Calamity Crown

The opponent's fist hit the wall behind Goethe.

boom!

Immediately, a big hole appeared on the wooden wall, as if a hammer had hit it, and then the other party let out a low growl, pulled out his palm, and continued to smash it down towards Goethe.

Bang, bang, bang!

Amidst a series of muffled sounds, sawdust flew in the room.

Goethe dodged again and again, throwing Swart's revolver out of his hand.

Snapped!

The opponent didn't dodge at all, and the revolver just hit the opponent's face without causing any harm. Instead, taking advantage of this opportunity, the opponent pushed Goethe into a corner.

When Goethe, who was cornered, raised his hand again, the other party thought that Goethe was at the end of his rope and was just resisting in a corner, so he immediately sneered.

"Hmph, I know...Ahhh! My eyes!"

But before the other party finished speaking, a handful of off-white dust smeared on the other party's face.

Suddenly, the sneer stopped abruptly and turned into a miserable cry.

And the moment the opponent opened his mouth to scream, Goethe, who had been preparing for a long time, took out the dagger and inserted it directly into the opponent's mouth.

Chapter 35 Sons of Flesh!

The tall, burly figure of the attacker fell to the ground.

Even though the whole body is invulnerable, the eyes and mouth are still soft.

Looking at the fallen attacker, Goethe did not approach immediately. After reloading the bullet, he aimed at the opponent's mouth and eyes again and again and fired again and again, until the opponent's eye sockets began to overflow with brains, and then stopped.

"Are you dead?"

Swart, lying on the ground, whispered.

"Ah."

Goethe nodded.

The sheriff immediately got up, first retrieved his own gun from the ground, imitated Goethe, reloaded the bullet again, and immediately turned around and kicked the attacker's body fiercely.

"Asshole, let you scare me!"

While kicking, while cursing.

Then, the sheriff looked at Goethe with doubts on his face.

"Why have so many monsters appeared in Luster recently?"

Facing Swart's inquiry, Goethe did not answer.

Although he is only a trainee secret keeper, he still knows the rules of the secret keeper.

It is not allowed to reveal the supernatural relationship to ordinary people.

Not even an official like Swart who cooperates with the Keeper—cooperators like Swart will not have their memory erased, but they will not have the right to know.

The need for their existence is to cooperate with each other.

Looking at Goethe's expression, Swart immediately guessed what was going on.

Immediately, the subject was changed.

"What shall we do next?"

asked the sheriff.

"Block the scene!"

Saying so, Goethe walked towards the corpse of the assailant.

Cleaning the battlefield and replenishing guns are essential good habits.

Unfortunately, there was nothing on the body in front of him.

Not even a wallet.

"Because he was coming to kill me, he hid everything of value."

Goethe frowned.

He is no stranger to such situations.

When he was in his hometown, he would do the same when he was on a mission—and every time, he would store all the items that were valuable to him in a place that only he knew.

or……

The only people you trust are there.

Goethe is sure that the other party is the latter.

Because, the other party's 'arrogant' performance just now is definitely not the person who made this kind of concealment.

It could only be...

Order!

Behind the opponent, there are people!

The other party is just taking orders from that person!

"'Church of Flesh'!"

Goethe's heart trembled.

The "Mist Killer" has not been resolved in a real sense, and the "Church of Flesh" has been provoked again. This situation is really extremely bad.

To make matters worse...

The other party is also very likely to cooperate with the person who has the most background and connections in Luster, and even the official person in charge of the supernatural person is afraid.

Thinking of this, Goethe frowned.

The unprecedented sense of urgency made Goethe feel breathless.

Involuntarily, he looked at 【Bloody Honor】!

There is no doubt that this is his trump card!

And now, there are two more!

However, this is not enough!

Goethe is very clear that in the face of the immediate crisis, unless the [Blood Honor] reaches an extremely considerable amount, otherwise, it will not be able to reverse the current situation.

"So, not only do we have to look for [Bloody Honor], but also let the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel or not the other party, but a guy at a similar level to be in a hurry."

Goethe thought quietly.

The best enemy is a dead enemy, Goethe firmly believed in this saying.

But he will not hit a stone with a pebble.

The current him can't shake such an existence at all.

therefore……

"report!"

Goethe thought of the most applicable method in front of him.

Since you can't shake it yourself, then find someone who can shake the opponent.

Thinking of this, Goethe quickly planned.

Then, he turned his head to look at Swart beside him.

As soon as Swart, who was already apprehensive, came into contact with Goethe's eyes, his heart jumped up immediately.

"What, what are you doing?"

asked the sheriff stammeringly.

"I need you to do something."

"Contact the special person in charge of supernatural things that you have contacted before—tell him that the Church of Flesh has already cooperated with the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, or with a person of the same level as the other party. The purpose is unknown."

Goethe really doesn't know what the two parties are going to do, but Goethe believes that those official 'keepers of the secret' have a high probability of knowing.

"The owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, or a big shot at the same level?!"

Swart gasped.

The sheriff stood up in a daze and didn't move, looking completely terrified.

Goethe could even see the water stains on the opponent's crotch began to expand.

About two seconds later, the sheriff urgently asked for confirmation.

"Is what you said true?"

"What do you think? Didn't you just ask me why there are more Lust monsters recently? The purpose of these big men is the answer."

Goethe asked back.

Immediately, the sheriff stood there like a mourning concubine, his body began to shake.

"Goethe, why don't we run away?"

said the sheriff suddenly.

"run?"

"Where can I go?"

Goethe raised an eyebrow.

"Tesin is so big, there is always a place for me to hide."

"If it doesn't work, we'll go abroad and go to Fabol or Yatuk, or Ludez or even Lidal."

The sheriff said quickly.

"you sure?"

Goethe asked again.

"I, I... not sure."

"But for a big man like the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, if he wants to kill us, it's easier than crushing an ant!"

"Besides, he has already noticed us. If he wants to run, he probably cannot do without Lust."

As he spoke, the sheriff almost cried.

He knew that it was dangerous to cooperate with Goethe.

However, I didn't expect it to be so dangerous.

It's only been a few days?

He has experienced several times of wandering on the edge of life and death, and this time he is going to end the game directly.

"It's easier for him to crush us than to crush an ant, so we have to chop off his hand before he raises his hand to crush us."

Goethe said coldly.

"is that useful?"

Swart was a little unsure.

"If you don't try, how will you know?"

"Or, do you have a better way?"

Goethe looked at Swart, the sheriff gritted his teeth, turned and ran downstairs.

Standing at the window, Goethe watched the other party gallop away in the carriage, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

According to his speculation, this will act as a deterrent to the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel or that big shot at the same level.

But such deterrence will not last long.