Calamity Crown

"Then him?"

"Don't worry, he has a mobile phone, a car, and... a wife."

Facing the puzzled female swordsman, Goethe said.

"Ok?"

The female swordsman became more and more puzzled.

"Zoter is a pretty good guy. He saves his family and thinks of others. He diligently does some things that others are unwilling to do, just to make his wife and children live better."

"Surely his wife must have been a good person."

"That's the only way that Zote will treat him like this."

"And men?"

"A stubborn creature, even if it suffers outside, will return home with a smile on its face, especially for Zot who loves his wife so much, he must have exaggerated his treatment outside, making his wife think that he has passed Very good."

"So, I want his wife to see the 'real him,' Zouter who deserves a promotion and a raise, and more pocket money."

Goethe explained.

"So it is."

"Goethe, your heart is very gentle."

The female swordsman looked at Goethe with splendor in her eyes.

Goethe shook his head and said very honestly.

"He still owes me two meals. With his current pocket money, he can't afford me at all, so I have to give him more pocket money."

Female Swordsman: ...

After being stunned for a full three seconds, an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh appeared on the cold face of the female swordsman.

"Can't you deny it?"

"If you tell the truth like this, the goodwill that aroused in my heart will disappear all of a sudden."

The female swordsman sighed.

"Then you hate me?"

Goethe asked back.

"it's OK."

The female knife thought for a while, and answered seriously.

"That's it, I don't make you hate me who is honest, and I may gain your favor when I lie, but it makes me feel disgusted by myself, because..."

Goethe pursed his lips, and a touch of melancholy appeared on his handsome face.

"Because of what?"

The female swordsman asked.

"Because it violates my faith!"

"Treating people with sincerity is like my sword and your knife—they won't lie, but when their masters lie, they will lose their sharpness."

Goethe said seriously.

"Faith? Sincerity?"

The female swordsman's eyes lit up, but she recovered immediately.

"You can use a sword?"

"Well, that's great."

"Then why don't you have a sword?"

The female swordsman looked puzzled.

"My sword, sincerity, is faith!"

"Of course you can't let people see it!"

"It's not in my hands, but it's in my heart—heart, how can it be easily shown to others?"

Goethe smiled at the female swordsman, and then walked forward. The night wind gently blew the skirt of the coat, and the female swordsman looked at the back bathed in the bright moonlight, and couldn't help murmuring softly.

"Without a sword in your hand, but with a sword in your heart?"

Goethe didn't answer, and continued to walk forward, walking neither fast nor slow, leaving a little leeway, appearing neither fast nor slow.

When Goethe took the seventh step, the female swordsman suddenly raised her head and said——

"Goethe, I want to see your sword."

Chapter 58 The Message and the 'Xia Ke Yin'

Walking into the bathroom, Goethe took a quick shower, wrapped in a bath towel, cooked instant noodles in the kitchen, added two eggs and two sausages—the sausages were suggested by Goethe to Zouter, and the latter deeply appreciated it.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Enter!"

There was a knock on the door, and Goethe said directly.

Zote came in with two cases of beef and a case of apple juice on a wheelbarrow.

Each box of beef has a standard weight of 50kg, just enough to give birth to two [Secondary Blood Crows].

After upgrading from [Crows], Goethe has been secretly feeding this kind of [Inferior Blood Crows] that can reside on the statue of [Ominous Call], and he has already saved 10 before, but with the [Heart] reaching 1 Afterwards, there were 10 more crows. Goethe was going to continue replenishing them, but they would not be full, but about 8 more. The remaining [heart] 0.1 share will be reserved for ordinary crows.

0.1 [Heart] in exchange for 100 ordinary crows as eyes and ears is really a bargain.

As for the apple juice?

Also useful.

"Your appetite is a bit scary."

"I have to eat more than 100 catties of meat a day."

"Is this the secret of your strength?"

Zot couldn't help asking.

"of course."

Goethe nodded seriously.

Zot immediately rolled his eyes, but then pulled the injury in the corner of his eye, and immediately, the interim branch president of Luteng City gritted his teeth.

"hiss!"

"what happened?"

"Bumped into a corner."

"Can you hit the corner so well? To be honest."

"My wife beat me."

The interim branch president of Lvteng City said without any complaints or anger on his face. He only had a sense of happiness... Well, it is the sense of happiness that belongs only to middle-aged people.

Zot said with a smile on his face.

"My wife raised my pocket money."

"How much has it increased?"

Goethe, who was eating noodles, raised his head.

"300!"

"I now have 800 pocket money a month!"

"I'll treat you to dinner next month!"

Zot raised his head with indescribable pride.

"300? Well, not bad."

Goethe nodded. According to his original guess, Zote's wife added 200 to Zote as the limit. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be 300. It seems that Zote's wife is really a very good person.

Of course, the temper must also be violent.

Goethe glanced at the bruise in the corner of Zote's eye.

"My wife is very good. She is usually quiet and quiet. When she was in school, she was the president of our literature club. It's just that after getting married, she became a little irritable because of rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea—but, this I can't blame her, but I should be blamed, because I am too stupid, with mediocre abilities, and didn't give her the life she deserves."

Zot sighed.

"You have worked very hard. According to your salary level, it has surpassed most ordinary people."

Goethe comforted himself while drinking the soup.

"Different!"

"If according to what you said, my wife is still very good-looking and surpasses most people, does it seem to be a 'good match' with my current salary? But as I grow older, my salary is increasing, and My wife's youth is fleeting and she has become an ugly old woman, so will she become a coward to me? Am I able to boss her around?"

"Not really."

"Money can be used as the basis, but feelings go beyond money."

"not to mention……"

"When my wife married me, I was poor and white."

Zot shook his head.

Goethe was slightly taken aback.

"It is precisely because of her initial dislike that you have no regrets - love is so absurd and unruly, but it is absolutely true. It requires not only romantic vows, but also mutual support in times of hardship. ... well, it's complicated."

He whispered to himself.

"what?"

Zot didn't hear clearly.

"I said this is fate, do you want noodles?"

Goethe changed the subject.

"No, I came here to deliver meat to you, and I still need to rush back—the situation in Huanghua City and Qiuhou City...is a bit complicated."

Zot found a proxy, but didn't say anything specific.

The interim head of the safety committee of Luteng City had a helpless expression on his face.

The other party regarded Goethe as a friend, and naturally wanted to tell Goethe something more, but with discipline, he couldn't say more.

Goethe nodded understandingly.

"Hey, is your 'money' short?"

Zot glanced at the 'wall of money' that had been piled up again, and felt that something was missing.

"is it?"

"I didn't pay attention either."

Goethe said so, but he didn't care.

But in the bottom of my heart, I was thinking silently: the good luck I got in exchange for 70w...

Sure enough.

Zuo Te did not have any doubts about Goethe's words. The interim president of Lvteng City waved his hand and walked out of the folklore, watching Zuo Te leave while Goethe washed the pot and washed the dishes.

When they returned to the living room, Li Yuan had already returned.

The female swordsman changed into a black sportswear and carried a sports bag in her hand. After seeing Goethe, her face was still slightly red.

However, when Goethe walked over, the female swordsman had once again turned into her original cold and arrogant appearance.

"This is a weapon that has been stained with the blood of the descendants of Lord Martial Saint as promised."