Calamity Crown

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Next, have another sip of berry tea.

It is really enjoyable.

Goethe found that since his racial talent [Humanity] was promoted to [(Gold. Alienation)], his appetite became particularly good. When [Feast II] appeared, he even had a mentality of enjoying eating.

It's about simply enjoying the food.

Not more than the rest.

It feels fresh but just a little bit just right.

It's like pepper in winter lamb soup.

Goethe squinted and enjoyed the food.

Goethe didn't mind even if there was one more person beside him.

"Tea and meatloaf?"

"Not worthy."

"I recommend choosing beer, the iced one, and it's refreshing to drink it down in one sip."

A middle-aged man sat opposite Goethe.

The other party was wearing a black vest, white shirt, black trousers and leather shoes of the same color. It was a complete four-piece suit. His hair was combed meticulously and he had a mustache.

When facing Goethe, he showed a smile.

"My name is... Well, this name is too old."

"You can call me 'the bartender.'"

"Can you tell me your name?"

The other party asked politely.

"Goethe."

Goethe held the teacup and said the name.

After hearing this name, the other party's smile immediately became a little more sincere.

"Are you the descendant of that Modeus?"

the other party asked.

"Well, it is."

Goethe nodded.

To some extent, his body is indeed a descendant of the 'Mad King'.

The frank admission made the other party look a little more appreciative.

"I'm very interested in your bloodline, so can we make a deal?"

"A fair deal."

The other party emphasized that without waiting for Goethe to speak, he continued: "You give me a certain amount of blood on a regular basis, and I will provide you with protection. At the same time, I can turn a blind eye to the offense of you and that kid from the Steinbeck family."

"He's not a nice guy."

"I don't know why you formed an alliance with him, but there is a high probability that you were deceived, right?"

"The Steinbeck family is always full of people like that."

"Always tempt others with various benefits."

"but……"

"It's all a blank check!"

The 'bartender' seemed to have thought of something unhappy, and his face became gloomy.

"Did you know? Their misfortune is due to the curse."

"And for you, it's hatred."

"Want to know?"

There was a smile on the face of the 'bartender' again, and he looked like he came to trade with me - he was not like this at the beginning, but after he got the [Eye of Fairness], he gradually changed into this look .

He doesn't hate the change.

This change made him feel fair.

At least!

It's fairness that he can manipulate!

That's fair enough, isn't it?

Listening to the words of the 'bartender', Goethe was slightly pensive.

He immediately thought of the diaries of the 'mad king' he had seen.

"The traitor back then was a member of the Steinbeck family?"

As soon as Goethe's words came out, the 'bartender' was stunned.

"You actually know?"

"Shouldn't be!"

"This period of history should be hidden—well, is it the diary left by Modeus or something? Only the one left by him will not be hidden or tampered with."

"Sure enough, as the last blood of Modeus, you are different."

The 'bartender' looked at Goethe's eyes and became more and more interested.

Moreover, it seems that because Goethe knows enough, the other party no longer hides.

"Modeus back then was really a terrible guy."

"If it hadn't been betrayal, it would have succeeded."

"even……"

"He can be the one and only - can you feel the 'profession' he created? Before him, there was no such power in the world before him."

"He's really amazing."

The 'bartender' didn't mind the compliment in the slightest.

He said, looking at Goethe again.

The interest in his eyes grew stronger.

There was even a slight burning sensation.

Unlike 'gentlemen' perverts.

but a kind of—

hunger!

Do not!

To be precise, it was a salivating feeling.

Yes, greedy!

The other party seemed impatient to have a taste of Goethe's blood.

Goethe was indifferent to this.

Not to mention that he had no intention of reaching a deal with the other party at all, just the other party's gaze at the moment told Goethe that the other party had bad intentions.

Seemingly sensing Goethe's 'struggle', the 'bartender' spoke again.

"Goethe, you don't seem to understand the situation yet."

"You are cooperating with the kid from the Steinbeck family to guard here, are you as a backup?"

"He must tell you that I am inside, he will deal with me, and you just need to stay there."

"But what about the fact?"

"He must know that when I see you, I can't help but rush out."

"And him?"

"But you can easily get back the [Eye of Fairness and Truth]."

"Have you still not understood?"

"He has abandoned you."

"You have no reinforcements."

'The bartender. 'Continuously' reminds' Goethe.

Goethe put down his teacup.

"You said, is there a possibility that we all anticipated the situation in front of us, and I took the initiative to undertake the task of confronting you?"

As he spoke, Goethe looked at the 'bartender'.

The 'bartender' shook his head.

"Are you so irrational?"

"Or are you becoming irrational because you inherited the Mordeus legacy?"

"Modeus is strong."

"When he was so strong, I hid in the gutter like a mouse."

"But you just inherit."

"Not really owning."

"You will never understand what is the gap between heaven and earth."

The 'bartender' snapped his fingers as he spoke.

Snapped!

In the crisp sound, the warm sunshine in the afternoon disappeared.