Looking at the fill-in-the-blank questions in his field of vision, the corresponding answers instantly appeared in Goethe's mind.
However, he did not rush to give an answer, but returned the crystal to Black Sar.
"I'm sorry. I don't know."
Goethe said so.
"Yeah?"
"Even you who studied 'him' don't know."
'Black Sa' sighed.
"After all, I am just a 'folklore researcher' who is still studying. I am far behind my adoptive father. Accumulating strength takes time, and accumulating knowledge takes even more time."
Goethe shrugged his shoulders, as if admitting his own shortcomings.
"But your strength has already exceeded everyone's expectations."
'Heisa' sighed.
"That's why I lack knowledge. I'm not a talented person. I can only achieve something by focusing on one thing... two things?"
“That just drains my energy.”
After Goethe finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the ward.
"I 'll let ."
"I hope you can keep your promise."
“Same here.”
'Heisa' replied.
Then, only 'Heisa' and his daughter 'Little Lisa' were left in the ward.
Listening to the receding footsteps, a look of unwillingness emerged on Heisa's face.
“I didn’t fall for it!”
"As expected of Winchester's adopted son!"
'Heisa' muttered to himself.
"Well, what did mom fall for?"
Little Lisa, who had just woken up, asked curiously.
"Nothing, Lisa."
"Please call the nurse for me."
"I want to go through the discharge procedures."
'Heisa' smiled and comforted his daughter - now that she had been exposed, there was no need to stay here any longer. Moreover, the force field brought by those amulets here was too disgusting for her. Not only did it suppress her strength, making it impossible for her to move normally, it also made her feel the most powerless trembling from the bottom of her heart.
So, she hopes to leave here as soon as possible and return home.
Home?
That's right.
She temporarily accepted the "home" built by the man named "Ruth".
Just as she temporarily accepted the daughter named 'Little Lisa'.
As for how long?
That depends on how long it takes her to find the flaw.
"Okay, Mom."
Little Lisa didn't think too much about it. She ran quickly to the nurse's station.
But there was no one here.
Just one piece of paper.
It says:
Little Lisa:
I'm waiting for you downstairs, come quickly, I have prepared a surprise for you!
Susta
…
downstairs?
Little Lisa was startled and ran to the window involuntarily.
Then, I really saw Xiusta and the gift box in his hand.
There was a group of nurses standing nearby, waving at her.
Getting the gift and then conveying my mother's instructions to the nurse is killing two birds with one stone.
With this thought in mind, little Lisa ran downstairs and out of the nursing home.
"Lisa, guess what this is?"
Xiusta smiled.
Little Lisa stared at the gift and shook her head.
"Take it apart and have a look."
Xiusta continued.
Little Lisa immediately opened the gift, and the sleeping spray hidden inside sprayed out immediately.
puff!
Little Lisa's body swayed and she was hugged by Xiusta.
at the same time--
boom!
Boom boom boom!
There was a huge, peculiar explosion throughout the sanatorium.
Those amulets containing unique powers all exploded in a flash of light, and the special force field radiated throughout the sanatorium like a shock wave.
Just before the explosion, 'Black Sar' realized something was wrong.
But it was too late.
"Goethe Winchester, you don't keep..."
'Black Sa' shouted.
However, before he could finish his words, Black Sar was submerged by the shockwave of the special force field.
Her body shook continuously.
It ages and dries up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Eventually, it cracked and collapsed.
Card!
With a crisp sound, a huge crack appeared on the body of "Heisa", and the gears carrying the crystal that had just been swallowed were directly shattered.
The gears shattered in mid-air.
The crystal, with a touch of strange light, was caught by Goethe who was wearing gloves.
He wiped the crystal again with alcohol.
Looking at the 'Black Sar' that was gradually turning into pieces, Goethe said softly: "Just as you have ill intentions, I also have ill intentions towards you."
"Of course, I didn't break the contract."
"In the contract, you clearly wrote, 'From the moment I sign the contract, my crows, subordinates, friends, etc., cannot attack you until I break the contract.' I didn't break it."
"After all, I arranged everything before signing the contract."
After saying this, Goethe put the crystal in his pocket.
Never trust the words or actions of your enemies.
Even if the other party is forced into a desperate situation.
Even if the other party appears sincere.
After experiencing two incidents in his hometown 'club' where he almost died because of blind trust, Goethe already understood how to face enemies like 'Black Sampaoli'.
He could guarantee it if he had just solved the puzzle.
Then he will definitely fall into unpredictable danger.
Therefore, even if there were secrets left by the "Mad King", he simply chose to give up.
After all, this opportunity doesn't come once.
And now?
It's not the right time yet.
Flames gushed out of Goethe's hands.
call!
The billowing flames directly annihilated everything in the room.
There is not even a trace of the Black Sabre left.
Even after clearing the scene with fierce flames, Goethe was still not completely relieved.
The invisible 'Blood Crow Spirit' patrolled the entire place with a finely carved amulet. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he took out his pendulum.
"Does 'Black Sa' still have seeds?"
The pendulum rotates counterclockwise.
I asked several times and the answer was always the same.
Only at this point did Goethe feel relieved.
Facing such a cunning opponent, he will not be careless.
So, after leaving for a few minutes, he returned again.
Verify that there are no changes on site.
After confirming it with the pendulum, it was finally over.
"Is it over?"
In the stairwell, the fully armed An asked.
"I think so."
"At this stage, 'Heisa' has disappeared, but I can't guarantee that she will not appear later. She is a puppet created by 'Prophet George', and a lot of 'forbidden power' has been used. In addition, she has been constantly strengthening and evolving for more than two hundred years. It is difficult to guarantee that she has no tricks up her sleeve."
Goethe said it truthfully.
"What about little Lisa?"
Ann was worried.
She knew very well the position of Lisa, little Lisa, in Xiusta's heart.
Asking Xiusta to cooperate had almost brought the young policeman to collapse.
If anything happens again...
Xiusta will be devastated.
As a good friend, An doesn't want to see this happen.
"Put this on little Lisa, it will have some effect, and I'll think of a way later."
Goethe said as he handed the beautifully engraved amulet to An.
An was no stranger to this amulet.
She had a similar one on her.
No, it needs to be more refined.
It is carved from a very beautiful white stone and will give you a warm feeling when you wear it.
"Um."
"You now?"
"Take me to the North Suburbs Warehouse."
Goethe said so.
Once again, a group of items related to the Prophet George and his descendants were gathered there - this time they were exchanged with the bigwigs of Ancheng.
Even more than the first time.
Of course, the secretary copies he selected were also included.
On the way to the northern suburbs warehouse, Goethe leaned back in the back seat and took a short nap.
He has been sleep deprived lately.
Even with his 51.9 body weight, he couldn't handle it.
However, it was precisely because of this superhuman physique that Goethe was full of energy again after just a short rest of less than twenty minutes.
Ann was not surprised by this.
Because she has seen too much in recent times.
Goethe is like a knight who never gets tired and gallops on his horse every day.
Even if you seem to be on the verge of collapse, just take a deep breath and you will be full of energy again.
She understands this deeply.
"This one's for you."
Goethe suddenly reached out and pulled out a notebook and handed it to An who was parking the car.
"There's some knowledge in there."
"It can give you a better understanding of 'mystery' or... 'folklore'."
“And some really useful little tricks.”
"After I leave, remember to pack up the knowledge in the warehouse and take it away."
“That’s what we deserve.”
Goethe's words "we deserve it" made An, who was a little sad, smile.
"When will you be back?"
"uncertain."
"This time things have gotten big - there will be a lot of problems I need to solve. There are some guys who are always hiding in places you can't see. If you want to find them, you can't stay in their sight. You also need to hide, so that everyone will be on the same starting line."
Goethe explained as best he could.
"I can be the bait."
This is what An said.
She wanted Goethe to stay.
For this, she was willing to pay the price of her life.
"But I don't want to."
“I hope you can feel the brightness of the morning sun, I hope you can feel the tenderness of the evening breeze, I hope you can feel the brightness of the bright moon. When you feel the bright sunshine, the warmth it brings is my greetings to you; when you feel the tenderness of the evening breeze, the comfort it brings is my caress to you; when you feel the brightness of the bright moon, the comfort it brings is my longing for you.”
“Maybe we won’t be able to see each other for a long time.”
"But our hearts will always be together."
Goethe said, leaning forward.
After sucking for a long time, he turned around and got out of the car.
An didn't follow.
She watched Goethe enter the warehouse and prayed silently in her heart.
"Hope everything is OK."
…
Card!
The warehouse door closed behind him.
Goethe let out a long breath.
He's really not flirting.
He just said goodbye with emotion.
It's definitely not about flirting and then running away.
He is very responsible.
As long as I have enough ability, I will definitely come back.
Goethe quickly adjusted his mood and calmed himself down again. He looked at the things in front of him - basically, they were still daily utensils + strange objects.
There is also a section on weapons and armor.
But the number is not large.
However, there are more than enough [Bloody Honor] above.
Seven full portions.
After all, weapons and armor are the focus of casualties.
Next are everyday objects and strange objects.
Three more harvests.
However, among these three gains, the one that surprised Goethe the most was a pencil.
[Broken Pencil: As descendants of the Prophet George, many people would like to inherit the title of the Prophet Painter. The owner of this pencil is no exception. He works diligently and tries hard to paint everything he thinks is worth painting. However, during a field trip, he ignored the stone under his feet, fell down, and the pencil in his hand pierced his eyes...]
…
"Is this... the God of Death coming?"
"How unlucky is this?"
"This is a worse way to die than the guy who got hit in the anus by a spear."
Goethe read the introduction and couldn't help but complain.
Then, looking at the [Bloody Honor] which had reached 21, Goethe's mouth curled up.
You know, this is what was left after he consumed 10 portions of [Bloody Honor] and upgraded [Steinbeck Breathing Method].
21 copies of [Bloody Honor]!
It is enough for him to strengthen himself in all aspects again.
Thinking of this, Goethe looked to the other side of the warehouse.
There are two boxes here.
Each box contained the secret techniques that he had selected before.
Without further hesitation, Goethe began to read.
Time passes by every second.
Goethe's brows furrowed.
This was because, among the secret techniques he had carefully selected, the ones specifically targeting fire and lightning did not produce any reaction at all.
Instead, hints appeared in "Ancient Legend. Changchun", "Ancient Legend. Bloody Sky (Incomplete)", "Ancient Legend. One Successful Power" and "Ancient Legend. Not Lower Than Me".
"Is it because the levels of [Burning Hands] and [Voliber Breathing] are too high?"
Goethe thought so and looked at the "Ancient Legend. Changchun", "Ancient Legend. Blood Sky (Incomplete)", "Ancient Legend. One Success Power" and "Ancient Legend. Not Lower Than Me" that he could learn.
Goethe's brows, which had just relaxed, frowned again.
Because the [Bloody Honor] required for the four secret arts, "Ancient Legend. Changchun", "Ancient Legend. Bloody Sky (Incomplete)", "Ancient Legend. One-Success Power", and "Ancient Legend. Not Lower Than Me" was far beyond his imagination.
Three copies of "Ancient Biography. Changchun" are required.
Five copies of "Ancient Legend. Bloody Sky (Incomplete)" are required.
"Ancient Legend. One Success Power" and "Ancient Legend. Not Lower Than Me" are both 10 copies.
"this?"
Goethe, who had just felt rich, immediately felt poor.
After a little hesitation, Goethe first chose "Ancient Legend. Changchun" and "Ancient Legend. Blood Sky (Incomplete)".
This is already 8 copies of [Bloody Honor].
The remaining 13 copies he needed to prepare for his career advancement to 'Warrior'.
After all, when a first-level warrior is promoted to a second-level berserker, he must use an additional judgment of 5 copies of [Bloody Honor]. If any accidents occur, [Spirit Stone Stalactite] and [Jusye] also need [Bloody Honor] to make up for it, which is 12 copies.
Therefore, Goethe must retain enough [bloody honor].
Having made the choice, Goethe immediately did it -
[Changchun: This was one of the core secrets of a dynasty sect in the Eastern Federation hundreds of years ago. It is now incomplete and has become increasingly difficult to learn. It is considered a fallacy; but in fact, it still retains certain special effects.]
[Effect: Accelerate recovery by 10%. For every extra [Body] point, you will gain an extra 1-10 years of lifespan]
(Note 1: The additional volume is calculated by subtracting 1 from the current volume)
(Note 2: The extra life span is not constant and depends on the living environment and one's own status.)
(Note 3: This skill cannot be upgraded, but can be completed)
…
[Blood Hidden: One of the core secret arts of a royal family of a dynasty in the Eastern Federation hundreds of years ago. It has long been incomplete and lacks the most critical part, making it impossible to master. But you used special means to allow it to be mastered again. It has lost some of its original characteristics and also gained some new characteristics. It has become different.]
[Effect: The remaining curse in your bloodline is once again eliminated, and you become purer. At the same time, your bloodline is hidden in the 'Shadow of Destiny']
(Note 1: It is difficult for ordinary people to find you through divination)
(Note 2: When curses and bad luck face you, you will feel doubts)
(Note 3: This skill cannot be upgraded, but can be completed)
…
"Increase lifespan?"
"Cleansing the blood curse?"
Goethe looked at the introductions of [Changchun] and [Xueyin], was stunned at first, and then was overjoyed.
[Changchun] Needless to say, his talent [Slowness] requires the support of 'lifespan (time)'.
And [Blood Hidden]?
It also made Goethe feel a little relieved.
The bloodline related to the 'Mad King' never had a good ending.
Goethe had confirmed this.
And him?
It's really unfortunate.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he probably, should, might have some relationship with the 'Mad King'.
Therefore, Goethe became more cautious.
At this moment, the appearance of [Xueyin] gave Goethe more ideas.
"Maybe we should go to the Eastern Federation?"
He thought so, but it was impossible this time.
Because the time he can stay has entered the countdown.
Goethe did not hesitate, picked up the pen, and added a sentence in "Ancient Legend. Bloody Sky (Incomplete)" - If possible, and without threatening your own safety, please help me complete it as much as possible.
After writing, Goethe looked at the countdown and took out the crystal again.
He completed the names of the two teachers.
Everything changed right before my eyes.
He saw...
hiss!
It's an eyesore!
He knew that the 'Mad King' was an LSP, but he didn't expect that the 'Mad King' also had a hobby of photography.
It's really an eyesore.
Goethe covered his eyes with his fingers stretched wide apart.
He went through it frame by frame.
However, the opening credits were over very quickly.
The gloomy 'Mad King' appeared again.
He sat on the throne with a rare smile on his face.
"My descendants, you can see these pictures, which is enough to prove that those guys did not discover, or did not find the thing I left behind, or were discouraged by the 'opening'."
"Anyway, I succeeded."
"Well, halfway done."
The 'Mad King' said this while laughing loudly, appearing very happy.
Then, the other party immediately stopped smiling and said in a very serious tone -
"Remember not to trust any of your relatives, especially those who share the same blood as you."
"They are all..."
"traitor!"