Calamity Crown

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Unexpected 5 copies of [Bloody Honor].

What was even more unexpected was that this shotgun was actually made by the 'Mad King' himself.

"Nice power!"

“Very convenient!”

"Materials... must be wasted!"

Looking at the [First Generation Work] in his hand, Goethe quickly gave three evaluations.

[shooting] [charged shooting] is naturally the first evaluation.

【Bullet Generation】【Change】【Activation】corresponds to the second evaluation.

[Sturdy] is a 'waste' in Goethe's eyes.

Although Goethe didn't know what kind of material the "Mad King" used to make the first-generation works, but the description of "extremely precious and unique materials made the first-generation works indestructible" is enough to explain everything.

"The 'Mad King' who made similar items for the first time should have taken out the best materials in his hands, but his own skills were too poor, and he did not bring out the characteristics of the materials, leaving only the most intuitive 'hard' materials. This appearance."

Goethe guessed in his heart.

Van der Sar on the side looked at Goethe silently holding the gun, and couldn't help but sighed softly.

"Have you heard of this cursed gun?"

the old woman asked.

"Ah."

Goethe nodded calmly.

The bottom of my heart is guessing 'Shield'.

Who is this guy?

"The 'principal' didn't think that the bastard 'Shield' would dare to do this. This ungrateful guy, I suspect that the disappearance of the 'principal' is also related to this bastard."

The old woman said indignantly, but her eyes kept looking at Goethe.

However, to the disappointment of the old lady, Goethe looked calm and was not moved by the name 'Schelde'.

But immediately, Goethe's words surprised the old lady.

"He smashed the head of the 'Principal's' wife, lover, descendant with the butt of his gun... Oh, how stupid."

Goethe concealed the exact figure, but said vaguely.

Although vague, it was enough to surprise the old lady.

The old woman looked at Goethe for two or three seconds before she came back to her senses.

"Right."

"Back then you hid it too well. In order to make you work hard and gain your trust, he will definitely tell you this."

"After all, he had already lost this cursed gun back then."

The old woman sighed.

"Yes."

As Goethe said, he showed a smile along the way.

The bottom of my heart is roughly locked on the situation of 'Shield'.

The old man in pajamas, holding milk or something similar in the memory of 'Mordode'.

Goethe couldn't think of anything else but the other party.

The words of the old woman after that confirmed Goethe's guess.

"Hmph, this bastard has been pretending to be himself. If it wasn't like this, he wouldn't have fooled the 'principal' and let the 'principal' entrust his eldest son to the other party, and let the other party become a tutor!"

The old woman snorted coldly, with anger in her eyes.

In the words that followed, there was contempt.

"But this bastard is nothing but a disguise."

"The mysterious knowledge left by the 'principal', the kind of knowledge written in special characters, the other party clearly has the notes of the 'principal', but they can't comprehend it at all."

"The last time I found him, this bastard was still wearing that tattered pajamas, holding milk and studying the mysterious knowledge left by the 'principal', but he found nothing at all."

"Otherwise, there will be no progress."

"A guy who can only use the reputation of 'principal' to confuse people."

Sheld is the tutor that the 'mad king' finds for his descendants?

This news surprised Goethe a bit.

He glanced at the label of [First Generation Works], and he sighed more and more for the fate of the descendants of the 'Mad King'.

With such ancestors, it is simply bad luck.

except to die...

There are basically no other consequences.

As for Sheld's failure to break through the mysterious knowledge left by the 'Mad King'?

Goethe was not surprised.

The so-called 'mysterious knowledge' should be the hometown characters written by the 'mad king'. With the annoying character of the 'mad king', it must be encrypted on these knowledge.

Only those who are truly identified by the other party will know the answer to the mystery.

Even if other people take it, it is impossible to be useful.

Of course, there is another possibility.

The early 'Mad King' was heartless.

This is not the case with the mid-term 'Mad King'.

If the "Mad King" in the mid-term returns here and finds out that things have changed, what will he do?

The high probability is that it will destroy the 'critical part'.

Why not kill Sheard?

Of course it can't be done!

The 'Mad King' who was 'betrayed' was seriously injured, so he couldn't do this at all!

Or to be precise, even if the 'betrayed' 'mad king' is intact, he will not kill him!

The 'Mad King' is hiding!

You know, the curse of the 'Mad King''s own bloodline can ignore the distance between worlds.

Naturally, it would not be difficult for the enemy that the 'Mad King' was facing to come across the border.

Therefore, the 'Mad King' must be careful and careful.

"The high probability is that the seriously injured 'Mad King' licked his wounds here, and when he recovered, he didn't show up at all in order to hide his whereabouts, but returned to the 'Anchor World' quietly."

Goethe guessed in his heart, and looked at the bottom of the gun stock.

It is written in the language of your hometown: May you grow up healthily and have a safe life.

Very simple words.

It represents the blessing of the 'mad king' to his first child.

pity……

Heads are smashed!

Goethe sighed.

The old woman kept staring at Goethe. When Goethe checked the text on the bottom of the gun stock, her eyes showed anticipation, apprehension, and a hint of ambiguity.

"How about it?"

"Can you identify what it is?"

When Goethe looked up, the old lady asked immediately.

"a bit difficult."

Goethe, of course, could not tell the truth.

"is it?"

"Even you who have obtained part of the 'College', can't you recognize the text on it?"

The old woman looked disappointed.

Then the old woman said to herself.

"Since the disappearance of the 'principal', I have been tracking down the whereabouts of the 'principal', and finally locked my target on the bastard 'Shield', who was the first assistant principal of the 'college'. With the disappearance of the 'principal' And disappeared, and finally, I found him and got back what belonged to the 'principal', but not all."

"The Empire has been calling in linguists to decipher the text left by the 'Headmaster'."

"But it was not successful. After 40 years, it has only scratched the surface."

"According to Professor 'Doger', the text left by the 'principal' is simply a heavenly book, which does not conform to the text of any country in history. If you want to decipher it, you can only find the key points left by the 'principal'."

"But until now, we haven't found the key point."

After finishing speaking, the old woman looked at Goethe again.

Goethe showed a wry smile very cooperatively.

"He was always so unpredictable."

Goethe said so.

Such words resonated with the old woman.

"Yeah, he's always so unpredictable."

The old woman nodded repeatedly.

Then, the bracelet on the old woman's hand suddenly buzzed.

Hum, buzz.

The violent buzzing caused vibrations.

The old woman did not hide it, and pressed it on the bracelet.

I heard a rough voice coming from inside.

"Madam Vice Principal, there was a change in the southern security office. Its door opened by itself, and the ritual items you arranged around it began to burn."

"Understood, I'll go back right away."

The old woman's face sank, and then she looked at Goethe.

"There are some things that I need to deal with personally, and I have to leave."

"Do you need help?"

Goethe asked with a smile.

"Need not."

The old woman replied decisively, but immediately, her voice became softer, and said: "If there is a need, I will definitely ask you for help."

"No problem, as long as you are willing to pay for it."

Goethe shrugged and watched the old woman leave.

There is no doubt that this old woman really regards the 'college' as her own private property and does not allow others to intervene.

Goethe didn't care about that.

What he cared about was the change in the southern security office.

Turning around and returning to the hotel, Goethe, who dragged himself to the room by the floor, adjusted the viewing angle of [Spirit of the Blood Raven], and said to Jerry——

"Bring me popcorn and sparkling water!"