Calamity Crown

He didn't believe a word.

Get your hands on the 'Academy'?

I'm afraid it's not the queen, it should be Earl Tim.

Otherwise, how dare the queen.

A person who can become a queen may be silly, but a person who has been a queen for decades is definitely not a fool.

As for the emperor?

should be……

cooperate!

After all, according to the information that Goethe saw, His Majesty the Emperor did not really hold the power alone.

In the royal family, there are other people staring at this place, restraining each other.

Goethe understood all this, but Goethe still cooperated with the other party and pointed at himself.

"For example: my body?"

Goethe asked.

It is impossible for the other party to say so much for no reason.

Since so much has been said, there must be a reason.

Apart from the spy status of 'graduate', Goethe couldn't think of anything else.

"Yes."

"Your body and another guy have become the pawns of our queen. This is not the first time the other party has done this, but our queen must not be able to imagine what happened."

Speaking of this, the train conductor showed a gloating smile.

Is the antithesis of Queen's faction?

Such a smile made Goethe guess.

"I have to thank the queen."

Goethe said casually.

"She will definitely not accept your thanks. After all, your appearance has disrupted what she thought was a seamless and [-]% successful plan, and she will definitely be furious."

"but……"

"Your Majesty will not!"

The train conductor said with a smile.

His Majesty?

The emperor!

Is this pampering my wife and my brother-in-law, and supporting the faction that I think is 'just', forming a stable situation?

Should it be said that he is the emperor?

Goethe thought, but didn't speak.

The train conductor, without any hesitation, directly took out a notebook from the box at his feet, and gently placed it in front of Goethe.

"This is your memory from the 'Academy' before."

"There was a misunderstanding between us, and Abby was unintentional. I am willing to do my best to make it up to you. I just hope you don't resent us——Abby is my nephew and my only child."

Ok?

Is it my nephew, or my only child?

Ouyang Feng?

Goethe immediately looked at the conductor in front of him again.

With the scribbled appearance of the other party, it is hard to imagine that there is such a handsome offspring as Abby.

"Boys are like mothers."

The conductor rubbed his red nose.

"Jerry."

Goethe calls out female puppets.

Jerry immediately took the notebook in his hand.

The reason why Goethe didn't go to get it by himself was because he was worried that if he touched this notebook, his memory would be restored. Once his memory was restored, he would have to leave the 'secret realm' in front of him.

come back again?

Then I don't know when it will be.

Moreover, his purpose has not been completed.

"I don't hold a grudge against you."

"Because, I accepted Abby's apology."

Goethe pointed to the canned peaches and pears in Jerry's hand, and under the surprised gaze of the train conductor, he continued, "This notebook is not very important to me, but since you gave it to me, for the sake of fairness, I Let me tell you a piece of definite news——the reason why I was able to separate the potion and alchemy classrooms from the 'College' is because I refined [Elixir of Life]."

"This news would have been valuable a few days ago."

"Now?"

"It's still worth a little."

"It should be more than enough to replace it."

Saying so, Goethe raised his teacup again to give the train conductor time to digest the news.

Moments later, the train conductor recovered from the shock.

"Your Excellency, what do you need to tell us the formula?"

"I swear in the name of His Majesty, we will do our best!"

The other party said loudly.

After waiting for a long time, Goethe, who finally got this sentence, showed a smile.

"Everything related to the 'principal' in the outside world, whether it belongs to the other party or the other party's descendants, as long as you find 20 pieces, I will tell you the formula."

"Of course, if you can find the 'Philosopher's Stone', I can tell you right away."

"but……"

Speaking of this, Godra made a long tone.

He looked at the conductor who was listening, and seemed to be indifferent, but actually paid close attention to Van der Sar, Woody, etc., and began to dig holes.

He lowered his voice and said——

"Be careful with the 'Philosopher's Stone', it's scary."

Chapter No.17 Harvest!

,!

Everything has to be done in moderation.

Digging is even more so!

People who often dig pits tend to dig themselves into it - Goethe knew this, so after saying this sentence with seemingly good intentions, Goethe got up and left.

Wandering around the bazaar formed by the 'convoy' twice, Goethe bought some interesting cans and books again.

Naturally, Goethe paid for it.

After taking over the 'Paradise Hotel', all the coins accumulated in the hotel became Goethe's.

It can't be said to be very rich, but it is also rich enough to buy canned food and books at the 'bazaar', which is more than enough.

As for those weird handicrafts?

Goethe just glanced over.

That high price, any one of them, can reduce his worth by half at this moment.

More importantly, although these "handicrafts" that look like "extraordinary items" are exquisitely made, none of them really possess extraordinary powers.

Simply put, they are all fakes.

It is precisely because of this that Goethe called it a 'handicraft'.

After turning his eyes away from a statue with seven arms, four legs, and a plump female body, Goethe took Jerry and prepared to leave - I have to admit that the other party's sculptor is really superb, making the whole statue extremely lifelike. Nothing is revealed.

pity……

too expensive!

With such exclamation, Goethe stayed away from the market.

From the moment Goethe appeared, he was the focus of everyone's attention.

With his departure, such attention did not decrease, but increased.

The unknown teachers and students inquired about Goethe's identity.

Those teachers and students who know some inside stories have deep taboos, and they keep silent in the face of inquiries from colleagues and classmates.

And those teachers and students who had traded with Goethe delivered the 'message' in their own way - not only the 'one-day tour group', but also the flight attendants, all had dual identities.

In this regard, the conductor Edward turned a blind eye.

This is the result of many compromises.

Some things are always more reassuring to put on the bright side than in the dark.

However, there are some other things that need to be reminded.

"What do you think?"

Edward, the conductor of the train, asked Van der Sar.

After Goethe left, the old lady came back again and sat where Goethe had been sitting.

"What do you think?"

The old lady raised her hand to signal the security guard of the 'college' to bring another set of tea sets, while pretending to be confused.

The train conductor Edward didn't point it out. He waited for the security guard of the 'College' to bring the tea set and poured tea for the old lady himself before continuing: "Of course it's about Moldode."

"Compared to us, you should be the one who knows him best."

"I didn't expect that he would succeed."

Speaking of this, the conductor Edward sighed.

In the Royal Advisory Group, the discussion of 'Mordode' was more than once.

After all, as one of the pawns sent out early, Mordod has always been excellent, not only passing back enough information, but also causing the 'college' to split.

The focus of every discussion is naturally on the latter.

How Moore Dodd split the 'College'.

Can this scenario be replicated again?

But no one envisioned it, and Mordod succeeded.

Therefore, when the successful Moldaud appeared, the train conductor Edward could already imagine the expressions of those self-proclaimed smart guys in the royal advisory group.

In this regard, he is quite looking forward to it.

Edward, the train conductor, did not hide his expression.

He knew very well that he didn't need to cover up when facing the woman across from him.

And in places he couldn't see, Goethe, who observed everything with the help of [Spirit of the Blood Raven], had a deeper understanding of the 'secret realm' in front of him.

The imperial royal family has never been monolithic.