Chapter 216 Goethe's Extravagant Hope! (Seeking Subscription~asking for Monthly Pass~)

In the room, there was silence.

There was only the sound of the residual grease dripping from the grill into the charcoal brazier.

The Grand Duke sat there wiping his oily palms. He didn't urge Goethe and Gergil—because, when he first learned of this information, he was far more shocked than his two juniors.

He exclaimed directly at that time.

Even fidgeting and pacing around the room.

And almost hit the wall.

Ten minutes later, Gejir exhaled a long breath——

"Do the Royal Family of Fabol, Ludez, Yatuk, and Lidar know about it?"

Gergil asked.

Goethe immediately guessed what Gergil was thinking.

Quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes.

Unity can defeat the strong even when the weak are small.

When facing a strong enemy, choosing to form an alliance is the only choice.

However, the Grand Duke shook his head.

"Maybe know, maybe don't know, more likely to know and pretend not to know."

"In this world, members of our Ke family will not trust others unconditionally except for their family members, and other people also have their own bottom line to abide by, but these royal families are definitely not included."

"Especially a guy who can become a king..."

"Each one is extremely insidious."

The Grand Duke exhorted.

"And the king of Faber?"

"certainly!"

"Although he is an idiot compared to George VI, but this is only compared to an old fox like George VI, in fact?"

"The whole of Faber is under the control of the opponent, and, according to his own ideas, he is changing little by little."

As he spoke, the Grand Duke pulled out two messages from the side.

One from Bear Castle.

One from Faber.

Xiongbao's said: Simlei Ke and the head of the "Knights of the Rose" Dirkmore fought to a draw.

The news from Faber is interesting.

"The nobles of Fabol are dissatisfied with the head of the 'Knights of the Rose', Dirkmore, and his brother, and have launched an impeachment? That King Fabol listened to the opinions of his court official Porti, and is now To protect the head of your knight order?"

"Are these guys stupid?"

Every time he saw information about Fabol, Gejill always felt incomprehensible.

Dirkmo's ability to draw with his elder brother is enough to show his strength.

In addition, the other party is only slightly older than his elder brother, so the potential is naturally endless.

Maybe one day he will become a 'legend'!

Moreover, it is rumored that the other party has no more bad hobbies, like food, fancy clothes, and women—such hobbies are nothing in Tesin, let alone Fabol, who is famous for his enthusiasm.

It can be called a good talk.

But such a person was actually impeached?

"It's just a battle of interests."

"The rise of Dirkmo disrupted the plans of many people, including that of King Faber."

"So, the other party is recovering the loss."

"This matter will cause a lot of trouble in Faber. In the end, the other party will probably launch another 'war' against us—not on a large scale, but on a small scale, similar to royal hunting."

"them……"

"Want to restore your dignity?"

Gergil rolled his eyes.

He didn't bother to pay attention to such meaningless behavior.

Which is more important, dignity or life?

Gergil is unquestionably the latter.

Of course, this is the premise that no family members are involved.

If it involves family members, someone touches his family members...

All the ashes were given to the other party.

Double standard?

kind of.

The Ke family is traditional.

"Since it's a royal hunt, it's a competition!"

"The best place is the inland sea. They don't want to compete with us in fishing, do they?"

The third son of the Grand Duke turned his head to look at Goethe while talking.

"I'm still thinking about the 'black hand of the world' just now...Uncle, how did you get the news?"

Goethe looked at the Grand Duke.

"Treasures of the ancestral land - my father, your great-uncle left Bode after he obtained part of the 'family property' and 'inheritance' from your great-grandfather. He went all the way north and finally came to 'Bear Castle', where It was a completely unexpected adventure, and in the end, your uncle and my father became the biggest winner of that adventure."

"He found a legacy of our ancestor 'Modeus' in Bear Castle."

"I call it a treasure!"

"There are not only part of the ancestor's diary, but also the complete 'Warrior' baptism inheritance and the initial research on the 'Volibear Breathing Method'."

"Of course, there is also a lot of wealth!"

"Because of this, our Ke family was able to quickly become the king of the northern border."

"And the 'Black Hand of the World' is recorded in that diary, only a few words, but it is enough to make us vigilant—it is precisely because of this vigilance that my father and brothers discovered the layout of King George VI, and also Let them choose to let me 'survive'."

The Grand Duke did not hide anything, and explained bit by bit.

Goethe listened attentively.

Gergil also widened his eyes.

Undoubtedly, this is the first time that the Grand Duke's third son has heard such a secret.

"In other words, you should have died, but you were resurrected from the body of Credor using your mother's secret technique?"

"Well, at that time our Ke family had no way out, so we could only take a risk."

"If it works, we'll get a break."

"If we fail, we will be wiped out."

The Grand Duke nodded calmly.

"Then our blood?"

Gejill's face was full of confusion.

"It has nothing to do with 'Kreidor', it is still the blood of the Ke family, although to a certain extent, it is not completely - it is like a broken ship, you repair it while driving, when you repair it When you get to the finish line, the boat looks the same, but the boat isn't exactly the same."

The Archduke explained.

"Does my brother, Emmlai and Nina know?"

Gergil asked.

"have no idea."

"I'll tell them later."

"Now!"

"Go and clean up the things nearby, especially those towns!"

The Grand Duke suddenly became serious.

"good."

Gejir looked at Goethe as he spoke, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

However, he was stopped by the Grand Duke.

"go by yourself!"

"Goethe won't help you, let alone appear on things related to you - I won't block the path you choose, but I don't want you to get 'lost', you know?"

The Grand Duke raised his voice a little higher.

"I know, I'll go right away!"

Gejir didn't stop there, got up and walked out.

Before going out, he even gave Goethe a wink.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious, just to make Goethe speak well.

Goethe winked back as a sign of agreement.

The Grand Duke saw it, but ignored it.

He wants his family to love each other.

Even, he knew why Gejir would do this.

well!

It was because he didn't work hard enough!

When I reacted, I regretted it!

Fortunately, it's not too late!

Not only his three sons have good talents, but even his nephew is also talented.

This is really good news!

"[Volibear's breathing method] is the core secret technique of our family. My father and your great-uncle devoted all their energy to how to perfectly coordinate it with the baptism ceremony of the 'warrior'."

"We don't have a secret realm, so we can't become a 'Dragon Blood Warrior'. We can only go the way of a 'Warrior' to the end."

"Fortunately, my father did - after receiving the ancestral inheritance."

"However, there is no end!"

"I, Simlei, both chose this path. Emlei and Gegil are different. They sacrificed too much for the Ke family and chose different paths, but Goethe, you chose this path again."

"It happens to be three people."

"It's really good."

"Three people?"

Goethe blinked.

"It's the code word hidden in the diary by the ancestors—the apex of the 'Warrior' road can only accommodate three people!"

"This is a secret related to the fifth level. Afterwards, when you return to Bear Castle to worship your ancestors, you must carefully read the information inside, and it is best to memorize all of them firmly!"

"There's also 'Hellblood'..."

Saying so, the Grand Duke raised his hand.

The invisible power of blood and blood was blocked everywhere in the room, and after confirming that it would not be heard by others, he said to Goethe.

Immediately, words appeared before Goethe's eyes——

[Special information, judging...]

【Judgment passed...】

【Acquire the advanced information of 'Hellblood'! 】

[1, 'heart' 5]

[2, 'body' 20]

[3, Possess the front of "Berserker"]

【4. Completely release the 'madness' in my heart 3 times, and then regain my sanity (0/3)】

【5. Pierce the body with the 'golden horn' and keep it alive for 12 hours】

[Additional judgment in progress...]

[Judgment passed! 】

[Hunting Mandosi with bare hands, bathing the whole body with its blood! 】

...

The text paused for about two seconds, and the supplement began to appear——

['Madness' trial can be replaced by 4 bloody honors]

['Golden Horn' piercing trial can be replaced by 5 bloody honors]

[The blood of Mandosi can be replaced by 6 bloody honors]

...

"'Madness' is a test of the will, and the piercing of the 'Golden Horn' is a test of the body. Only a strong will and a strong physique can become a real 'Hellblood' - the 'Golden Horn' is kept in Xiong In the ancestral land of the castle, and the trial of 'madness', with me and Simlei, you can release it as much as you want, if something goes wrong, we will knock you out, and then we will continue, the more times, you will get used to it Then, you can control yourself very well.”

The Grand Duke spoke from experience.

"As for 'Fearless'?"

"It's only recorded in the ancestral land. According to tradition, Goethe, you have to enter the ancestral land to read it—unless necessary, I will not violate this rule, and...you should also go to the ancestral land to see."

Goethe nodded involuntarily.

To be honest, he was really curious about the ancestral land of Bear Castle.

Of course, he also has many questions.

The most direct thing is, are the so-called extra judgments for the baptism of the second-level "Berserker" and the third-level "Hellblood" lost? Or was there a mistake in the first place?

He believed that the Grand Duke would not lie to him.

He will go find the answer himself.

If it is missing, he will 'try to' make it up with reasonable reasons.

If it was an intentional mistake?

Goethe would be more cautious.

It's fine that he didn't know about the so-called "black hand of the world" before, but now that he knows, Goethe can't wait to bury himself in the soil so that no one will notice, and wait until he has enough strength to show up again.

"By the way, where's the little girl Sheila?"

"I think she and you..."

"Uncle, I suddenly realized that I need to retreat."

Before Grand Duke Scrooge finished speaking, Goethe showed an awkward yet polite smile, got up and left the room.

That speed is extremely fast.

When the sound of closing the door fell, Goethe was already standing in the Tusca Fortress.

Sheila?

Goethe stood at the same place, with Sheila's indifferent and dumb appearance appearing in his mind. To be honest, the silent Sheila is indeed very charming, and Goethe even admitted that he was moved.

Involuntarily, Goethe looked at Shila and Swart who were entering the barracks with two thousand elite cavalry.

Unlike Swart, who followed obediently, Sheila looked left and right, and when she saw Goethe, she ran over quietly and asked in a low voice, "Where is the 'Legacy of the Mad King'?"

As she spoke, Shira tilted her head and looked at the silent Goethe.

"Stupid bird."

Suddenly Goethe spoke like this.

Sheila?

How can it be!

Even if he was alone all his life, he would never consider this woman.

Sheila is still asking.

"tell me!"

"Tell me quickly!"

"Are you trying to break your promise?"

"do not do that!"

"It's a big deal, I'll give in one more step!"

Buzz buzz!

When Goethe heard such a sound, he felt three thousand flies buzzing in his ears. Without hesitation, Goethe turned around and left. Sila followed closely, and the two circled around the fortress of Tusca. Chasing and fleeing at the racetrack.

Everyone saw this scene, and unconsciously, the corners of people's mouths were slightly raised.

There is only one exception.

Sheila's teacher gritted her teeth watching this scene.

"Bastard, stay away from my little Sheila!"

"You bastard! Where do you put your hands?"

"Ahh! I'm going to kill you!"

On the side of the racetrack, Sheila grabbed Goethe's arm with both hands and held her tightly in her arms without letting go.

Goethe didn't have any ideas.

People may have thoughts about monitor lizards, but it is impossible to have thoughts about birds!

However, Xila's teacher couldn't see this. What he saw was that Goethe was taking advantage of his apprentice who was precious to his own daughter.

The teacher couldn't help but rushed out.

But a big hand just fell on the teacher's shoulder.

The huge, unrivaled power made this teacher stand still and not move.

The other party turned his head and saw a kind face.

"I am Goethe's uncle, Scrooge K."

"You are Sheila's teacher, right?"

"I noticed your existence before, but I was busy at the moment and couldn't get away. Now that the matter has been resolved, it just so happens that I think our two adults should talk about it."

Saying that, without any explanation, the teacher who dragged Shira walked towards the fortress.

No one sees these things.

Everyone looked at Goethe and Sila.

At this time, Shira no longer held Goethe's arm with both hands, but lay on Goethe's back with her arms around Goethe's neck, and her legs were tightly wrapped around Goethe's waist.

"Come down!"

"No!"

"Come down quickly!"

"Then tell me about the 'Mad King's Legacy' first!"

"I have no idea!"

"You lied to me!"

...

Goethe's voice was full of helplessness, but Xila's voice was full of vitality.

Not only crisp and sweet, but also full of stubbornness.

Everyone watched with a smile, and Swart even moved a Maza and sat there to watch.

Suddenly, someone shouted——

"Look, it's sunny!"

Over the overcast Tusca Fortress, a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds and just fell down.

It just shines on the racetrack.

In an instant, Goethe and Sila were stained with gold.

Warm without being harsh.

At this moment, people looked at the two people who were close together, and couldn't help but think of their own past.

It is so beautiful.

so...

thump!

Just when everyone was recalling their beautiful youth, Goethe, who could no longer bear it any longer, threw Sheila into the quagmire in front of her. He bit Goethe's calf.

Suddenly, the corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

Especially Swart shook his head and sighed.

"Oh, youth is gone just like that."

Soon, everyone stopped looking at the two people who were struggling in the quagmire.

No matter how good-looking a person is, if his face is covered with mud, he won't be able to look anywhere.

No matter how good the atmosphere is, a body full of mud will make people shake their heads and sigh.

After only two minutes, Goethe and Sierra were already muddy and completely stained.

About half an hour later, Xila, who was exhausted, lay flat in the mud, panting heavily.

Goethe, who had better physical strength, originally wanted to find a cleaner place to rest, but seeing that he was covered in mud, he simply followed Shila's appearance and lay down in the mud.

He looked up at the sky, slightly lost in thought.

Not thinking or plotting.

Rarely, at this moment, Goethe's mind was blank.

No vigilance, no guard, no layout.

Nothing at all.

The long-lost sense of relaxation appeared in Goethe.

When was the last time?

It's time to retire to the street to eat skewers!

Then……

Just come here!

Thinking of the experience of coming to the 'Anchor World', Goethe couldn't help but sigh.

It was a more depressing life than he had in the club, always worried about death.

Even now, he almost forgot how long he had been here.

Every day I move forward under the chase of death.

Inadvertently pay attention to other trivial matters.

If it wasn't for lying down at this moment, he would have almost forgotten what rest is.

"Thanks."

Goethe said suddenly.

Sheila on the side was taken aback.

Then the lady sat up and looked at Goethe suspiciously. When she saw Goethe lying there with his eyes closed and relaxed, she instinctively grabbed a handful of mud and smeared it on Goethe's face.

But Goethe, who was relaxed and about to express his feelings, didn't notice this.

"It's been a long time since I... Bah, bah!"

"Sheila!"

"Go to hell with me!"

Goethe stood up and rode Sheila under him, and the mud in his hand buried Sheila in the quagmire like a storm.

Goethe yelled, but there was no anger in his eyes, only a little presumptuousness.

He thought silently in his heart——

one day!

Just give me a day off!