Volume 3: The Secret of the Door Chapter 93: Add me in!

In a four-wheeled black carriage, the driver, old Newt, handed Goethe a piece of dry biscuit. It would take 8-9 weeks to walk from the Port of Marne to Sacre, the capital of Faber. It would be much faster if you take a carriage in the team. If you ride alone, the time can be reduced by at least half.

The Wupeng carriage that Goethe was riding in was a caravan carriage.

The manager of the caravan was Old Newt, and the guards were Big Newt and Little Newt, both of whom were Old Newt's sons. One rode a horse in front to explore the way, and the other stood on the roof of the carriage to look around.

Old Newt's wife followed behind with her two daughters-in-law in another carriage.

It was obvious that this was a family caravan.

Such caravans were common in Fabol.

They all move as family units , traveling between Port-au-la-Marne and Sark, and even to more places.

Most of them make a living through the commodity trade deficit.

And of course, delivering messages.

Big Newt's wife was recording something.

Little Newt's wife held a crossbow and helped her husband to explore the surroundings.

There is a clear division of labor among family members.

Goethe put the shriveled biscuit into his mouth, drank some water, and waited until the biscuit was completely soaked before he began to chew it.

Crunchy.

It has a strong wheat aroma.

There is also some taste of bran.

Therefore, when chewing and swallowing, you have to drink water in big gulps, otherwise your throat will become sore.

And this was only possible because Goethe paid the corresponding "food expenses" - Goethe joined the caravan at a fork in the road three days away from Sack, at a cost of "3 silvers".

3 silver, which is the cost of riding in the carriage.

It also includes food expenses.

and accommodation expenses.

Of course, the food wasn't great.

Most of the three meals a day were dry biscuits. In the evening, there would be a little finger-sized amount of dried meat boiled into soup, and then everyone, including old Newt's family, would share it together. Goethe could get a bowl.

There were no vegetables.

Vegetables on the go are expensive, just like seafood.

"Buchadō, at first I thought you were a bad guy. After all, there are very few people who take a ride so close to Sak, and most of them are guys with ulterior motives... Well, speaking of which, your name is really strange."

The closer we got to Sark, the capital of Faber, the more talkative old Newt became.

As his guard dropped, Old Newt became more and more enthusiastic about Goethe.

Buchadao?

This is Goethe's pseudonym, and its meaning is naturally "not a hatchet".

"A name, it carries a person's good wishes..."

"Last wish?"

"No, it's the will!"

Goethe corrected old Newt's accent.

"Will? Last wish? Your northern accent is too strong, I can't tell the difference. But, it shouldn't matter, hahahaha!"

Old Newt laughed out loud.

Tsk, it doesn't matter.

It’s a matter of life!

Goethe curled his lips, counted with his fingers again with his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Similar to the previous results, there is still some danger.

It seems that Bushido is not doing well!

Next time just call it 'Kenting Buchadao'!

Goethe thought in his heart.

At this time, Big Newt rode back on horseback with a slightly ugly look on his face, and Old Newt grasped the long sword at his waist.

"what happens?"

"Father, come and see!"

Big Newt replied.

After Old Newt signaled to Young Newt, he pulled the two carriages to the side, then held his sword tightly and walked forward with his eldest son. About five hundred meters away, the two carriages stopped in the middle of the road, with the goods scattered all over the ground, and a lot of them were covering the corpses.

When old Newt saw the body, his face changed drastically.

He finally understood why his eldest son, who had always been steady, behaved like that.

Seven bodies in total.

Each corpse appeared to be in a mummified state.

"Yes, the Finnish family."

After checking, Old Newt said in a deep voice.

The Finnette family was an acquaintance of old Newt and was also a member of the family caravan. However, unlike him, the old Finnette couple had five sons. As the eldest, second and third sons grew up, their business became more and more prosperous, and they even dared to go to some remote places, especially since they heard that their eldest son had been trained in the military camp and was very good at swordsmanship.

Thinking in his heart, Old Newt looked at the obviously "strong" one among the mummies.

The opponent gripped the hilt tightly, but the sword had already broken.

It was obvious that the attackers had the power to crush the opponent.

However, the four horses pulling the cart were fine.

"Only attack people!"

After coming to this conclusion, old Newt immediately retreated with his eldest son, and then, without saying a word, chose to take a detour - his years of business experience told him that it was best to do so.

Even if doing so would mean arriving two days later than planned.

But it's better than dying, right?

Goethe had no dissatisfaction with the cautious old Newt. With the vision of the [Blood Raven Spirit], Goethe had already seen that scene.

Moreover, he saw an 'old acquaintance'.

Hotemas!

Or to be more precise...

George VI!

Even though King Fapol VII ordered that the events that took place in the Sachs court should not be publicized, some people still knew about it, especially people like the second daughter of the Tulip family, who knew everything about it.

The second daughter of the Tulip family knew about it.

Goethe naturally knew this too.

Even, know more.

Because George VI was part of his plan.

Since the other party has appeared here.

Prove that there is no problem with his plan.

However, George VI did not look very well at the moment.

Even through the vision of the [Blood Raven Spirit], Goethe could see that the other party was suffering from severe pain all the time.

"Backlash after resurrection?"

Goethe guessed, leaving a [Blood Raven Spirit] to stare at the other party, then closed his eyes and recalled the plan he had made with 'Gentleman' Ashidal a week ago.

He, the agent of 'Esenker', would stir up the situation in Sark, attract the attention of Fapol VII, and lead him to the vicinity of 'woodcutter', 'pharmacist', 'farmer' and 'hunter', so that both sides would suffer losses, and they would reap the benefits - among them, 'Gentleman' Ashidal, 'Wolf' and 'Snake' were responsible for leading the target person into the trap.

Goethe didn't need to ask how to lure the target person.

Just like the 'gentleman' Ashdar wouldn't ask him what he did.

However, the 'gentleman' gave him a list.

They are all well-known figures in Sack.

They are also agents of 'woodcutter', 'pharmacist', 'farmer' and 'hunter'.

The 'gentleman' said nothing, but his meaning was obvious.

Goethe did not object to this.

For Goethe, it was all about catching rabbits while catching grass.

The time agreed by both parties was three weeks later.

The location is near Sark.

'Gentleman' Ashidal did not say where exactly.

This made Goethe even more vigilant.

The other party's ill intentions became increasingly obvious.

So, he also needs some allies.

And when the vision transmitted back by the [Blood Raven Spirit] allowed him to see someone, Goethe immediately made up his mind.

…

At night, George VI hid in a cave.

The body he borrowed was even more talented than he had imagined. Long before he left Tesin, the other party had completed the fourth awakening.

Unfortunately, it is not the power to transform into a dragon.

But after 'Super Speed', 'Super Strength', 'Holy Body'...

'Holy Flame'!

It can burn enemies, especially the undead and shadow forces, and it can also heal yourself.

It's quite a nice force.

But for George VI at this moment, it was fatal.

He could feel himself being burned all the time.

He felt extremely unlucky.

According to his understanding of the Rose Family, the power of the fourth awakening should be the sequel to the 'Holy Body'. Deeply tapping into the power of the 'Holy Body' again should allow the Rose Family's bodies and minds to reach a higher level again.

And the 'Holy Flame'?

It is extremely rare.

As rare as the power of 'transformation into a dragon'.

Simply put, he got lucky.

But this kind of luck was really bad for him.

George VI reflects on what has happened since his 'awakening'.

First, he was "beaten to the punch" by the little ghost from Steinbeck's house, then he was discovered in the perfect "shelter", and then he hoped to enter the legend faster, but the body he possessed awakened the "holy flame" targeting him.

All these things, one after another, almost made the former King of Tesin roar in anger.

He felt targeted.

It was as if an invisible black hand was controlling his fate.

"no!"

“We can’t go on like this!”

“Everything must be turned around!”

There was a fierce look in George VI's eyes.

Among the secret arts of the 'Church of Flesh and Blood' there is an extremely strict, yet extremely magical secret art: replacement!

Replace the current bloodline awakening talent!

Only the flesh and blood of a thousand people are needed as sacrifice!

Leave Sack temporarily, find a small town, and complete the blood sacrifice!

Although Sack has a large number of people, Fapol VII is not someone he can afford to provoke at his current level. Once discovered by the other party, he will be reduced to ashes with a breath of dragon's breath.

In order to suppress the backlash, he had already exposed his whereabouts.

I'm afraid it won't be long before it's discovered.

leave!

Must leave immediately!

Thinking of this, George VI in the cave prepared to get up and leave.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the cave, blocking the way.

It's Skiffens Steinbeck.

The other side smiled and looked at George VI.

"Your Majesty, you are really in a mess!"

“Get out of the way!”

George VI murmured.

The relationship between the two sides is quite delicate.

They are not enemies, but they are not friends either.

At most, they are allies who share the same interests but can betray each other at certain times.

"Hey, I said I could help you with your situation."

As he spoke, a test tube of medicine appeared in Skiffins Steinbeck's hand.

When the test tube appeared, George VI stopped in his tracks.

His intuition told him that this potion would work.

However, there was still caution and suspicion in his eyes.

Why did Skiffens Steinbeck have such a potion?

"The Steinbecks are not a nice name."

"It brings luck, but also misfortune."

"In order to suppress this misfortune, we need to use a variety of means, including wandering, including this potion - so, we are really experts in this regard."

Skiffens Steinbeck had a look of self-mockery on his face.

George VI didn't pay much attention to it.

“What do I need to give?”

There is not that much friendship between the two sides, and there is no such thing as giving it for free.

Moreover, even if there is friendship.

There also needs to be benefits to last long.

"'them'!"

Skiffens Steinbeck said softly.

Immediately, George VI narrowed his eyes.

Compared with his previous vigilance, George VI was now completely on guard.

"You look like this... don't tell me you're one of the so-called 'agents'!"

"no!"

"But I..."

Facing Skiffins Steinbeck's words, George VI immediately shook his head, but was immediately interrupted by the heir of the "Wandering Family" waving his hand.

"I know you were tangled up with one of 'them'."

"I also understand that you have used some of 'their' agents."

"But what does that matter?"

"That doesn't stop us from screwing 'em together!"

Skiffins Steinbeck looked as if it was a matter of course .

King George VI remained silent.

"Are you worried about the contract?"

"You also possess the secret arts of the 'Flesh and Blood Church'. You should know that those contracts are not constraints on you at all... On the contrary, they can be a help to you."

"Or are you worried about being exposed?"

"Don't worry."

"My potion will help you."

Skiffens Steinbeck said softly.

Just like the devil's whisper, George VI always had thoughts that shouldn't have appeared.

Or to be more precise!

These thoughts already exist!

Just because some objective ideas are suppressed!

And now?

It popped up again.

George VI knew the man in front of him very well. He was not only extremely bold, but also had a careful plan. Since the other party mentioned it, he must be quite confident.

"Who of 'them' are you going to deal with?"

George VI asked.

"'Bartender'!"

Skiffens Steinbeck uttered a code name.

King George VI frowned.

As far as he knew, the 'bartender' was not the strongest among 'them', but he was definitely the best-informed and the one with the best interpersonal relationships.

It's not easy to deal with such people.

Once you can't kill with one blow.

Then just wait to be hunted to the ends of the earth.

Moreover, the opponent is not weak.

How can I be weak if I can become 'them'?

George VI was not so arrogant as to ignore the other party.

"Why?"

George VI asked.

"Because he sold a piece of false information to the Steinbeck family, which almost caused the Steinbeck family to disappear."

Skiffens Steinbeck replied.

"But he's not easy to deal with!"

George VI emphasized.