Calamity Crown

Except for the necessary major events, Jerry can decide the rest by himself.

And Jerry did pretty well!

Niwen was still a little dissatisfied at first.

She thought that Goethe was ignoring the efforts of her and the teachers.

But two days later, Niwen became nothing but admiration.

After all, Jerry, who is knowledgeable, well-organized, tireless and calm all the time, is very suitable as an auxiliary management talent.

Or to be precise...

secretary!

And Goethe can be sure that the 'Mad King' made Jerry according to the 'Secretary' template.

To this end, he made Jerry wear a secretary suit: a skirt, a white shirt and... stockings, high heels.

White silk and black silk, against the backdrop of red-soled high-heeled shoes.

It's all so beautiful!

It is really pleasing to the eye!

Being in a happy mood also greatly improved his learning efficiency!

A week went by in a hurry.

This morning.

Woo!Woohoo!

The familiar siren sounded again, and the 'convoy' arrived as promised.

Goethe, who was 'learning' with Jerry, immediately raised his lips.

Chapter 33 Wronged and Wronged [Blade of Bloody Abuse]!

The 'convoy' that arrived as promised completely dispelled the last haze of the 'college'.

Especially when more items such as vinyl records, books and some puzzles appeared on the booth, most of the students had already forgotten what happened a week ago.

Some left?

Want to mention it, but dare not.

Because each such student has another identity.

What's more, they've all been warned by the new 'principal'.

If you are honest, you can successfully complete your studies.

If you want to do something?

Then go to the security office in the south for an indefinite 'reflection'.

Of course, for students like them with different identities, if they want to continue their studies, they still need to provide enough 'tuition fees' - items related to the former 'principal' Modeus.

Likewise, Goethe welcomes any student who can afford the 'tuition fee'.

Eggs are never put in one basket!

Goethe knew this when he was lured into the club.

Earl Tim is helping on the one hand.

The remaining people can be another helper.

And what could be better than doing both?

Naturally, the two forces come from different camps.

As for whether the camp behind these students with special identities is willing to cooperate?

Goethe wasn't worried.

With absolute strength and certain interests, these people must know what to do.

"Your Excellency the Headmaster."

Earl Tim, who had successfully become emperor, bowed and saluted.

Goethe smiled and didn't stop him.

Earl Tim and the people around him were not surprised by this.

Everyone takes this for granted.

It's just as natural as when Earl Tim returned to the present world and went to fight for the throne.

The subordinates and staff who had some gaps in the beginning burst out with incredible execution and coordination skills in an instant, and some people who seemed troublesome to him immediately surrendered.

The whole process was incredibly smooth.

Of course there are some troubles.

'Treason! '

'The traitor who has already harbored malicious intentions! '

The original members of the royal family shouted such words.

Then one of his staff buried the men alive.

after?

It became quiet.

The original royal family was preserved and downgraded to become a duke—this was a decision he made against all opinions, and those subordinates and staff members strongly opposed it. It was not until this time that he realized that his subordinates and staff members had already done a good job. Even the emperor's crown was prepared three years ago.

He didn't know any of this.

I really don't know.

It should be the handwriting prepared by the old emperor?

why?

Naturally, it is to pave the way for the royal heir and fill the private treasury.

After Earl Tim, who was not stupid, knew everything, he didn't have much thought except for a wry smile.

He is a pawn.

It was the chess piece of the old emperor before.

Now?

Nature is Goethe's pawn.

With such an awareness, Earl Tim is doing what a pawn should do—to solve Goethe's problems, fulfill all Goethe's entrustments as much as possible, and do more things within his ability.

even for...

Save my sister.

Queen Eve's condition was very bad. Not only did she become thinner, but her consciousness became blurred after entering the 'College'. When the 'Convoy' landed, she simply fell into a coma.

The backlash from the 'College' becomes weaker the further the distance is.

And after entering the 'college', it broke out immediately.

Count Tim looked longingly at Goethe.

Goethe smiled, without raising his hand, Empress Eve woke up, the paleness on her face disappeared even more, and she stood there as if waking up from a dream.

"where am I?"

"Tim?"

After seeing her younger brother, Queen Eve hugged her younger brother excitedly.

Goethe did not bother the siblings.

He walked to the 'Convoy' side.

"Bring me two cans of peach and pear water."

He said so.

Abby raised her head slightly blankly.

The young flight attendant was much more haggard than before, and his eyes were full of bewilderment, completely missing the innocence and shyness that Goethe had seen before.

"It's you!"

After the young flight attendant was a little dazed, he quickly stood up to pack Goethe's things.

Picking up the can, Goethe turned around and left. The young flight attendant didn't stop him, but just sat there stupidly.

His uncle died.

That was his only relative.

Several of his close friends also died.

Accidents are always so unexpected.

He didn't know what to do.

revenge?

The enemy is dead.

Completely aimless.

Being confused is the most authentic portrayal of the young flight attendant in the past week.

"Give me a can of pear water."

A hoarse voice sounded.

"well!"

The young flight attendant came back to his senses, and immediately packed things for the guests mechanically. When he passed the things over, due to the angle of sitting, he saw the familiar face hidden under the hood at a glance.

That red nose is so familiar!

"uncle……"

"Shut up, come with me."

As soon as the train conductor Edward raised his hand, he stopped his son's shouting, and while turning around, motioned for his son to follow.

Without any hesitation, the young flight attendant followed.

They moved away from the 'convoy'.

Came to the rotten black river.

Here, a few more people are waiting.

Edward, the conductor, took off his hood.

The men also took off their hoods.

It's his dead friend.

Abby was so excited that her whole body trembled, her eyes turned red.

"You bastard, don't cry."

The conductor Edward said directly.

The rest let out a good-natured laugh.

"Uncle, everyone, you are not..."

"It was Your Excellency 'Principal' who resurrected us, and then we became the academy's 'Dark Guards'."

Edward, the train conductor, explained.

"'Dark Guard'?"