Calamity Crown

Gergil said so.

"Three 'Legends'?"

"not enough……"

"I think it can be taken a step further - don't 'they' call themselves the Black Hands of the World, the Dark Mantle?"

"Guess how strong 'they' are?"

While speaking, Emurai Ke pointed in the direction of Fabol.

"you think?"

Gajeel narrowed his eyes.

"Wars should be kept away from the North."

Emurai Ke laughed.

"Yup!"

"Not only should the flames of war stay away from the northern border, but 'their' property should also be left in the northern border!"

Gergil nodded.

Then, the two brothers looked at each other and smiled, making the final decision in their hearts.

But at this moment, in Bear Castle, the Grand Duke, Simlai K and Goethe were sitting together.

"This is George VI's successor!"

"This bastard ten years ago... No, it should have been in contact with Fabol VII earlier, and he has the current plan-and the deceived Fabol VII has a high probability of knowing 'them' , but incomplete."

"That's why we have the situation in front of us."

"Let me think about it!"

"With George VI's bastard's approach, he will definitely remind Faber VII to be careful of 'them', but in the corner that Faber VII can find, he will put something similar to 'they' Generally, a 'Legendary' is strong, but not as strong as a 'Legendary' that can 'turn into a dragon'."

"That damn bastard!"

Speaking of this, the Grand Duke curled his lips and cursed.

"The previous gaze was 'they'?"

Goethe asked in confirmation.

"Ah."

"Should be 'they'."

"'They' locked Fabol VII, but they didn't expect such an accident to happen."

The Grand Duke nodded in confirmation.

"Goethe will be all right?"

asked Simley K.

"Will not."

"'They' don't think that they were discovered by a small Tier [-] professional. Their attention will definitely be attracted by Fabol VII, and they will choose reasonable means to deal with Fabol VII."

The Archduke shook his head.

"How to deal with it?"

Goethe asked the key point.

"It's nothing but to win over and to destroy."

"But according to George VI's bastard's layout, the wooing will definitely fail."

"Then there is only annihilation."

The Grand Duke sighed.

"Destroy?"

"so……"

"Margarita?"

Goethe frowned and looked at the Grand Duke—just now, when the Grand Duke signaled him to bring back Margarita, Goethe had guessed something, but after being confirmed, he was still surprised.

The hatred between the Rose family and the Tulip family has long been irresolvable.

So what can make Fabol VII, who was born in the rose family, die in a reasonable and reasonable way?

Naturally, the Tulip family made the move.

Then Margarita Mag is the most suitable one.

It is also the most reasonable.

It's just that Margarita Margot's strength...

Ok?

North!

Ke family!

Margarita Marg's strength is insufficient, but Margarita Marg has a very close relationship with the Ke family in the North. Once the North is pulled into the water, everything will be different.

Not only can he successfully kill Faber VII.

It can also detect the true strength of the Grand Duke by the way.

Subconsciously, Goethe raised his head and looked at the Grand Duke.

"It's just what you think, Goethe."

"Those guys won't pass up an opportunity like this."

"Father, let's take the initiative!"

Simlai Ke said suddenly.

"We kill 'them'!"

The Grand Duke's eldest son said in a deep voice.

"I want, too!"

"However, it's too difficult!"

"Until now, we don't know who 'they' are, or even how many 'they' are—the only clue is something I accidentally discovered when I was tracking down King George VI."

"If I hadn't read some notes of my ancestors, I would have thought that this was a hole dug for me by King George VI."

"In fact, that's what he wanted to do."

"But I'm lucky."

"But we can't always rely on luck."

The Grand Duke shook his head and rejected the eldest son's proposal.

"The best thing we can do now is to stall for time..."

"It will take a certain amount of time for those guys to contact Fabol VII—according to George VI's layout, Fabol VII will definitely delay the time without knowing it. This is our opportunity."

"During this time, I'll find that bastard George VI."

"Then……"

"Make an alliance with him!"

The Grand Duke expressed his thoughts, the eldest son of the Grand Duke was taken aback, but Goethe was stunned.

"We are alone and alone, and we still lack information."

"It is necessary to recruit him."

"And so is Skiffins Steinbeck."

"He will also be our ally."

"Of course!"

"There are also countries such as Ludez, Yatuk, and Lidal. I don't believe that some guys in these countries who know the inside story are willing to sit and wait for death. I will try my best to unite them."

The Grand Duke added.

Afterwards, the Grand Duke instructed some small precautions.

When he came out of the Grand Duke's room, Goethe's face was solemn.

He felt oppressed again.

The sense of oppression is stronger than before.

"My life is so miserable! It's only been a few days of peace of mind?"

"Why do you always find me for such troublesome things?"

Goethe asked himself.

Answer?

Naturally there is not.

Maybe it's fate?

Maybe it's character?

or……

Simply not strong enough?

Goethe came down to the latter.

call!

He took a deep breath, and made a slight adjustment to his next plan - the 'Anchor World' has become dangerous, and he needs to go to the 'Secret World' to gain more strength.

Simlai Ke at the side seemed to have made up his mind.

"Goethe."

"Ok?"

Goethe looked at Simlai Ke.

"I need to leave for about 1-2 weeks, and you will take care of my home temporarily."

"1-2 weeks?"

"understood."

Goethe nodded immediately.

He looked at the determination in Simlai Ke's eyes, and he already guessed what Simlai Ke was going to do.

Promoted to 'Legend'!

Simlai Ke also felt the pressure.

Naturally, a breakthrough is required.

Simlai Ke patted Goethe on the shoulder, turned and left.

The steps are firm, and the figure is indomitable.

Goethe watched Simlai Ke leave, and only after the other person's figure completely disappeared, he turned around and walked to his room.

In the room, Margarita Mag sat there with a sad expression and a slight trance.

Although the second daughter of the Tulip family is a bit close to Shila in essence, she is a little smarter than Shila in a silly state. She knows why her brother said that before he died.

The Tulip family is finished!

The Tulip tribe in Fabol should have been killed and injured!

Otherwise, her brother would not let her seek asylum in the northern border!

Margarita Mag has always known what the family wants to do.