Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 58 News and the 'Knight Seal'
After entering the bathroom and taking a quick shower, Goethe wrapped himself in a bath towel and cooked instant noodles in the kitchen, adding two eggs and two sausages - Goethe took the initiative to propose sausages to Zote, and the latter agreed with it.
Boom, boom, boom!
"Enter!"
There was a knock on the door and Goethe said directly.
Zot came in with two cases of beef and a case of apple juice on a cart.
Each box of beef has a standard weight of 50 kg, which is just enough to produce two [Inferior Blood Crows].
After upgrading from [Crows], Goethe has been secretly feeding these [Secondary Blood Crows] that can live on the [Unknown Cry] statue. He had already collected 10 of them before, but as his [Heart] reached 1, he had 10 more. Goethe plans to continue replenishing them, but not to the full, but to replenish about 8 more. The remaining [Heart] share of 0.1 will be left for ordinary crows.
0.1 [Heart] in exchange for 100 ordinary crows as eyes and ears is really a good deal.
As for apple juice?
It's also useful.
"Your appetite is a bit scary."
"I eat more than 100 kilograms of meat a day."
"Is this the secret of your strength?"
Zote couldn't help but ask.
"certainly."
Goethe nodded seriously.
Zote immediately rolled his eyes, but then he pulled the injury at the corner of his eye, and immediately, the acting branch president of Green Vine City gritted his teeth.
"hiss!"
"What's wrong?"
"I hit a corner."
"How can you hit the corner so perfectly? Tell the truth."
"My wife beat me."
The acting branch president of Green Vine City said this without any complaints or anger on his face. Instead, he only had a sense of happiness... well, the sense of happiness that is unique to middle-aged people.
Zote said with a smile.
"My wife gave me a higher allowance."
“How much has it increased?”
Goethe raised his head while eating noodles.
“300!”
"I now have 800 pocket money a month!"
"I'll treat you to dinner next month!"
Zote held his head high, with an indescribable sense of pride.
"300? Well, that's not bad."
Goethe nodded. According to his original guess , 200 yuan would be the limit for Zot's wife to give Zot, but he didn't expect it to be 300 yuan - it seems that Zot's wife is really a very good person.
Of course, he has a bad temper.
Goethe glanced at the bruise at the corner of Zot's eye.
"My wife is a very good person. She is usually very quiet and gentle. When she was in school, she was the president of our literature club. But after we got married, the daily necessities of life made her a little impatient. But this is not her fault. It should be my fault. I am too stupid and my ability is average. I did not give her the life she deserved."
Zot sighed.
"You have worked very hard. According to your salary level , you have already surpassed most ordinary people."
Goethe comforted himself while drinking his soup.
“It’s different!”
"If, as you said, my wife is also very pretty, and looks better than most people, does that mean she is a good match for my current salary? But as I get older, my salary is increasing, while my wife loses her youth and becomes an ugly old woman. Does that mean she is marrying above her station? Can I boss her around?"
“Not really.”
“Money can be the basis, but feelings go beyond money.”
"not to mention……"
"When my wife married me, I was penniless."
Zot shook his head.
Goethe was slightly startled.
"It is because she did not despise you at first that you have no regrets. Love is so absurd and uninhibited, but it is also true. It requires both romantic vows and mutual support in times of hardship... Very good, very complicated."
He muttered to himself.
"What?"
Zot didn't hear clearly.
"I said this is fate, do you want some noodles?"
Goethe changed the subject.
"No, I'm here to bring you some meat. I need to hurry back. The situation in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City is a bit complicated."
Zote found a proxy but didn't say anything specific.
The interim branch chairman of Green Vine City's Security Committee had a helpless look on his face.
The other party regarded Goethe as a friend, so naturally he wanted to tell Goethe more things, but due to discipline, he could not say more.
Goethe nodded in understanding.
"Hey, is your 'money' short?"
Zote glanced at the 'wall of money' that was piled up again, and felt that something was missing.
"Yeah?"
"I didn't notice it either."
Goethe said this, but he looked unconcerned.
But in my heart I was thinking: 700,000 yuan for good luck...
It is indeed extraordinary.
Zote had no doubt about Goethe's words. The acting president of Green Vine City waved his hand and walked out of the folk custom. He watched Zote leave while Goethe washed the pots and dishes.
When I returned to the living room, Li Yuan had already returned.
The female swordsman changed into a black sportswear and carried a sports bag in her hand. When she saw Goethe, her face flushed slightly.
However, when Goethe came over, the female swordsman had returned to her original cold and arrogant self.
"This is the weapon I promised you. It's stained with the blood of the descendants of the Martial Saint."
The female swordsman looked very businesslike.
"Thank you very much."
Goethe was even more businesslike and took the sports bag without saying a word.
It contained a small knife and a rope dart.
The knife looked like a fruit knife, but it was now covered in rust.
The rope dart consists of a rope more than four meters long, connected to a dart the size of an index finger.
[Knife (Damaged): It was originally a fruit knife. When a lady was subjected to violence, it became a weapon of self-defense and stabbed the illegitimate descendant of the "Mad King" to death...]
[Get Bloody Glory x1]
…
[Rope Dart: As one of the illegitimate descendants of the Mad King, the owner of the rope dart was diligent and hardworking, but a little impatient. When his basic skills were not solid enough, he made the mistake of choosing the rope dart. He raised his hand to throw it, shook his hand to pull it back, and it hit his own throat...]
[Get Bloody Glory x1]
…
Goethe glanced at the two weapons.
He has been lucky recently and hasn't missed anything.
As for the descendants of the 'Mad King'?
Well, there are many kinds of people.
Where there are good people, there are naturally bad people.
Some are lucky, some are unlucky, and long-range weapons like muskets and darts seem to have a "doomed death" effect on the descendants of the Mad King.
There was someone who was shot by mistake before, and now there is someone who shoots himself.
emmm……
Goethe took pity on himself and accepted 2 [Bloody Honors].
"Did you find anything?"
The female swordsman asked immediately after seeing Goethe looking up.
"No."
Goethe replied without changing his expression.
The female swordsman's face showed an undisguised disappointment, and she spoke softly.
"It's okay!"
"Although such weapons are rare, there are still many of them. As long as you collect them slowly, you will always come across the next one - maybe the next one will lead to a discovery."
Before the female swordsman could finish her words, she found that Goethe was looking at her with a smile.
Suddenly, the female swordsman's face turned slightly red.
It's like the morning sun is dyed on the ice and snow.
"I'm not worried about you."
"I'm just afraid of affecting the deal between us."
The female swordsman said stubbornly.
"Have you had breakfast?"
Goethe did not reveal the truth, he just asked.
"No."
The female swordsman shook her head.
Although she left early, she had already spent most of her time trying to bring back the two weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the "Martial Saint", and had no chance to eat.
"I'll give you something to eat."
Goethe said and turned and walked into the kitchen.
The noodles are still instant noodles, there are still two eggs and one sausage.
"Thanks."
The female swordsman thanked her quietly before picking up her chopsticks and eating her noodles.
Goethe didn't say anything, nor did he urge him. He turned around and went back to the kitchen and took out some juice from the refrigerator.
When the bowl of noodles was finished, the female swordsman looked up and saw the juice handed to her by Goethe.
Apple juice, her favorite.
"I saw you drinking apple juice last night, so I replaced all the juice in the refrigerator with apple juice."
Goethe said with a smile.
"Thanks."
The female swordsman thanked him again.
However, this time the thanks were different from before.
This time, when he thanked me, his face turned red again.
Seeing Goethe smiling at her, the female swordsman's cheeks became hot and her heartbeat quickened. In order to calm herself down, she immediately said, "We have received news that the people from the Seven Killing Hall have evacuated from Huanghua City and Qiuhou City. There were no large-scale casualties. Although they destroyed a lot of places, they were not trying to intimidate or control the city, but were looking for something. But we cannot be sure whether they have found it or not."
"S-something?"
"'Martial Saint'?"
Goethe frowned.
"Well, it should be related to the 'Martial Saint', but I have no idea what it is."
"and……"
The female swordsman also frowned slightly.
"After a hundred years, everything about the Martial Saint should have been thoroughly investigated, so there is no way there is anything left outside. The people from the Seven Killing Hall suddenly attacked Huanghua, Qiuhou, and Luteng City. They must have received some accurate information and locked their targets on these three cities. Could it be that someone has cracked the Heavenly Book or some pages of it?"
Although the Tufu language and hometown characters are profound.
But if someone spends hundreds of years trying to crack it, it should be possible to crack part of it.
only……
Would the 'Mad King' record anything useful in that 'Liu Bei's Diary'?
Goethe was a little unsure.
Who knows if the 'Mad King' will get bored of writing too much and write something really useful?
The female swordsman nodded.
Goethe thought the same as hers.
"It is not certain whether the Seven Killings Hall has found what it is looking for in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City. If not, the Seven Killings Hall will definitely come to Luteng City next."
“The Security Council headquarters has sent good people, but we should also be vigilant.”
"besides……"
“This is for you!”
As she spoke, the female swordsman took out a square seal the size of a ping-pong ball.
It only says on it——
Kill one person every ten steps!
