Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 67 Let’s go!
Inos and his entourage of a hundred riders set up camp five miles away from the mine.
Afterwards, the other party brought the guardian knights Kendy Els and Miley directly to the mine.
There was no tension at all.
There is no so-called aggressive momentum.
The lady looked at the elite Halesters guarding the mine with a smile on her face, quietly waiting for Goethe to appear.
When Goethe appeared, the lady's eyes lit up.
It's an instinct.
Goethe frowned secretly.
The other person's gaze made him feel disgusted.
It was like when a guy in his hometown club showed such a look on his first day in the club, and when he refused, he was thrown into the death group.
The only difference is that the other person is a man.
Enos is a woman.
but,
This made Goethe even more disgusted.
Moreover, Enos arrived faster than expected.
He thought the other party would arrive at least until tomorrow morning.
"You're just going to give up all the spoils of Snowfield Castle and put everything on the line for the duel?"
Goethe felt wary.
It is not easy to give up something you have already got.
Especially for a greedy person, it is even more fatal.
But the other party did it.
Either you are sure to win the duel.
Or there are other plans.
Of course, more likely it is a bit of both.
Moreover, the other party should not know at this moment that the attempt to kidnap Sheila has failed.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so calm and composed.
However, it cannot be ruled out that the other party has a backup plan.
While thinking, Goethe looked at Kendills who was beside him.
He was wearing a linen robe, had one arm, and had an old face.
The other party looked a bit like an old farmer tortured by life, if... without the sword.
Leather scabbard, smooth hilt.
When the opponent's palm was placed on the hilt of the sword, a sharp aura emerged faintly.
The wind changed at this moment.
Not only is it faster, but it also hurts when it blows on people.
Oh!
Art sneered, and when the wind blew over, he stood in front of Goethe. His violent momentum made the Grand Duke's fourth guard captain stand up and roar like a giant bear.
roar!
The swift, sharp wind dissipated in an instant.
Art took a step forward.
The same is true for Kendalls.
The confrontation between the two made the surrounding situation tense in an instant.
At this time, Goethe and Inos stepped forward at the same time and stood in front of Art and Candice Els respectively. The lady looked at Goethe who came out, with a smile on her face that was slightly rippled.
"Mr. Goethe, you are more handsome than I thought."
"Don't talk to me, I'm a germaphobe."
Goethe said lightly.
Suddenly, Inos's face stiffened.
The people around him looked even uglier.
But it cannot be refuted.
Because, this is the fact.
Inos was a famous prostitute back then, and the reason why her engagement with Simlek fell through was because she was caught by Gejiel Ke - although there was a plan, in the 1v8, Gejiel only deployed 2 people, and the remaining 6 were all the opponent's male servants.
Art's mouth curled up.
The Grand Duke's fourth captain of the guard gave a thumbs-up.
Goethe 'invisible'.
But, Enos on the opposite side can see it!
Enos, whose face was already stiff, turned pale.
"I hope the duel in two days will be as exciting as I think it will be."
Enos said this, the sound coming out from between her teeth, and her eyes were filled with mortal malice.
And Goethe?
But he turned and left.
Obviously, Goethe was putting his statement "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder" into practice through his actions.
This made Inos, whose face turned pale, grit her teeth.
Then he turned around, mounted his horse, and sped away.
"Kendi, are you sure?"
Enos asked.
"have."
The Guardian Knight spoke succinctly.
"very good!"
"You are worthy of being my guardian knight!"
Enos praised, but in her heart she was increasingly impatient for the duel in two days.
"Wait, Goethe!"
"I want you to kneel at my feet and lick my toes!"
"I want you to wag your tail and beg for mercy!"
"Finally, I will cut you into pieces!"
Enos screamed wildly in her heart.
But all this has nothing to do with Goethe.
Back in the tent, Goethe asked Art about the whereabouts of 'Bailey Bear'.
"Just north of the mine, in a cave on an isolated mountain less than 100 miles away, there is an adult Bailey bear. It is strong, large, and has sharp claws and teeth. This place has become its territory. There are no other animals there, so it is easy to find."
Art immediately said the news that Ben was about to tell Goethe.
Moreover, to make it more intuitive, Art also drew a map for Goethe.
The pen traced rapidly across the parchment.
Two minutes later, a map appeared.
"Master Goethe, please be careful."
"Bailey Bear's fur is resistant to small-caliber firearms."
"And its claws can easily tear through armor."
"At the same time, it is very fast. In a short period of time, even a cheetah cannot escape its pursuit. Its only disadvantage is its lack of endurance. You can start from this aspect."
When handing the map to Goethe, Art reminded him - the captain of the Grand Duke's fourth guard did not say anything about following him.
He knew very well that the first baptism of a warrior, the tempering, was to hunt a Bailey bear with bare hands.
"Well, thank you, Art."
Goethe thanked him.
Immediately, the Grand Duke's fourth guard captain laughed.
"It's my pleasure!"
"I'll be waiting here for your triumphant return!"
The Grand Duke's fourth guard captain smiled and left the tent.
Swart and Sheila, who were waiting outside, came in immediately.
The two have packed their bags and are ready to set off together.
"I'm sorry."
"I have to go alone this time!"
Goethe said so.
Swart was puzzled, but Sheila guessed something.
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
asked the woman with many identities.
"Can you lend me some money?"
Goethe said sincerely.
Sheila turned and left.
Swart followed closely behind.
Looking at the tent curtain swinging back and forth, Goethe couldn't help but sigh.
“People’s hearts have changed!”
After uttering this sigh, Goethe began to pack his luggage.
Dry food, water, blankets and weapons and ammunition.
Then, there are the hooded cloaks that conceal the face.
Although Enos would not attack him at this time even if she was just pretending, he still needed to hide his body just in case - of course, he had two insurances.
Goethe's fingers touched the [Morning Shelter] hidden at his waist.
He replaced the dagger with a new sheath and also disguised it to a certain extent.
At this moment, it looks like an ordinary dagger.
As for the other insurance?
Of course it is [Bloody Honor]!
He could completely use [Bloody Honor] instead of Bailey Bear to complete the first baptism.
However, Goethe did not intend to do so until the last moment.
"I hope it won't be used."
Goethe muttered to himself. The opponent he was thinking about at the moment was no longer Inos, but the power of the 'Tesin Royal Family' accompanying Inos . Unlike Inos, if these guys knew that he had left the camp, they would definitely be eager to take action.
As for Enos's reputation?
To these guys, it doesn't matter at all.
Or rather, this is what these guys want.
The more chaotic the North is, the happier these guys are.
Goethe, who knew this well, narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was thinking of a more prudent plan.
At this time——
Sheila came running back.
She held a coin box in her hands.
There was a rustling sound inside, and Goethe knew without asking that it was filled with gold.
Goethe couldn't help but look surprised.
Faced with such surprise, Sheila raised her head proudly.
"1000 gold grams!"
"Is that enough?"
“That’s enough!”
"Thank you!"
Goethe thanked him.
"You're welcome. Who makes us friends?"
"But this is loaned to you, you have to return it - if you don't, if you find the knowledge of the 'Mad King's Legacy', you must let me see more!"
"Just a little!"
Sheila gestured with her fingers.
"good!"
Goethe nodded.
Slightly different from the previous casualness, this time, it was a bit serious.
After getting the promise, Sheila ran away happily.
Swart, who was leaning against the side of the tent, sighed and threw the bag of money over, and Goethe raised his hand to catch it.
"I'm not as rich as Sheila. 300 gold notes - all my assets!"
"Remember, you must pay it back!"
"My pension money is in here!"
Swart gave these instructions with a sad face, looking extremely distressed.
Goethe was grinning.
Immediately, Swart felt even more distressed.
"Can I regret it?"
the sheriff asked.
Goethe put the gold bills in a cash box, and put the cash box into a backpack. Then, after putting the backpack on his back, he tied the backpack tightly to his body with two leather belts.
After doing all this, Goethe looked at Swart.
"What do you think?"
“I feel like I can’t go back on this.”
Swart had a sad face.
This is not just pretense, the sheriff is truly heartbroken.
But what can we do?
Goethe was a rare friend of his.
"Be careful!"
Swart warned.
"Know!"
"Although the possibility is small, if something unexpected happens or you encounter danger, you must follow Sheila closely!"
Goethe said seriously.
"Following Sheila?"
Although he didn't know why Goethe asked him to do this, Swart nodded immediately.
When it comes to his life, Swart never takes it lightly.
By the time Swart wanted to say something, Goethe had disappeared from the sheriff's sight.
"Be sure to come back safely!"
The sheriff muttered to himself.
Swart could no longer see Goethe, but some people found Goethe as soon as he left the mine.
"It is just as you guessed!"
"Goethe is preparing to hunt Bailey the Bear and complete his first baptism to increase his chances of winning the duel!"
A voice sounded from the shadows.
Then the voice asked for instructions.
"Sir, shall we take action now?"
"Of course not!"
"This place is too close to the northern camp. Let's get him to go far away, preferably near the Bailey Bear's lair. There, he will definitely be alone, and this will be the best time for us to strike!"
"or……"
"We can wait until he kills Bailey Bear and arranges the baptism ceremony before we take action!"
Another voice sounded from the shadows.
Then the shadow squirmed and disappeared.
Goethe, who was moving forward, seemed not to notice it at all.
only……
There are more and more crows.
