Calamity Crown

"What are you doing?"

"Have you forgotten your identity, Margarita?"

Goethe and Margarita heaved a sigh of relief at the same time when they saw Dirkmer standing up.

The two slowed down on purpose just now, held hands, and looked at each other sweetly from time to time, just to stimulate the head of the 'Knights of the Rose'.

Otherwise, when the two of them really walked in front of Dotnier, it would be a terrible thing that they couldn't get off the stage.

Immediately, Goethe gave Dirkmo a look of thanks for his cooperation.

In order to perform this good show, Goethe Margarita deliberated and rehearsed for several days, taking into account all possible accidents as much as possible.

Naturally, it includes Faber's customs and habits, the reactions of the people present and so on.

However, no one can guarantee completeness.

What if there is an accident?

Fortunately, such a situation did not arise.

"Are you provoking me?"

"You bastard..."

Dirkmo saw Goethe's eyes, and his heart, which was already mad because of jealousy, completely made him lose his mind. He held the hilt of his sword and roared at Goethe.

However, before the words were finished, a shadow enveloped Dirkmore.

Simlai Ke's extremely tall body quietly stood beside Dilkmo.

"If you want to die, just finish the rest of the sentence."

The Grand Duke's eldest son looked at Dilkmo with a cold face.

This is not a threat.

Just stating the facts.

If Dilkmo really dared to finish his sentence, he would kill Dilkmo directly.

He had too many scruples in the last battle, and he didn't go all out.

Now?

Father was at Bear Castle, so he could give it a go.

Dirkmo's expression changed.

Not only because of the killing intent of Simlai Ke, but also because of Dotnier!

The palm of the eldest son of the Tulip family appeared on the palm of his sword at some point, pressing down on the hilt of the sword, and looking at him with a smile on his face.

That kind of smile with the corners of the mouth upturned and the eyes cold.

If possible, Dotnier really wanted to cut the bastard in front of him into seven or eight pieces.

What's the situation, such a thing popped up?

Our family affairs, is it your turn to point out here as an outsider?

Silly X!

As the eldest son of the Tulip family, Dotnier Mag couldn't say such vulgar words, but he could express it with his eyes.

But that wasn't what troubled Dilkmore the most.

The most uncomfortable thing is the eyes of people around.

It was utter, unabashed disgust.

Not only the Xiongbao people, but also Fabol's companions.

Even, to some extent, Faber's colleagues are even more disgusting.

After all, in the eyes of the Faber people, Goethe and Margarita are very suitable for them, their concept of love, and their yearning for love.

Especially those noble ladies and wives are even more obsessed with it.

But seeing that he was about to go further, a spoiler suddenly popped up.

Especially this spoiler, under the premise that his reputation is still very bad, let alone the disgusting feeling.

If it wasn't for the inappropriate status and occasion, these noble ladies and wives would have started scolding them long ago.

But not everyone held back.

A young lady suddenly spoke—

"It's a match made in heaven, when will you, a monster like you, point fingers?"

The sound, while crisp, is loud.

Just behind Faber's crowd.

People were taken aback for a moment, and then roared with laughter.

"That's right, they are a match made in heaven, when will you get a demon like you to point fingers?"

"That's right!"

"what are you?"

……

After a word, the Faboers, who were still concerned about their identity, spoke one after another.

However, it is still a little reserved.

Xiongbao people are more straightforward.

Cow dung was thrown towards Dirkmore.

At this moment, there are two pieces of news for Dirkmore.

Got a good new.

A bad news.

The good news is that he is so quick that cow dung can't hit him.

The bad news is that there is a lot of cow dung on the ground.

Lowering his head and covering his face, Dirkmo rushed towards the bear castle.

The distressed appearance made the man who threw cow dung more active.

And taking advantage of this time, Godra said that Margarita, who was still a little dazed, 'stepped down' - the prelude was enough, and if she stayed any longer, it would really be too late.

However, when rushing through the gate of Bear Castle, Goethe still gave Faber a thumbs up in the crowd.

Among the servants behind Faber's nobleman, Ella, a small town girl in disguise, is slipping away quietly.

The town girl smiled embarrassedly when she saw Goethe's thumb.

Immediately, it disappeared at a faster speed.

Dotnier wanted to stop Goethe and Margarida to ask for clarification.

However, the cow dung all over the sky stopped the eldest son of the Tulip family.

He watched Ge pull his sister to run farther and farther.

and……

He seemed to hear his sister's laughter.

Very happy kind.

"Forget it, I'll ask later."

Thinking of this, the eldest son of the Tulip family suddenly froze.

Not only the eldest son of the Tulip family was stunned, but all the nobles of Fabol were also stunned.

because--

Dirkmore was hit by cow dung.

When the head of the 'Knights of the Rose' dodged, a piece of cow dung appeared on the way of his dodge just right.

Snapped!

In the middle of the arm of the head of the 'Knights of the Rose'.

Not only the others were stunned.

Dirkmore himself was also stunned.

when?

The head of the 'Knights of the Rose' is incredible.

And this is broken!

Whoosh whoosh!

clap clap clap!

Following this stunned moment, cow dung all over the sky fell on the head of the 'Rose Knights', and in an instant, the head of the 'Rose Knights' changed his look.

Anger!

Shame and anger!

Just when Dirkmo was about to kill regardless, a cold gaze came over him.

It's Simlai K.

If you dare to make a move, I will kill you.

The grand duke's eldest son clearly expressed his position.

Dirkmo gritted his teeth.

Covering his face in shame and indignation, he walked forward.

He swore in his heart that he must make Goethe look good.

"just wait!"

"Aren't you going to challenge all the second order?"

"I will ruin your reputation, and you will die without a place to bury you!"

Dirkmo secretly swore in his heart.

It's just that the forward posture has become more and more embarrassing.

"Hahaha!"

Shila, who was among the crowd in Bear Castle, let out a cheerful laugh, chasing each other with the cow dung in her hand one by one - she was the one who threw the cow dung that hit Dirkmore just now.

Now?

She doesn't mind hitting each other a few more times.

On the Fabol noble side, they slowed down.

There is too much cow dung on the ground.

They have to be careful.

"Luckily I'm used to wearing high heels."

A Faber nobleman muttered in a low voice.

"Well, it is indeed our traditional costume."

The other nodded happily.

This is the general Faber nobleman.

The members of the Rose family and the Tulip family had another exchange.

"Remember, if Dirkmore comes to see me, just tell me I have something to do."

They don't want to smell of cow dung.