Calamity Crown

Skiffins Steinbeck sighed, as if admiring Faber VII's boldness and talent.

Everyone knows that the blood pulse is terrible.

The conflict of ordinary blood is fatal.

Not to mention dragon-like.

"Then let's wish this His Majesty success in appeasing his anger."

Goethe picked up the tea, toasted far away in the direction where Faber VII flew away, and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, Skiffins Steinbeck was already walking towards the tavern in the alley at the corner.

That's where the 'bartender' is.

The wooden sign reads 'Hex's Tears'.

The door appeared to be tightly shut.

But as Skiffins Steinbeck exerted a little force.

Squeak!

door, open.

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The friction between the door shaft and the door frame made Skiffins Steinbeck frown.

He doesn't like the sound.

It's like not liking getting up early.

It was pitch black behind the door, and even the afternoon sun could not illuminate the interior at all.

But a piece of paper floated out.

It says--

Enter at your own risk.

The text is clear.

Not dated or signed.

Skiffins Steinbeck glanced at it, then walked in calmly.

It's like walking through a layer of smoke.

The inside suddenly lit up.

Warm lights, oval light bulbs hang on the roof like blooming petals, the ground is a black and white checkered floor, and in the distance is a wooden bar and high round stools with backrests.

The exceptionally clean goblets that were wiped one by one hung upside down on it.

Bottles of wine are placed on the wine cabinet.

Behind the bar stood a middle-aged man in a black vest and white shirt.

"welcome."

The other party said, after a slight pause, he continued: "Skeffins Steinbeck? He turned out to be the heir of the 'Wandering Family'——Hi, I don't have any whiskey stained with human blood here."

A word of peeping.

One answer.

【The Eye of Fairness】.

Skiffins Steinbeck was thinking, and walked towards the bar.

But after taking two steps, I found something was wrong.

He didn't really get close to the bar.

Instead, stay put.

Just when this idea appeared, Skiffins Steinbeck found that the distance between himself and the bar began to increase infinitely. The distance that was originally less than ten meters in a straight line suddenly shortened to a hundred meters.

Next, there are kilometers.

The originally clear bar and people instantly became dull.

Skiffins Steinbeck lowered his head, and the black and white floor under his feet was like a chessboard. At this time, it was magnified countless times. Originally, he could fill a floor of the same color with one foot.

but now?

Standing on a floor of the same color, he looks small.

"I don't like visitors without an appointment."

"So, let's play a board game!"

"Each black and white grid may represent safety and traps. If you walk in the safe grid, you can continue to move forward. If you walk in the trap grid, you will receive a fatal blow - no doubt, it is a real fatal blow, because It’s a contract you signed when you entered the board game, and it’s enforced when you choose to walk into the bar.”

The person at the bar said with a chuckle.

"is it?"

Skiffins Steinbeck was also smiling.

"It has no rules."

"It's just a gamble."

"And I want to see your luck."

The other said so.

Skiffins Steinbeck didn't speak, just closed his eyes and strode forward.

One step, two steps.

Ten steps and one hundred steps.

Skiffins Steinbeck went straight on.

When he stopped and opened his eyes, he was already standing in front of the bar again.

All the way.

A trap was not triggered.

"The Steinbeck family has always had good luck."

Skiffins Steinbeck said with a smile.

"Yes."

"There is no doubt about this, mother."

"only……"

"Those who travel with you are not very lucky."

The people in the bar nodded first, and then sneered: "He should be tortured by the adults now, right? Are you a little strange, why do I call you adults?"

"Because I'm just the agent of Lord 'Bartender'."

As the other party spoke, he looked at Skiffins Steinbeck with a complacent expression.

Skiffins Steinbeck looked at each other with an expression like looking at a fool.

"you know?"

The other party raised his voice.

"Ah."

Skiffins Steinbeck nodded.

"impossible!"

"You can't know!"

"You've never seen Mr. Bartender!"

"And now I am exactly the same as Lord 'Bartender'!"

The other party looked in disbelief.

"Ugh."

Skiffins Steinbeck sighed. He sat on the chair, took off a goblet straight away, raised his hand and waved for a bottle, and after pouring himself a glass, he said softly: "Frogs always Conceited, especially when he is at the bottom of the well, he will think that the sky is only the size of the well head, and you?"

"Not even a frog."

With those words, Skiffins Steinbeck took a sip of the wine in his glass.

"It's hard to drink."

Skiffins Steinbeck commented.

However, the other party did not hear such comments.

The opponent standing there has become a 'salt pile'.

Just as the literal meaning describes, the figure made of 'salt' - Skiffins Steinbeck walked around the bar, walked into it, and tapped lightly.

Snapped!

The opponent is broken.

The salt pile collapsed.

A 'door' appeared under the salt pile, swallowing the collapsed salt pile completely.

And a ring has already appeared in Skiffins Steinbeck's hand.

【The Eye of Fairness】!

Looking at the ring in his hand, Skiffins Steinbeck took a deep breath.

What he said with Goethe and George VI is true.

Not lying.

Nor did it hide.

[Eye of Fairness and Truth] is one of the things inherited by the Steinbeck family.

However, the [Eye of Fairness and Truth] seemed to be snatched by the 'bartender', but in fact it was the ancestor of the Steinbeck family who gave it up voluntarily, otherwise, the other party would have no chance at all.

And now?

He took it back.

It is not against the ancestors.

Just had to.

He needs to prove something.

Thinking of this, Skiffins Steinbeck put on the ring, turned around and walked out.

Goethe's battle?

He believed it should be over, too.

In fact, it is the same--

After eating the cream muffin, Goethe drank berry tea made from chopped strawberries and blueberries.

For a sweet and sour taste, dilute the cream.

Goethe raised his hand again and asked for a pie.

Three layer beef patty.

The outer skin is crispy, and the beef and onion filling has the thickness of meat and the sweet and spicy taste of onion. Goethe rolled up the stuffing, stuffed it straight into his mouth, and chewed it with big mouthfuls.

Oily appearance.

Mixed with the crisp sound of Kaka.