The flames rolled and the earth was scorched like magma.
But the 'Lord' ignored the height, and stood in the lava as if he was taking a bath, showing a murderous smile to the dragon above his head.
Dragon?
It’s not like he hasn’t killed before.
"drink!"
With a roar, the 'Lord' rose directly from the magma.
The scarlet light surging on his body made Goethe frown in the distance.
Hell blood!
【warrior】!
There was a gleam in Goethe's eyes!
He was sure that what he saw was the [Hell Blood] of the warrior profession [Hellblood].
The 'Lord' is a warrior professional!
Goethe's brows did not relax after getting this answer.
On the contrary, it wrinkled even tighter.
Because, according to normal circumstances, this level of [Hell Blood] should be above the legendary profession [Fearless].
Simply put, it is a title legend.
But, shouldn't the warrior profession above Legend be in the 'Levin Islands'?
Goethe believed that the diary of the 'Mad King'.
The 'Mad King' is not very reliable most of the time, but the records in his diary should be reliable.
That……
What happened to 'Lord'?
Goethe became more and more puzzled.
“Is it strange?”
"There's nothing strange about that!"
"The reason why the 'Lord' was able to rise to power was because he obtained a portion of Modeus's inheritance - or in other words, he is a thief and robber!"
Skiffens Steinbeck, who had promised to return at daybreak, suddenly appeared beside Goethe and commented in a rather disdainful tone,
Goethe said nothing.
He listened quietly as Skiffens Steinbeck told him the secrets about "them".
"'Lord', Modeus's original servant, should be the third? Or fourth manservant."
"On the eve of the first decisive battle, he stole Modeus's research data on the 'New Path' and put the blame on that poor First Servant."
"Then, in the late stage of the second decisive battle, he even snatched the power seed that Modeus left for the first male servant."
"Or rely on him?"
Skiffens Steinbeck became more sarcastic.
"First manservant?"
Goethe became somewhat interested in the first footman.
On the eve of the first decisive battle, the 'Mad King' was a little suspicious.
After the failure of the first decisive battle, the 'Mad King' was basically in a half-crazy state.
But in this situation, the Mad King was still willing to believe a servant who "betrayed" him, so... this servant must be extraordinary and special.
Skiffens Steinbeck's sarcasm is gone.
All that's left is self-mockery.
His voice deepened.
"Yes, First Manservant."
"Grant Steinbeck."
"Grant Steinbeck, 'Coward'?"
Goethe was stunned.
He clearly remembered that the 'coward' Grant Steinbeck was scared to death by a clown 666 years ago, and there was an accurate record of this in the "Predator's Scale".
Then Goethe frowned.
He remembered what Skiffens Steinbeck had told him before about the 'reality' of the world before his eyes.
Projection and construction of sediment.
He should remember such important things.
Why?
If you are not reminded, you will forget.
"Did you notice it?"
Skiffins Steinbeck laughed. The heir of the Steinbeck family looked at his brother with a rare warmth on his face. His tone became even gentler: "This is the terrible thing about this world. I have told others what I saw more than once, but they always forget it. Even when I remind them again, they show the same expression as if they heard it for the first time."
"In this world, I am the only one who sees the truth."
"and……"
"Before I got the [Predator's Scale], it was still corroding me - Goethe, have you ever thought that I once had six eyes?"
Skiffins Steinbeck tapped lightly on both sides of his forehead and cheeks to indicate where the other two pairs of eyes had been.
"Ugly?"
“Not ugly.”
"It just hurts a little bit - because, there are many mouths full of sharp teeth in my internal organs, and they keep devouring my flesh and blood."
"call."
“Those were really tough days.”
Skiffens Steinbeck sighed.
The tone was just like that of a high school student who was on summer vacation and received an invitation from his first love to go swimming, but suddenly found out that there were ninety-nine other boys who were more handsome and stronger than him who also received the invitation.
Feeling lightly described.
In fact, he had already vomited blood.
“Will I change like that?”
Goethe recalled the 'truth of the world' and asked after confirming that he had memorized it.
"Won't."
"Its eyes are still on me."
"If you stay by my side, you will only be blocked by me."
"After all, I'm your older brother, so it's only natural for you to hide under my wing."
As he said this, Skiffins Steinbeck looked at Goethe and smiled.
Goethe felt sincerity in this smile.
No ill intention.
There is no ulterior motive either.
Just be sincere.
Skiffins Steinbeck tried hard to be a brother in his own way - unfortunately, this way would be fatal to most people.
Goethe couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Since Skiffins Steinbeck wanted to be a brother.
He gave the other party this opportunity.
So, he wants to show his "willfulness".
"Someone said before that he would be back around seven."
"You are now free for three o'clock."
"Oh."
"As a parent, I have the right to conduct surprise inspections - my younger brother, who is not yet an adult, staying up until three o'clock in the morning will give me a headache."
Skiffens Steinbeck chuckled.
"Is it my fault?"
Goethe raised his chin and gestured to the battle in the distance.
"No wonder!"
Skiffens Steinbeck said with certainty, the heir of the Steinbeck family, as if teaching or talking to himself: "In such a bad environment, no one can sleep peacefully, Goethe, you are like this, and Fapol VII who has been waiting for a long time is even more like this. Our Majesty, he has been waiting for too long."
"His greatest strength is his forbearance."
"He can endure everything that ordinary people cannot endure."
"Even if you get peed on, you can still keep smiling and enjoy the taste."
"But he endured it for too long, and when he gained enough power, he became abnormal."
"Why do you think he took action now?"
Facing Skiffins Steinbeck's question, Goethe pondered for a moment and said.
"Wait for 'them' to quarrel among themselves, choose the best time, and then, by the way, clean up those people in Sack that he doesn't like but can't get rid of directly... Wait!"
"What is Fabol VII waiting for?"
"You're working with him?"
Goethe responded as he was speaking.
"certainly!"
“I have many collaborators!”
"Several of 'them', Fabol VII, the royal family of Rudes, the royal family of Yatuk, the royal family of Lidar, and... the outer sea!"
Skiffens Steinbeck said with a smile.
Then, the heir of the Steinbeck family once again complained to Goethe.
"Do you know Goethe?"
"How much energy does it take to bring all these idiots together?"
"Especially some idiots are extremely greedy."
"Compared to these stupid guys, the one who surprised me the most was the Northland - Lord Scrooge K. is truly admirable. His strong will is truly terrifying."
"I didn't mention the 'truth of the world' directly. He just knew the 'truth of the world' based on some clues I left behind."
"Then?"
When Skiffins Steinbeck saw the concern on Goethe's face, he couldn't help but lengthen his tone.
"And what?"
Goethe asked urgently.
"Of course I'm fine."
"I said the 'truth of the world' has always been watching me."
"And Lord Scrooge has a strong will."
"Ah, so the North is more important to you?"
Skiffens Steinbeck expressed his dissatisfaction.
This heir to the Steinbeck family believes that he is closer to Goethe in blood.
Goethe sensed this discontent.
However, he did not hide it.
There was no excuse either.
"Um."
“They treat me like family.”
“The North is my second home.”
Goethe said it truthfully.
"Home?"
"family?"
Skiffins Steinbeck muttered to himself, and then he laughed again.
He has a family.
I also have a home.
It didn’t exist before, but it exists now.
Goethe was family.
Wherever Goethe is, that is home.
Thinking of this, the heir of the Steinbeck family did not stop, he said: "Once an individual becomes a member of a group, he will no longer be responsible for his actions. At this time, everyone will expose his unrestrained side. The group never pursues and believes in truth and rationality, but blind obedience, cruelty, paranoia and fanaticism. They only know how to use simple and extreme emotions to satisfy themselves. This is the case with those ordinary people who were bewitched by the "lady" in Sack.
These are the ones among 'them' that I bewitched.
So, Goethe, you must remember——
Family and stuff like that aren't important.
Loneliness makes you calmer.
Oh, there is one more thing.
It's time for us to say goodbye.
You just stay here.
Don't follow me.
If you dare to follow...
Kill you. "
As Skiffins Steinbeck spoke, a smile appeared on his face again, but there was no warmth in this smile, only coldness and hideousness.
The heir of the Steinbeck family walked towards the battlefield.
At this time, the 'Lord' and Fapol VII were already covered in wounds.
The 'Lord' lost his left arm.
The dragon-like Fabol VII had one wing broken and could no longer fly.
However, neither side stopped because of the injuries.
On the contrary, the two sides fought in a more exaggerated manner.
Ignore defense!
Just attack!
once!
Ten times!
A hundred times!
Blood was flying.
Never took a step back.
The 'lady' was retreating quickly with the 'snake's' body, but she was obviously a step slower than George VI who was escaping with the 'woodcutter' on his back, and both of them were affected.
Scarlet glow.
Burning|hot flames.
The 'lady' let out a scream and no longer cared about the 'snake's' corpse. She was about to retreat quickly, but the 'snake', which was a corpse, grabbed the 'lady'.
Not only did he catch it, he also threw it back.
Using the reaction force, the 'snake' rushed forward.
“Ahhhhhh!”
The 'lady' screamed in the scarlet and flames.
The 'snake' didn't care, crawled on the ground, and ran away like a snake.
Then--
'Snake' saw a pair of boots.
It's Skiffens Steinbeck.
"That's not a gentlemanly way to escape."
Having said these words, Skiffins Steinbeck kicked the 'snake' back.
In the scarlet and flames, the 'snake' wailed and became mutilated.
At the same time, the 'Lord' and Fapol VII stopped.
The two panting men looked at Skiffins Steinbeck.
"Good evening, my lord, your majesty the king."
Skiffins Steinbeck leaned forward, placed one hand on his chest, and saluted slightly.
The smile on the face and the etiquette on the body.
Meticulous.
Very elegant.
Even the most demanding court etiquette officer could not find the slightest flaw in it, and all that was left was praise.
But the expressions of the 'Lord' and Fapol VII changed.
"You are the one who did all this?"
The Lord shouted.
The 'Lord' had never actually met Skiffins Steinbeck, but the appearance of Skiffins Steinbeck at this time was enough to explain many problems.
What's more, he had just seen the 'hunter' running away with the 'woodcutter' and the 'lady' running away with the 'snake'.
The former can be said to have a good relationship.
the latter?
Cooperation under apparent hostility.
That can't be explained by friendship.
There must be some unspeakable secret.
And as it happens, 'the lady' mentioned Skiffens Steinbeck.
Say, that's someone who can be used.
Everything flashed through the Lord's mind.
But Fapol VII was much simpler.
"Polti?!"
Fapol VII drank out the name of his former court official.
Skiffins Steinbeck bowed again.
"It is my Majesty."
The calm look of the heir of the Steinbeck family made Faber VII laugh in anger.
"From the last time the Tulip Family united with the other four families to rebel, to the current destruction of Sack, it was all your doing, right?"
Fapol VII's tone seemed questioning, but it was actually very affirmative.
But this time, Skiffins Steinbeck simply shook his head.
“I’m just threading the needle.”
"It is still Your Majesty and those Excellencies themselves who truly accomplished all this ."
"And now?"
"Your Majesty, are you going to put all the blame on me?"
Skiffens Steinbeck's tone was full of indignation.
But then he laughed.
“That’s right.”
"That's your style."
"It's also your best choice. Now that things have gotten so serious, we naturally need someone to take the blame. And who else can be the right person except me?"
"snort!"
Fapol VII, whose thoughts were exposed, did not say much. He just snorted coldly and changed from a giant dragon to a dragon man. The figure of Skiffins Steinbeck was reflected in his red and gold eye. He grinned, revealing his ferocious teeth: "Do you think you have a sure win now? Your Excellency, Lord, it seems that we have been underestimated."
The 'lord' immediately felt Fapol VII's kindness.
At the same time, I understood Fapol VII's thoughts.
Immediately, the 'lord' said.
"Yeah, we were underestimated."
"Why don't we kill this guy first, and then we can decide the winner?"
"certainly!"
Fapol VII nodded immediately.
Facing the two men's joint efforts, Skiffins Steinbeck kept smiling but waved his hands repeatedly. He retreated and said, "I dare not underestimate you two, so I made careful preparations."
As he said this, he raised his hand.
Buzz!
A door made of flesh and blood appeared out of nowhere.
A figure appeared among them.
"'Angler'!"
The Lord's expression hardened.
George VI, who was running away with the "lumberjack" on his back, had a changed expression, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he exclaimed-
"Captain of Team Zero, 'Secret Keeper', Obensais?!"