchs of the Green Ivy, Lily, Thorn, Violet and Dark Lotus families behind him. Fapol VII smiled, and finally, his eyes fell on his uncle, the patriarch of the Rose Family, 'Hotmas'.
"Can you tell me why?"
Fapol VII asked.
"Why?"
"You're not ashamed to ask why?"
"You should ask yourself why, after you became king, the treatment of the nobles in Fapor plummeted, while the treatment of the common people improved."
"By the way, those ignorant and stupid people call this the 'Enlightenment'!"
Hotemas, the patriarch of the Rose Family questioned loudly.
“It will make Faber even better!”
Fabol VII frowned and explained.
"Fabol is better?"
"What does it have to do with us?"
"What we need is a better family!"
"If the family becomes weak, then Faber has no need to exist at all!"
Hotemas sneered.
"Without the support of the common people, the family will decline in the true sense, and Fabol will perish fundamentally. Our food, clothing and daily necessities are all produced by the common people. It is only natural to give them some of the status and wealth they deserve."
Fabol VII retorted.
"Imus, is this your mercy and kindness?"
"You have forgotten Faber's honor!"
"Our blood is honor!"
"Our strength is honor!"
"The common people of Fabol are nothing more than our slaves!"
"Slaves don't deserve status and wealth!"
The patriarch of the Rose family pointed at Fabol VII and shouted in a voice that sounded almost resentful:
"It's all you, Amos!"
"It's you who forced us to make a choice!"
"It's you who caused the Rose Family to lose power!"
"You are the sinner of the entire Rose family!"
"You still don't plead guilty?"
Fapol VII said nothing more.
The old patriarch of the Tulip family and the other five family patriarchs stood aside, full of gloating.
They are the initiators, participants and vested interests of the plan.
Now?
Nature is the recipient of the fruits of victory.
"Well, Amos, please admit your guilt to all the people of Faber. We will treat you with dignity... You will be imprisoned in Dulpi for the rest of your life."
"Respectable?"
"An old man once told me that you have to earn your own dignity."
“I’ve always believed that.”
"And the old guy also said that I couldn't get anyone's support."
"I didn't admit it."
"But now?"
"well."
Fapol VII looked at the seven people in front of him and sighed again.
These seven people are almost the top executives among Fabol’s top executives.
He originally thought that not everyone would be won over.
But facts told him that he was wrong.
He is too idealistic.
He was doomed to fail.
However, it was not a complete failure.
He was glad that he was just idealistic, not naive, and did not leave everything to others.
Fapol VII took a deep breath.
His eyes gradually became sharper.
"Have you ever heard the dragon's roar?"