The moment the silhouette of the communication crystal began to emerge, Goethe took a step back and merged into the giant shadow that had not yet dissipated behind him, obscuring his true face.
"Nice, you..."
"Who are you?"
A shadow emerged. It was a white-haired old man with a kind face. He was wearing a popular four-piece suit. The coat should be hanging on the hanger, but at this moment he was only wearing a black vest and a white shirt. A golden pocket watch chain was hanging near the third button. The moment the other party answered the call, he spoke directly in a questioning tone, but then he realized that something was wrong.
The other party's questioning tone became higher again, and his brows were furrowed.
However, even so, the other party seemed to maintain his composure.
The next moment——
"Hello, nice to meet you."
"I'm sorry, I was rude just now because of an accident."
"Excuse me, is Nice here?"
As he spoke, the shadow bowed slightly.
Another crazy guy!
When Goethe saw the other person's expression change in an instant, he immediately made a corresponding evaluation in his heart - after obtaining extraordinary powers, quite a lot of people will become psychologically unbalanced, becoming twisted and perverted.
Of course, some of them are fake.
For example: The Killer in the Fog.
In essence, the other party is a chess piece.
Some people enjoy it from the bottom of their hearts and set corresponding rules for themselves.
For example: the guy in front of me.
The other party's transformation was natural, without any sense of deliberateness. Instead, it gave people a sense that it was as it should be. But precisely because of this, Goethe's vigilance reached an unprecedented level.
Because, when he was at his 'home' club, he had met similar guys.
A 'fun' guy.
It’s not just about enjoying the suffering of others.
And enjoy yourself.
More keen on finding unexpected things to create happiness.
What impressed Goethe the most was that the guy would choose to join a loving couple just because he envied them. He would never use force, money or power as coercion, but would use his sincerity. If successful, he would spend a week happily with the couple, and then provoke the couple to kill each other.
Why one week?
Because that guy said, 'moderation'.
As for being completely unable to fit in?
It's even simpler.
Kill that couple and look for the next similar one.
Goethe was once 'invited' to watch.
Therefore, when killing the opponent, Goethe chose to insert the high-explosive detonator into the opponent's X-flower.
After the explosion, he whistled while cleaning up the bloody scene, telling himself that he was just doing what a normal person should do.
It was after that that Goethe discovered that he somewhat liked the job of 'cleaner'.
It's not really love.
Just a little bit of like.
He could always feel a hint of 'freedom' at that moment.
As for choosing to retire?
Of course, it is for 'complete freedom'.
pity!
He came to this world that made him feel familiar yet uncomfortable.
What a fucked up life!
Goethe thought this in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face. The giant's shadow grinned as well. It was obviously a rough feeling, but at this time, there was a hint of politeness.
Moreover, the smile was surprisingly similar to the smile shown by the figure on the communication crystal.
"I'm sorry, I killed him."
"I planned for a long time and finally got rid of him."
"This is a hard-fought victory and it deserves to be celebrated. Would you like to congratulate me?"
Goethe said, causing the giant shadow to bow slightly.
The posture at this time was almost exactly the same as the shadow on the communication crystal.
"certainly!"
"Congratulations, you have fulfilled your long-cherished wish."
“This feeling is really delicious.”
The other party praised quietly and even clapped softly.
Then the other party bowed again.
"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet."
"My name is Ashdar, and my friends call me 'Gentleman'."
"You can call me that, too."
Ashdar introduced himself.
"I'm Eisenkol, nice to meet you 'gentleman'. If I wasn't unable to leave here for the time being, I would definitely drink and chat with you."
Goethe chose the identity of the former king of the island of Calgaron.
This is a perfect identity.
Not only is it in the 'Inner Bay' for a long time like Nice.
Also because Eisenkol is from Lidar.
Lidar people pursue skills and elegance.
Especially those Lidar nobles, who are so paranoid that they reject everything.
And the characteristic of the 'road' he showed at this moment was skill.
Moreover, he also chose 'elegance'.
Of course, even if this is the case, it is likely that it will be impossible to conceal it in the face of 'their' in-depth investigation.
However, as long as it can be concealed for a while, it is enough.
Thinking of this, the regret on Goethe's face became vivid.
Just like the real thing.
And all this was reflected on the giant's face.
"Esencore?"
"I think I've heard of this name!"
"I'm sorry, Eisenkor, I have to leave for a while because of something."
"In half an hour, can pick up the communication crystal again?"
"I promise you that I will bring the corresponding sincerity."
Ashdar said this with an apologetic look on his face.
"certainly!"
"I'm happy to share my happiness. I'll wait for you here for half an hour."
As Goethe finished speaking, the communication crystal immediately dimmed.
There was a hint of reluctance in Ashidal's expression.
Goethe saw it clearly.
Bah, you pervert!
Goethe commented in his heart, and then used the [Spirit of Blood Crow] to notify Eisenkol, asking him to disappear temporarily.
As for himself?
Naturally, you won't really stay where you are.
After leaving behind a [Blood Crow Spirit], Goethe disappeared into the gilded palace.
Although the other party is unlikely to do anything, what if?
Goethe never lacked the necessary caution.
at the same time--
Tesin, the royal capital.
In a manor outside Bode.
After ending the call, an uncontrollable smile appeared on Ashidal's face.
Today is really a good day.
Nasty Ness isn't just dead.
Moreover, he found a like-minded friend.
It’s really not easy.
How many years?
The last time I had this feeling was last time.
He has been lonely for a long time ever since he accidentally killed his friend with too much force.
He kind of wanted to go meet that Eisenkol.
But now, he needs to complete the necessary things.
The comm crystal flickered again.
This time, it's not just one.
But twelve!
However, ten of them were extinguished.
This is the other party choosing to refuse.
"Disrespectful fellows."
Ashidal frowned, showing his dissatisfaction, but when figures appeared on the remaining two communication crystals, Ashidal's face became gentle again and his manners became more polite.
"Good afternoon, 'Bartender', 'Pigeon'."
Ashdar said with a smile.
"Good afternoon, sir."
The neat-looking 'bartender' was a middle-aged man, wiping the wine glass while talking.
'Pigeon' was a bald fat man. Although he was connected to the communication crystal, he did not speak. He just bit the tip of a pen in his mouth with a pile of manuscript paper in front of him. He looked like he wanted to write, but was completely unable to write.
Ashdar and the bartender were not surprised by this.
They all knew that 'Pigeon' was a writer who often got stuck in writing and stopped updating.
And the reason for connecting the communication crystal?
It's just for the sake of material.
"Has there been any result on the matter at Port Marne?"
'The bartender' asked.
Although the strengths of 'them' are different, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates since the name change. The fourteen members in total are equal and are only responsible for the affairs of their respective areas.
When an accident occurs in an area and members of this area do not come forward to notify, members of the adjacent areas will make inquiries.
Then, the results of the investigation will be notified.
Just like the 'storm' in Port Marne this time.
"Ness is dead."
Eldashiel said simply.
"Um?"
"The 'God of the Inner Bay' is dead?"
The pigeon looked up in surprise.
Nice, 'they' are codenamed 'God of the Inland Bay'.
However, except for 'Pigeon', a member who abides by all the rules of the organization, the rest of the people call Nice by his name.
Even Eldashiel was no exception.
Simply put, a 'gentleman' like Idashiel thinks Nice is not a good person.
"Tsk, it's slower than I thought!"
"With this guy's style, it's really a miracle that he can still live to this day."
"Who did it?"
"wrong!"
"We will not attack members of our organization. I should ask... whose agent did this?"
The 'bartender' asked with a smile on his face.
After ten years of civil war, members of the organization who believe in the principle of "secrecy" must abide by one of the core rules: they cannot attack members of the same organization.
Of course, I just don’t allow myself to do so.
The following agents can.
"Esencor."
Idashir said the name, and the bartender frowned.
It's not that he hasn't heard of the name.
On the contrary, he knew the name.
Calgaron Island is located in the core of the 'Inner Bay' and is a transit station of the 'Inner Bay'. It is a 'peace zone' tacitly recognized by all countries. Eisenkol, the king of Calgaron Island, naturally became famous.
"Is it the Eisenkol I know?"
The 'bartender' asked again to confirm.
"Yes, that's the Eisenkor you were thinking of."
"A very nice young man."
Eldashiel smiled.
Just seeing such a smile, the 'bartender' frowned again.
This member of 'them' wanted to say something.
But in the end nothing was said.
After all, he was more concerned about Eisenkor than the 'gentleman's' perverted hobbies.
"How did he take out Nice?"
"Although that guy is arrogant, he is very difficult to deal with in the 'Inner Bay'."
'The bartender' asked.
"have no idea."
"Eisenkol just said that he had been planning for a long time. He should have taken advantage of the arrogance of that guy Nice. In fact, it is not difficult to deal with Nice. We just need to plan carefully. Half of us can kill him. The remaining half can easily kill him without even planning. Unfortunately... he is one of us."
"He has some collections that interest me."
Eldashiel sighed.
"The matter of the 'Mad King' is over. For our own safety, I don't recommend you to continue - that guy is not only crazy, but also powerful."
The 'bartender' said, looking at the 'pigeon'.
At this time, the 'pigeon' still looked like a stuck person.
After noticing the 'bartender's' gaze, the 'pigeon' raised its head again.
“Do you need to call a meeting?”
"What do you think?"
The 'bartender' asked back.
"I have no objection. According to the organization's rules, the death of a member is enough to qualify for a general meeting."
'The pigeon' said.
Then, the two looked at Aidasil.
Organize meetings at irregular intervals.
Moreover, it is extremely loose.
You can participate or not.
However, when three organization members initiate it at the same time, the remaining members will try their best to participate.
"I was just trying to contact them, but unfortunately, no one answered my call except you."
Adahil looked distressed.
In response, the 'bartender' shrugged.
He really wanted to say, 'If you hadn't blinded so many people during the live broadcast with a ewe last time, no one would have rejected you like this' - of course, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he chose to keep his mouth shut.
Someone will say it anyway.
The ten communication crystals flickered again.
This time, no one hung up.
Ten silhouettes appeared on the communication crystal, and as soon as they appeared, a rough voice sounded.
"Huh?"
"'Gentleman' I thought you were fucking the ram!"
"Otherwise, why would the 'bartender' and the 'pigeon' agree to initiate the meeting?"
The person who spoke was a burly man, who looked slovenly and had a rough face.
"'Lumberjack', can I have a taste of your horse?"
These were not words spoken by Adahil, but by a new person who had appeared. The other person had a long and narrow face, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he stood there with his shoulders folded, like a snake.
In fact, his code name is also 'Snake'.
"Grilled snake meat is very good."
The lumberjack sneered.
The remaining eight new figures remained silent.
It seems like everything has nothing to do with me.
The 'bartender' had anticipated this.
He clapped his hands lightly, attracting everyone's attention.
There are both 'lumberjacks' and 'snakes' that are in direct conflict with each other.
There are also 'gentlemen' who keep smiling.
And Cavan's 'Pigeon'.
There are also the 'Angler', 'Lady', 'Lord', 'Hunter', 'Farmer', 'Pharmacist', 'Wolf' and 'Coward' who act as silent spectators .
These people include men and women, young and old.
The appearance is completely different.
But the most eye-catching ones are "Wolf" and "Coward".
'Wolf' really appears in the form of a wolf.
And 'cowardly'?
It was a little girl wiping her nose, about four or five years old, looking timid when she looked at everyone.
"That's probably what happened."
"Everyone..."
After the bartender told everything he knew, he was about to ask questions, but at this time, he was interrupted by Adahil.
The 'gentleman' first apologized to the 'bartender'.
Then, he said:
"I am activating my membership rights and recommending 'Esenker' to join us."