On the inland sea, the waves rolled endlessly, bringing up waves.
The white waves still showed a faint white color in the night. In the distance, Fapore's ship was slowly sinking and people were shouting loudly.
But the sound seemed to stop.
Not just human voices!
And the sound of the waves!
When that peek appeared, Goethe felt that everything was still.
The peek was fleeting.
In an instant, everything returned to normal.
But Goethe's hair stood on end.
It's like walking alone in a quiet woods late at night and suddenly a poisonous snake jumps out of the bushes. It's not only dangerous but also deadly.
However, this gaze was not directed at him!
But it is the [Dragon Blood Crystal] in his hand.
No!
To be more precise...
Fabol VII!
Goethe was thoughtful.
At this time, the Archduke, who had been hiding in the dark, walked out from the shadows, questioned Goethe with his eyes, and after confirming that Goethe was fine, he made a covert gesture and walked towards Simlek.
"I'll leave this to Enmulai Ke for now."
"Simreke, Goethe, come back to Xiongbao with me."
After the Grand Duke said this, he disappeared in a flash.
Simlaik followed quickly.
Goethe, who had already received the Grand Duke's signal, walked up to Margarida Mag.
"Do you want revenge?"
Goethe asked softly.
"think."
Margarida Mag nodded immediately.
"If you want, follow me!"
Goethe said and turned away.
Margarita Mag followed immediately.
Enmlai K, who was standing on the other side of the dock with the Grand Duke's Guards, sighed with regret.
"Goethe is still too soft-hearted."
"If you give me the words..."
"If I give it to you, what will you do?"
Gejier K, who had disappeared for several days, came over.
"Of course, I will firmly control Margarida Mag, and then... kill all the Fabol nobles here - their property and resources will all fall into my pocket, and I will issue a statement that the property in Fabol that belongs to them is also mine."
The Grand Duke's second son said this and sighed again.
"Believe it or not, if you dare to do this, your father will definitely break your legs."
Gejiel K rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"I'll do this even if it means breaking my legs."
"Unfortunately, the key person is not me, but Goethe. And Goethe?"
"My brother again... ah!"
The Grand Duke's second son sighed repeatedly.
However, the Grand Duke's second son soon came to his senses.
He looked at his other brother.
"How are you handling your affairs?"
“It’s basically fine.”
This is what Gejiel K answered.
"What do you mean basically there is no problem?"
"Just say that if there are no accidents, there will be no problem."
"What about an accident?"
Enmlai.K frowned and his face became serious.
When it comes to his family, the second son of the Grand Duke is always extra serious.
He knew about Gejiel K's troubles.
Not a small inconvenience.
It's a huge trouble.
"If something unexpected happens, I will go to the underground tomb of Xiongbao by myself and let my ancestors take care of me. If it doesn't work out... I will hit my head against the ancestor's coffin and end my life."
Gajeel said nonchalantly.
The third son of the Grand Duke did it on purpose.
He wanted the atmosphere to be more relaxed.
However, just after he finished speaking, he found that his brother's brows were frowned even more tightly, and there was a little strange expression on his face.
In an instant, the third son of the Grand Duke thought of something.
"Well, you don't want to...?"
"Um."
"My problem is much more serious than yours. That kind of power is not only corroding my body, but also trying to pollute my will. Therefore, I am also considering whether to choose to end my life in the ancestral mausoleum under the Bear Castle. At the very least, I won't hurt you... But I feel that I can still hold on for a while."
The Grand Duke's second son did not hide anything and nodded.
It’s different from facing your own father or elder brother.
When facing Gajir, Enmlai would not hide anything.
Not only because their situations are similar.
Also, his father and brother had such a heavy burden to bear that his problem was not worth mentioning at all.
"Yes, hold on for a while longer."
"When those guys show up, we'll give them a good beating."
"'them'?"
“Bullshit!”
Gejier echoed, his voice gradually getting lower and lower, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"No matter who 'they' are, I am sure I can keep 'them' here. What do you think, Gajir?"
"Just help me."
Enmlai Ke patted his brother's shoulder with a smile.
Gajeel rolled his eyes again.
"It's not certain who helps whom!"
"Anyway, Goethe is here. With Goethe here, my elder brother won't suffer any loss in trivial matters anymore. He can even reach the same realm as our father more quickly. By then, with the protection of our father and elder brother, Goethe's talent will definitely allow him to enter the realm of 'Legend'. If the North has three 'Legends', it will basically be safe."
Gajeel said so.
"Three 'Legends'?"
"Not enough..."
"I think we can go a step further - don't 'they' call themselves the Black Hand of the World, the Dark Curtain?"
"What do you think of 'their' strength?"
As Enmleike spoke, he pointed in the direction of Faber.
"You want to?"
Gajeel narrowed his eyes.
"The war should be kept away from the North."
Enmlai Ke laughed.
"yes!"
"Not only should the flames of war be kept away from the North, 'their' property should also be left in the North!"
Gajeel nodded.
Then, the two brothers looked at each other and smiled, making the final decision in their hearts.
At this moment, in the Bear Castle, the Archduke, Simlek and Goethe were sitting together.
"This is George VI's back-up plan!"
"This bastard had contact with Fapol VII ten years ago... no, it should be even earlier, and came up with the current plan. Fapol VII was deceived and most likely knew about 'them', but not completely."
“So, we have the current situation.”
"Let me think about it!"
"Given the behavior of that bastard George VI, he would have reminded Faber VII to be careful of 'them', but in the corners that Faber VII could find, he would have placed 'them' that were stronger than ordinary 'legends', but not as strong as 'legends' that could 'transform into dragons'."
"This damn bastard!"
At this point, the Grand Duke curled his lips and cursed.
"The gaze from before was 'them'?"
Goethe asked as if to confirm.
"Um."
"It should be 'they'."
"'They' had targeted Fabol VII , but they didn't expect such an accident to happen."
The Archduke nodded in confirmation.
"Is Goethe going to be alright?"
Simlaik asked.
"No."
"'They' will not think that they have been discovered by a mere third-level professional. Their attention will definitely be drawn to Fabol VII, and they will choose reasonable means to deal with Fabol VII."
The Archduke shook his head.
"How to deal with it?"
Goethe asked about the key point.
"It's nothing more than winning over and destroying."
"But according to the plan of that bastard King George VI, his attempt to win him over will definitely fail."
"Then all that remains is annihilation."
The Archduke sighed.
"Eliminate?"
"so……"
"Margarita?"
Goethe frowned and looked at the Archduke. Just now, when the Archduke signaled him to bring Margarida back, Goethe had made some guesses, but he was still surprised when it was confirmed.
The hatred between the Rose Family and the Tulip Family has long been irreconcilable.
So what could have made the death of Fabol VII, who came from the Rose Family, legitimate?
Naturally, it was the Tulip Family who took action.
Then Margarida Mag is the most suitable one.
It is also the most reasonable.
However, Margarita Mag's strength...
Um?
The North!
Ke family!
Margarida Magg's strength is insufficient, but she has a close relationship with the Ke family in the North. Once the North is dragged into the water, everything will be different.
Not only could he successfully kill Fapol VII.
It can also detect the Grand Duke's true strength.
Subconsciously, Goethe raised his head and looked at the Archduke.
"Just as you think, Goethe."
"Those guys won't let go of this opportunity."
"Father, let's take the initiative!"
Simlaik suddenly spoke.
"Let's take 'em out!"
The eldest son of the Grand Duke said in a deep voice.
“I want to, too!”
“But it’s too difficult!”
"Until now, we don't know who 'they' are, or even how many there are. The only clue was something I accidentally discovered when I was tracking down George VI."
"If I hadn't looked through some of my ancestors' notes, I would have thought that this was a trap set by George VI."
"In fact, that's what he wanted to do."
"But I'm lucky."
"But we can't always rely on luck."
The Grand Duke shook his head and rejected his eldest son's proposal.
"The best thing we can do now is to delay time..."
"It will take a certain amount of time for those guys to contact Fapol VII. According to George VI's plan, Fapol VII will definitely delay time without realizing it. This is our chance."
"During this time, I will find that bastard King George VI."
"Then……"
"Form an alliance with him!"
When the Grand Duke expressed his thoughts, his eldest son was stunned, but Goethe suddenly understood.
"Not only are we alone, but we also lack information."
"It is necessary to get him to join the group."
"And Skiffens Steinbeck, too."
"He will also be our ally."
"certainly!"
"There are also countries like Rudes, Yatuk, and Lidar. I don't believe that some of the guys in these countries who know the inside story are willing to sit and wait for death. I will try my best to unite with them."
The Grand Duke added.
Afterwards, the Grand Duke reminded him of some minor precautions.
When Goethe walked out of the Grand Duke's room, his face was solemn.
He felt the pressure again.
The feeling of oppression is stronger than before.
"My life is so miserable! I have only had a few days of peace and quiet."
"Why do such troubles always find me?"
Goethe asked himself.
The answer?
Of course not.
Maybe it's fate?
Maybe it's personality?
or……
Is it simply not strong enough?
Goethe attributed it to the latter.
call!
He took a deep breath and made a slight adjustment to his next plan - the 'Anchor World' became dangerous, and he needed to go to the 'Secret World' to gain more powerful strength.
Simlai Ke on the side seemed to have made up his mind as well.
"Goethe."
"Um?"
Goethe looked at Simlek.
"I need to be away for about 1-2 weeks. You will take care of the house for the time being."
"One to two weeks?"
"Understood."
Goethe nodded immediately.
He looked at the determination in Simlaik's eyes and guessed what Simlaik was going to do.
Promoted to 'Legend'!
Simlai Ke also felt the oppression.
Naturally, a breakthrough is needed.
Simlek patted Goethe on the shoulder and turned away.
His steps are firm and his figure moves forward.
Goethe watched Simlaik leave until his figure completely disappeared, then he turned around and walked towards his room.
In the room, Margarida Mag sat there, looking sad and slightly absent-minded.
Although the second daughter of the Tulip family is somewhat similar to Sheila in nature, she is smarter than Sheila when she is in her silly state. She knows very well why her brother said that before he died.
The Tulip Family is finished!
The Tulip people in Faber should have been killed or injured!
Otherwise, her brother would not let her seek refuge in the North!
Margarida Mag has always known what her family wants to do.
But she was avoiding it.
She always considered herself a woman.
She just needed to marry into a good family according to her father and family's ideas and bring more help to the family, but when the time came, she realized that she didn't want to do that.
So she ran away.
Could it be that my escape caused the family to fail?
This thought came to Margarida Mag's mind involuntarily.
The second daughter of the Tulip family fell into a state of considerable self-blame.
After all, she still has an inseparable affection for her father and brother.
People.
It's always so contradictory.
Both heartless and affectionate.
Some are loyal, while others are fickle.
You can even be unfaithful and still be loyal and devoted in every relationship, and let your offspring sigh, "Why are they all my sisters?"
But what is the reality?
They are not my sisters.
Perhaps life is made up of complexity and contradictions.
Margarida Magg's current situation is similar.
More than once she had wished that the Tulip family would disappear.
She thought that as long as the Tulip family disappeared, she would be happy.
But has the Tulip Family really disappeared?
All she was left with was emptiness and helplessness.
When Goethe pushed the door open, he roughly understood Margarida Mag's condition.
"You think you caused all this?"
Goethe asked.
Margarida Magg didn't say anything, which was considered as her agreement.
"Oh, woman, you think too highly of yourself."
Goethe sneered, lifted up Margarida Mag's chin, and said with contempt.
"Who do you think you are?"
"You're not as important as you think!"
"Self-righteous woman!"
Goethe pinched Margarida Mag's chin and his tone became colder.
Margarida Magg, whose chin was pinched, wanted to refute, but her chin and cheeks were pinched so tightly that she couldn't say anything. After trying several times, she finally...
He cried out loudly!
When Margarida Mag started crying, Goethe let go of her hand and took Margarida Mag into his arms.
There are no words.
No words are needed at this time.
Action is the best.
" Goethe your hand, your hand."
Margarida Mag, who was sobbing, suddenly looked up with tears in her eyes and said.
"oh?"
“It becomes second nature.”
Goethe answered quite naturally.
As for the hands?
Once a habit becomes second nature, then we should continue to get used to it.
Margarida Magg blushed and began to struggle - humming as the main means of struggle, with slightly twisting her body as an aid, and finally, she chose to bury her head in Goethe's chest.
She is ready.
Or rather...
She didn't know if she was ready.
She just wants to find someone to rely on.
Just then, Goethe appeared.
As it happens, Goethe is not annoying.
As it happens, Goethe was quite good-looking.
exactly……
Margarida Mag found too many reasons to convince herself, but in a word, she chose to accept it.
only--
"Since I tried my best to comfort you, can you lend me 3000w gold?"
Goethe asked in an increasingly gentle voice.
Margarita Mag: ???
She's all ready!
Suddenly say this?
Is it suitable?
Is it reasonable?
Margarida Mag raised her head and looked at Goethe with eyes filled with anger.
At this moment, the second daughter of the Tulip family no longer cared about her usual elegance and self-control, and a swear word came out of her mouth.
"Goethe Wein, I XXXXX!"
“Hmm…”
"Since you've scolded me like that, can you give me some more Jinke?"
Goethe asked this question after thinking about it.
"You bastard!"
"Let me go!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"Let me go!"
Margarida Mag struggled again, and this time it was a real struggle. She not only grabbed and stepped on people, but also bit them.
"Tsk, we are discussing this, why are you so impatient?"
"At worst, I don't need to add any more. It's just 3000w gold grams."
Goethe said seriously.
"3000w gold?"
"No!"
“Not even a penny… oops!”
While Margarida Mag was still speaking, Goethe suddenly let go. The second daughter of the Tulip family, who was already struggling, immediately fell to the side. Goethe stood by and watched, with no intention of helping her up.
Instead, he just watched the second daughter of the Tulip Family flip sideways and stand firmly.
Well, the second daughter of the Tulip family wears a skirt.
“Why do you wear pants under a skirt?”
"That's not ladylike behavior."
Goethe sighed.
"Is it your business?"
Margarida Mag glared and kicked Goethe.
Goethe grabbed the other person's ankle and sighed.
"Kicking someone is not a ladylike behavior."
As Goethe spoke, he took two steps back. Margarida Mag immediately jumped up and moved forward as Goethe pulled her, and then moved back as Goethe pushed her.
Goethe thought for a moment, then gently kicked the sole of Margarida Mag's foot, and pulled with his hand that was holding her ankle.
Immediately, Margarida Mag was put in a split position.
When practicing martial arts, Margarida Mag had made this pose more than once.
But it was different from his usual calmness.
At this time, Margarida Mag was full of shyness, anger, and a little bit of indescribable... excitement.
"let go!"
"Is this what a gentleman does?"
Margarida Mag scolded.
"gentleman?"
Goethe smiled and raised his hand to lift up Margarida Mag's leg.
As the angle changes, the splits immediately become more prominent.
However, just as Goethe was about to lift Margarida Magg's leg above her head, Margarida Magg disappeared.
Teleport!
The secret art of the Tulip family bloodline.
In other words, awakening talent.
The next moment, Margarida Mag appeared in the corner of the room, with the rapier named "Flower Core" in her hand.
A long sword also appeared in Goethe's hand.
It was the sword that Hodis had given him.
Named——
【Blood Slaughter Blade】!
[Blood-Slaying Blade: This is a treasure inherited by the Hoddis family. When Hoddis inherited it, the former treasure had already lost its brilliance. Its name was unknown. Its sharp edge was hidden in the scabbard. Only when it was late at night and everyone was asleep would Hoddis pull it out and wipe it carefully, and tell it about his sorrow. The originally dim blade became even dimmer. It did not need these.]
[Effects: 1, Slashing Blade; 2, Blood Blade; 3, Bloodthirsty; 4, Blood Domain; 5, Desire for Killing]
[Slashing Blade: The Blood Slaughter Blade has a sharp edge. When facing weapons and armor with a defense level lower than the "Strong" level, it will produce cutting and piercing effects.]
[Blood Blade: When the Blood Blade is bathed in the enemy's blood, blood will cover the blade edge, and its sharpness will be increased by one level again, reaching the 'Ferocious' level]
[Bloodsucking: Continuous killing will make the Blood Slaughter Blade devour blood, restore the sword holder's physical strength, and make it stronger and sharper. When it reaches the extreme, the Blood Slaughter Blade will increase its own level.]
[Blood Domain: The blade of the Blood Slaughter Blade will vibrate, dragging the surrounding enemies into the illusion of a sea of ​​blood and corpses. It takes a judgment of 'heart' to get rid of it. If it is impossible to get rid of it, it will arouse the desire to kill, regardless of friend or foe, and kill crazily until exhaustion.]
[Desire to Kill: When the user holds the Blood Slaughter Blade, they will automatically conduct a 'heart' judgment. If the 'heart' judgment fails, they will have an uncontrollable desire to kill.]
(Note 1: The scabbard of the Bloody Blade helps to curb the desire to kill. When the Bloody Blade is sheathed, the desire to kill will not arise)
(Note 2: After the Blood Slaughter Blade is unsheathed, the "heart" is judged as 3, and the judgment difficulty will not increase with the increase of holding time)
(Mark 3: Originated from the secret realm, can be brought into the secret realm freely)
…
Buzz!
The [Bloody Blade] in the scabbard at Goethe's waist trembled the moment Goethe grasped it.
Even though the scabbard was still there, the sound still reached Margarida Mag's ears clearly.
Joyful and bloodthirsty.
And, can't wait.
A horrifying scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in her eyes. Although it disappeared the next moment, the mountain of countless corpses and the scarlet blood like a river still frightened Margarida Mag.
Does Goethe really want to kill me?
Margarida Mag couldn't help but think.
Then……
She silently sheathed her sword.
"Can't you afford to play?"
"I'm kidding."
Margarita Mag said so.
Goethe continued to smile, his hand not leaving the hilt of the sword.
Margarida Mag immediately added.
"You said you wanted to borrow 3000w gold, so I can consider it..."
"How can I not have fun?"
"Of course I know you're joking."
"We are friends."
Goethe immediately let go of the hilt of the sword, walked to Margarida Magg with a smile on his face, took her hand, and was about to say something else, but Margarida Magg spoke first.
"You have to tell me how to get revenge!"
"You just said, I'll come with you, and you'll tell me."
"certainly!"
Goethe smiled first, then looked at Margarida Mag with a serious expression.
"But before that, I have a question for you."
"you……"
"Are you afraid of death?"
The second daughter of the Tulip family frowned and thought for a moment.
With an extremely solemn expression, he nodded and answered in a resounding voice:
"Afraid!"