Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 3: Town
The unknown fell from the sky.
The disaster arrived as expected.
Blackness enveloped the side of the train.
A moment later, scarlet bloomed.
The officer who had just raised his hand to make a throat-slitting gesture towards Goethe had not yet put his hand down when his eyes were blinded by a crow, and then his neck was cut by the [Blood Crow Spirit] hidden in it.
The sudden attack and the immediate death of the commander threw the patrol team into chaos.
Bang, bang, bang!
Sporadic gunshots were heard, followed by special care from the [Blood Crow Spirit].
After several times, the other members of the patrol team learned their lesson and no longer dared to shoot at random. They waved their arms to drive away the crows while protecting their faces and began to evacuate.
In less than five minutes, the patrol was scattered and fled.
Everyone looked at the scene in amazement.
The train conductor was especially at a loss.
In the first-class carriage, Goethe raised his hand to draw the curtains, then turned back and picked up the notes on the coffee table.
"Aren't you going to say anything?"
Sheila couldn't help but ask.
"say what?"
Goethe looked at Sheila in surprise.
"Those crows!"
Xila emphasized, as if to say, "Don't lie to fools."
"They are innocent."
Goethe said with great certainty.
After all, he was the instigator.
And him?
It's also for self-protection.
When this patrol team appeared, Goethe could be sure that this patrol team was in the same group as the six robbers before, otherwise they would not have appeared so timely.
It is obvious that he is planning to respond.
It was successful, and six robbers were taken away under the pretext of arrest.
Failed?
Naturally, they accused him of being an accomplice of the robbers.
Then, taken away in the name of censorship.
As for the result?
That goes without saying.
The other party had bad intentions from the beginning to the end.
Moreover, this is probably not the first time the other party has done this.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so unscrupulous.
The only pity is that the other party did not expect to encounter "larger numbers" of enemies - under normal circumstances, even if they occasionally encounter "superhumans", the other party can still gain the upper hand by relying on their numbers.
Especially the military uniform, which is like a talisman.
There are always some people in the world who think they are great, but they will not realize that their greatness is only due to the glory forged with the blood of their ancestors.
They were bathed in light.
Over time,
They think they are the glory.
Then, the light gradually dimmed.
"well!"
Goethe suddenly sighed.
"Goethe... Isn't this the appetizer?"
Swart, who was already very nervous, swallowed his saliva immediately after hearing the sigh and asked cautiously.
Compared to the fool Sheila, the coward Swart can obviously see more.
Almost instantly, I figured out what this patrol team was doing here.
because……
He's done this before.
Still several times.
And those who were bullied by him ended up with nothing good happening to them.
So, he knew very well what would have happened to them if Goethe had not taken action just now.
Unlike him, who is mainly after money.
These guys are deadly.
The sheriff's back felt wet at the thought of this.
Looking at Swart who was looking at him pitifully, Goethe smiled.
“It’s just an appetizer.”
"and……"
"You're already at the table. You can't escape."
Goethe said half-seriously .
Swart's face turned pale, and he sat on the sofa beside him and began to shiver.
"waste!"
Sheila commented.
Swart wanted to say something in rebuttal, but in the end, nothing came out.
He doesn't want to either.
But he was really scared.
"Goethe, what are your plans?"
Xila came closer again, stretched out her fingers to pull Goethe's sleeve, and asked like a spoiled child.
But Goethe was not moved at all.
It’s not that Xila isn’t pretty enough.
It’s not like the acting is not like that.
But when Goethe had preconceivedly put the other person in the role of a fool, and the other person tried to flirt with him with his good-looking appearance, Goethe always couldn't help but think of the Husky looking straight at him.
wrong!
Not Erha!
She doesn’t have Erhu’s furry, straightforward and silly feeling.
It's a bit like...
While Goethe was thinking of a more appropriate description, Sheila was showing her charm as always. She bent slightly, showing her waistline and long legs, and raised her hand to pass over her neck and place it on the hairpin decorated with feathers.
This action seemed to strike Goethe like lightning.
An idea suddenly occurred to him and he blurted it out.
"Shoebill!"
After saying this "adjective", Goethe nodded very seriously. The more he looked at Sheila, the more he thought she looked like - at most, a good-looking shoebill!
Sheila's body froze.
She didn't know what a shoebill was.
But she knew it wasn't a good thing.
"Go to hell, you bastard!"
Xila screamed in her heart. She really wanted to pierce four or five holes in Goethe's body with a dagger, but she didn't dare to do so. She still needed to rely on Goethe to obtain the knowledge of the 'Mad King's Legacy'...
etc!
Does this guy not want to share the knowledge of the 'Mad King's Legacy' with me, so he is deliberately provoking me?
Thinking of this, Xila crossed her arms across her chest, a light flashing in her eyes.
It looks like there is only one truth.
Why don't you say it?
She won't say it!
Exposing Goethe would do her no good; instead, it would make Goethe change his strategy. She had to endure silently until the day when she got the "Knowledge of the Mad King".
"What associations has she made?"
Looking at Xila's wise eyes, Goethe raised his eyebrows.
But he didn't say anything more.
The conductor's footsteps were heard in the corridor.
"Dear guest, I am sorry to have delayed your trip."
"Because of an accident, we need to rest for one night in a nearby town. Please move."
"Of course!"
"All necessary expenses will be borne by us!"
The conductor said respectfully.
Goethe did not refuse this.
The robbers before and the patrol after, as well as the numerous corpses, made it impossible for the train to continue moving forward.
And the guy who made the tentative move should receive news from here soon.
What will the other party do?
If it were him, he would definitely think about defeat before thinking about victory.
Continuous failures do not trouble him.
Instead, it will lead the other party into the next trap.
Moreover, it is far more deadly than before.
so……
"The other party will also set up in the town!"
Goethe guessed, looking at Swart.
Suddenly, a bad premonition appeared in the sheriff's heart.
The next moment——
"Swart, I need you to rush to Harest overnight and find the current 'Secret Keeper', the Northern Branch Chief, Credor, and inform him of everything that happened here."
"Then, let this branch director bring some people to support us!"
Goethe said.
Swart wanted to refuse, but when he saw Goethe's unquestionable gaze, he could only nod and agree.
The sheriff grabbed some food and water, climbed out of the window of the carriage, and disappeared to the side of the train during the chaos.
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"Can this coward do it?"
"Otherwise, I'll go!"
Xila volunteered.
Goethe remained silent.
Guess why I chose the coward instead of you?
Goethe said this after complaining in his heart.
"You have your mission."
"Yeah?"
"What mission?"
Sheila's attention was immediately drawn.
"You'll know when the time comes."
Goethe responded perfunctorily.
Afterwards, the two of them rode the only carriage with a carriage in the town and drove to the town - this carriage belonged to the mayor of the town. Most of the remaining people rode in donkey carts pulling straw or simply walked.
The driver for the two was the mayor's driver.
The young driver was obviously unsophisticated and was shocked by Sheila's appearance, his face blushing all the way.
When facing outsiders, the cold and silent Sheila obviously matches her face perfectly.
Even the mayor of the small town who had seen some of the world couldn't help but marvel at it.
As for the train conductor?
As far as he could remember, there didn't seem to be such a beautiful lady on the train.
However, he was not foolish enough to question Goethe.
Lunch was arranged by the conductor. The chef on the train brought the ingredients and borrowed the kitchen of the mayor's house to prepare it.
“Thank you for coming.”
"It really brings glory to my humble abode."
"It is a real pleasure to host you."
The mayor of the small town racked his brains and could only come up with these few words.
The mayor's wife stood beside her husband, smiling.
This is a lady in her forties, dressed simply like the surrounding townspeople. Unlike her nervous husband, this lady is quite calm and has a pretty face. Her eyes look at people gently and politely, which makes people feel good about her at first sight.
And their daughter is a young girl.
At this moment, he was secretly looking at Xila.
The girl who inherited her mother's beauty has always been the dream lover of young people in small towns and is quite confident about her appearance.
However, at this time, when Xila appeared, the girl felt shocked.
How could someone be so good-looking?!
The girl thought in her heart.
Even after lunch started, the girl still didn't look away.
The elegance and propriety displayed by Sheila made the other girl feel ashamed.
She became unconfident.
This caused the girl to get up .
"Ella!"
The girl's father shouted in displeasure.
"Sorry, I'll go check it out."
The girl's mother apologized and immediately got up and chased after him.
"My two distinguished guests, I'm sorry. I've been negligent in discipline recently, which is why Ella has become like this. But you can't blame me. Who caused this sudden appearance in the town... It's okay, everything is fine. Let's eat first."
The town mayor complained.
However, after the words came out, the mayor obviously realized that he had said the wrong thing and wanted to change the subject.
However, under Goethe's gaze, he had to continue with the previous topic.
The mayor loosened his collar and spoke with great difficulty.
"A man-eating monster has appeared in this town!"
"monster?"
Goethe suddenly became interested.
