Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 2: Testing!
In the first-class carriage, as the gunshots rang out, there was a loud shout -
"Don't move!"
"Robbery!"
"I'll beat anyone who screams again to death!"
The threatening voice, the revolver in his hand and the body of the train guard on the ground silenced everyone in the first-class carriage. Then, the leading robber immediately winked at his men.
The three of them walked towards the special carriage.
The remaining two men held double guns to intimidate the passengers, and their eyes were always fixed in the direction of the special carriage.
With the help of the eyes of the [Blood Raven Spirit], Goethe saw everything.
"Here comes trouble."
He sighed.
There was no doubt that the robber in front of him was coming for him.
This train from Rust to Halest is not running in the desert. There are towns around it for supplies, and there are patrol police along the way to maintain law and order. Moreover, there are no valuable items being transported on the train.
Simply put, it is not suitable for robbery.
What's more, the three people in front of me didn't act like it.
How could the robbers be so obedient once they took control of the carriage?
Not only did he not pay any attention to the passengers' belongings, he also looked nervously in the direction of the first-class carriage.
On the second day on the train, Goethe knew that he was the only one in the entire first-class carriage.
So, these robbers came for him.
As for which force it is?
Goethe didn't know.
There are too many people in the 'Church of Flesh and Blood', within the 'Secret Keeper', and in the North, especially the latter, who don't want to see him.
You know, Lord Scrooge has children.
Now someone suddenly comes to share the inheritance, what do you think these children will think? What will they do?
Of course, I hope Goethe disappears on the road.
The three armed robbers carefully approached the carriage where Goethe was. They raised their revolvers, obviously intending to fire a round of volleys to test the reaction of those in the carriage.
However, they didn't wait to pull the trigger.
An invisible figure passed over their necks.
Puff, puff, puff!
The agile, fast and invisible [Blood Crow Spirit] easily got a triple kill.
The three robbers covered their necks, widened their eyes and fell to the ground.
The remaining two robbers who had been keeping an eye on this place immediately started yelling.
"If Goethe Wein doesn't want these people to die, just come out!"
One of them yelled.
Such a specific and pointed shout naturally confirmed Goethe's previous guess.
These people came just for him.
[Blood Raven Spirit] passed through the door of the corridor, but did not attack immediately. Instead, it hovered in the air, allowing Goethe to clearly see a figure leaping out of the crowd.
The figure was light and elegant, yet murderous. The movements were like dancing, and the two robbers were kicked before they could react.
Bang, bang!
With a muffled thud, the two robbers fell to the ground. Not only did bloody holes appear on their chests, but their faces also turned purple rapidly.
The figure that fell to the ground tapped its heel lightly, and the narrow blade that protruded from the front of the shoe immediately retracted.
The sudden attack and the corpses caused the crowd to exclaim again.
A middle-aged man with a nervous expression took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at the passenger who had just suddenly attacked, but a revolver got there first and hit the back of the middle-aged man's head.
"Sir, I advise you not to act rashly."
"Otherwise, my hands are shaking and I might fire accidentally."
Amidst the teasing voice, a clean-faced man in his early 30s stood up. After greeting the previous passengers, he muttered in a low voice: "I knew there must be a hidden guy, right? There is obviously something wrong with the positions of the two of them. There are many blind spots. Unless there is one more person here, there is no way to control the entire carriage."
"But they are obviously rookies. Among the guys I arrested, only rookies would rob a train with just guns, without even a bit of explosives."
Bang!
The previous passenger knocked out the kidnapper hiding among the passengers with a knife, and then pulled off the kidnapper's windbreaker, which was obviously a bit inappropriate.
When the explosives inside were revealed, the man with the gun turned pale.
"I knew it would be dangerous!"
"I shouldn't have followed!"
"I should have stayed in Lust!"
The gunman's voice was filled with tears.
"waste."
The passenger in a cloth skirt and veil commented on her companion like this, then, ignoring her companion's nagging, turned around and walked towards the special carriage.
At this point, there is naturally no need to hide.
Besides, she was fed up with the hard beds in the first-class carriage.
She wanted a soft bed and a separate bathroom, preferably with hot water.
The conductor behind him finally came to his senses and blew the whistle hard.
Drop! Drop!
Amid the piercing whistle, the conductor, who had just shrunk his head and dared not say a word, shouted loudly: "Hurry up and keep an eye on this guy, and deal with the body immediately. Pay attention to the crows on the roof, and don't let them damage the body - damn, where did these crows come from? Sure enough, crows bring bad luck, which is why we have suffered these misfortunes!"
At the conductor's shout, the two men pushed open the door of the first-class carriage.
Goethe sat in the first-class carriage, looking at Sheila and Swart who came in, and was not surprised.
In fact, on the first day, Goethe discovered the two people when he used the [Spirit of Blood Crow] to scout.
Even if they were pretending.
However, in the eyes of acquaintances, the two were still too conspicuous.
However, what surprised Goethe was that Swart, who had a big beard, looked very young after shaving his beard. He also had a fair face. He could not be called handsome, but he was not ugly either.
Even, there is a little bit of bookish air.
"I grew a beard to make my career as a sheriff smoother."
"After all, there are too many people who judge people by their appearance nowadays."
When Swart saw Goethe, he immediately started smiling.
Immediately, the bookish air disappeared, and a sense of vulgarity began to emerge.
"Have you discovered us?"
Xila asked with a stern look on her face.
"No, I just discovered it."
Goethe denied it.
He would never admit that he thought the butter cookies tasted better after seeing Sheila chewing the bread.
Xila looked at Goethe, and Goethe responded calmly.
"Look, I told you, as long as we stay in the first-class carriage and don't go to the special-class carriage, even Goethe won't find us!"
"Damn robbers!"
"If it weren't for them, we wouldn't have been able to follow into the North smoothly!"
After confirming that there was no problem with her plan, Sheila immediately looked at Swart with pride.
Swart: ...
She must be a fool!
How could such a person possess extraordinary powers?
Could it be that fools have good fortune?
Swart thought to himself, but for his own safety, the sheriff did not say it out loud.
"Why did you follow me?"
Goethe asked.
"I'm not safe in Lust without you."
Swart said so.
Ever since he learned that the high priest of the 'Church of Flesh and Blood' might not be dead, the sheriff has been restless, even though Morey promised that he would protect him.
Believe in Morey?
Forget it!
He knows some things about Morey.
It’s not that Morey didn’t work hard enough, but the harder Morey worked, the more likely accidents would happen.
So, Swart decided to save himself.
Then, subconsciously, I thought of Goethe.
Then, the sheriff prepared to go to the north with Goethe.
In the eyes of the sheriff, the North is very dangerous, even more dangerous than Rooster, but with Goethe around, the sheriff believes that the danger can be averted.
After all, Goethe had managed to escape danger and remain safe and sound every time before.
The sheriff's inexplicable confidence in Goethe made the choice he made at this moment.
Of course, there is one more thing: intuition!
That natural intuition made the sheriff feel that he could only survive by following Goethe.
And Sheila?
"We are friends, and I am worried about you."
"Besides, we were afraid that you would refuse, so we followed you secretly."
Goethe rolled his eyes as he listened to the words of this lady with multiple identities.
Compared to Swart's honesty, Sheila undoubtedly lied.
The other party was not worried about him, but about the 'Mad King's legacy' he promised.
Seeing the other party pulling his sleeve with one hand, looking aggrieved but not daring to say anything, just worried about his poor acting skills, Goethe did not expose the other party. He sat on the sofa, looked at the two of them and asked -
"Do you know what we're facing?"
"Know!"
"The crazy revenge of those heirs to the Northern Territory!"
Sheila raised her hand first to answer.
This lady with multiple identities is proving herself.
"Sheila, where is your teacher?"
Goethe asked suddenly.
"He has passed away."
Xila looked sad, then she reacted, she blinked and looked at Goethe and asked, "Why are you asking my teacher?"
"It's okay, I just think you're lucky."
Goethe had a point.
Then, without waiting for Sheila to look again, he looked at Swart.
"Those guys are testing me, right?"
"The real opponent may appear soon!"
Swart analyzed it, and then, when Goethe nodded in agreement, the sheriff immediately said, "Why don't we run? Let's take another route to Halest!"
Goethe nodded and glanced at Swart.
Swart immediately laughed awkwardly.
The sheriff thought he had just said the wrong thing.
But what was unexpected was that Goethe did not refute, but instead -
"How to run?"
"continue."
After hearing Goethe's words, the sheriff became excited and immediately began to fully describe his plan.
Goethe did not listen to Swart's plan in detail.
He just looked at the two of them.
Swart is really outspoken.
Sheila really dared to listen.
These two people,
One is a fool who is 'lucky' but complacent.
One is a coward who has a decent brain but only wants to run away.
if……
If I become the 'bait', I should be able to catch a lot of people, right?
Especially that fool, if used well, it might have miraculous effects.
Immediately, Goethe's gaze towards the two of them softened.
Swart, who was excitedly talking about his plan, noticed Goethe's gentle eyes and shuddered immediately - he had seen similar eyes before, and every time Goethe showed such a look, someone would be in trouble.
This time...
It can't be me?
Swart guessed in his heart.
Goethe turned his head and looked out the car window.
The train had already stopped by now.
A patrol of 50 people appeared next to the train.
However, this patrol is not a police patrol.
But...
army!
The leading officer noticed Goethe's gaze and immediately gave him a cold smile. Then, he raised his right hand, raised his thumb and slowly stroked it across his neck.
Goethe smiled.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the sofa.
The next moment——
The flock of crows that had been standing quietly on top of the train took off into the air.
