Goethe was surprised at first, and then became indifferent.
After experiencing the "Secret Realm" twice before, Goethe had already become quite immune to the identity of this "Mad King".
prophet?
As expected.
It’s not like she appears directly as a woman, so there’s nothing to make a fuss about.
However, Goethe, who was calm in his heart, opened his mouth and asked.
"Who is 'Prophet' Modeus?"
"You don't know 'Prophet' Modeus?"
"Which backcountry are you from?"
Astrid turned her head, with a look of shock on her face.
"Sorry, I lost my memory."
"Except that my name is Goethe and I should be a 'mayor,' I can't remember anything else."
Goethe said that he had already thought of the reason.
"Amnesia?"
"Maybe I should help you find a doctor!"
"But before that, we have to get rid of those guys behind us - driving? Or shooting?"
Astrid glanced at Goethe in surprise, but didn't pay attention.
After all, it’s not surprising that anything appears in the ‘wasteland’.
What's more, there are more important things.
Several modified muscle cars chased from behind, and the drivers and machine gunners roared with the roar of their engines.
Especially the machine gunners, each with red eyes and crazy faces, pulled the trigger one by one even though they were not at the best shooting distance.
In fact, two of them even shot into the sky.
Although they wore standard worn-out armor and looked like an organization similar to the army, they had all kinds of strange hairstyles. They didn't look like an army at all in Goethe's impression. They looked a bit like gangsters.
"shooting."
Goethe said as he unbuckled his seat belt and picked up the machine gun.
Although Goethe knew a little bit about shooting and driving after training in his hometown, he was better at shooting than driving.
He is not a 'postman'!
How is it possible to have such good driving skills?
Especially after having a very good driver, Goethe will not make mistakes rashly.
He will only use his strengths.
Ta-ta-ta!
The machine gun sprayed flames.
Bullet casings flying.
Then……
None of the bullets hit any of the muscle cars behind him.
However, the driver of one of the muscle modified cars suddenly released his hands from the steering wheel and covered his severed neck. The muscle modified car lost control and crashed directly into the muscle modified car on the side.
Bang!
In an instant, the two muscle modified cars overturned.
Although the bullet missed, Goethe had the [Blood Crow Spirit] which was more useful than the machine gun!
[Blood Crow Spirit], which scrapped two muscle modified cars, immediately targeted the drivers of the third, fourth, and fifth cars.
Taking a lesson from the previous two cars, the three cars immediately separated.
But he could not avoid the killing of [Blood Crow Spirit].
When a machine gunner saw that his driver's neck was suddenly cut open despite being not hit by a bullet, he immediately twisted his machine gun crazily and fired wildly in all directions.
The next moment, the driver and machine gunner of the muscle-modified vehicle on one side were beaten into pieces.
And the muscle car, which lost control, crashed straight into it.
As the crazy machine gunner fell out of the car and was crushed into a pulp, the wave of pursuing soldiers was completely wiped out.
"Well done!"
Astrid, who was driving, gave a thumbs up sign, but Goethe didn't feel any joy.
In the sight of [Blood Crow Spirit], more pursuers appeared.
It’s more than ten times what it was just now.
Moreover, there is...
Aircraft!
A helicopter-like aircraft with missiles hanging on both sides.
"Can it be faster?"
"There are more pursuers behind!"
Goethe reminded.
"Sit tight!"
Astrid said, stretching out her fingers to open the button on the side of the steering wheel.
Then, he patted it hard——
Snap!
Buzz!
Special fuel was poured into the engine, and a long flame suddenly burst out of the exhaust pipe.
The already fast-moving muscle car began to fly close to the ground at a speed far faster than before.
"Silly X!"
"I chose this specially!"
"You can't even see my taillights!"
Astrid shouted repeatedly, and the hood on her cloak fluttered backwards with the wind blowing in from the car window, revealing a head of red short ear-length hair, a golden eye, and another
The eyes are covered with a black eyepatch.
The excitement gave Astrid a blush on her face, which immediately made her wheat-colored skin look more beautiful.
But the ensuing wind and sand made the lady choose to shut up, pull up a red scarf from her collar, and cover her mouth and nose.
"Feel the speed?"
"I can go faster!"
Astrid shouted to Goethe.
"Well, then hurry up!"
Goethe nodded.
Astrid was stunned. She was just talking casually when she was excited, but did she really want to go faster?
Although the muscle-modified car in front of her was specifically chosen for her agility, the second stage of acceleration was the limit, and this was not a tank manufactured by 'Machine City'.
"Those guys weren't dumped..."
Astrid's words stopped abruptly before she could finish her words.
She had already seen the two pursuing aircraft.
"Damn it!"
"After blowing up a power furnace, shouldn't the aircraft of the 'Doomsday Fortress' be alert to other predators who may take advantage of the chaos?"
The lady was yelling and swearing.
He raised his hand and hit the acceleration button repeatedly.
But there is no extra special fuel.
Muscle hot rods are slowly slowing down.
But the two aircraft were getting closer and closer.
She could even see the driver inside, grinning ferociously.
"They are about to launch missiles, prepare to jump out of the car!"
Astrid said as she unbuckled her seat belt.
But Goethe pushed him back.
"Concentrate on driving."
Goethe said, looking up at the two aircraft.
【Gaze with despair】!
The pilot who was smiling ferociously one moment was sluggish the next moment.
What did they see?
A giant dragon was swooping towards them.
"Fire! Fire!"
The two pilots howled wildly, and the missiles instantly aimed at the giant dragon.
Whoosh, whoosh!
Missiles were fired, but to no avail.
The hard dragon scales completely ignored such attacks. The dragon was not only unscathed, but also rushed in front of them.
"Ahhhhh!"
The two aircraft pilots opened their eyes wide and screamed.
Panic and panic dominated their bodies.
They swayed and swayed wildly.
The aircraft swayed and shook accordingly.
In the end, the two aircraft collided together——
boom!
Fireballs rolled in mid-air, and muscle modified cars passed by on the ground.
Parts flew in all directions, hitting the muscle modified car with a loud bang. Goethe, who had retracted his body a step earlier, closed the sunroof and breathed a sigh of relief.
In the field of vision of [Blood Crow Spirit], the pursuers are gone.
He is safe for now.
"You can actually control a flying machine?"
"Goethe? Goethe?"
"Why haven't I heard of such a powerful 'psyker' like you?"
Astrid looked through the rearview mirror at the wreckage of the aircraft that fell from mid-air, and couldn't help but mutter to herself.
However, this did not prevent the lady from extending a hand to Goethe.
"Astrid."
"Goethe."
Goethe announced his name again and extended a hand.
The hands clasped together and then separated.
But Goethe could clearly feel that Astrid had become a lot more enthusiastic. Of course, she was still slightly vigilant.
"Goethe, what are you going to do next?"
Astrid asked.
"Get your memory back."
“Rebuilding ‘The Town’.”
"besides……"
"Find my family - when the two aircraft exploded just now, I remembered that I should still have family."
Two false goals and one true goal, Goethe said casually.
Astrid's vigilance has not disappeared.
Goethe?
Even less so.
However, he showed that he had completely let down his guard because of the battle they had experienced together.
As for the two false targets?
Not only to confuse Astrid's judgment, but also to facilitate the laying of traps in the future.
You may not need it, but you can’t live without it!
This is Goethe's code of conduct.
"I know a doctor who should be able to help you. As long as you recover your memory, you can easily find your family - as for your 'town'?"
Astrid pursed her lips as she spoke.
The lady showed a rather disapproving expression.
"Even a 'small town' needs at least one 'power furnace'. It's not the most powerful war model like in the 'Doomsday Fortress', but even the smallest civilian model costs 1,000,000."
"Furthermore, with a power furnace, you only have the basics. You also need a water purifier, a thermostat, simple weapons and equipment, etc."
"Calculated in the cheapest way, it still costs 1,000,000 tons."
"2,000,000. According to the normal method, you have to pick up two million bottle caps."
Astrid calculated each item for Goethe.
Through the other party's words, Goethe immediately judged that the so-called "small town" was also the kind of city that could "walk".
Moreover, according to the tone of the other party, this matter is very difficult to handle.
"I will save money slowly."
"Astrid, what are you going to do next?"
Goethe began to change the subject.
"That will definitely be an extremely long process - even if you are a 'psychic', it will take at least 10 years!"
Astrid shook her head and did not dwell on this issue.
This is Goethe's thing.
And her?
He's not even a friend, so he has no position to persuade.
"I'm going to the Oasis!"
"In order to save my partner, I made a deal with the lord of the 'Oasis' - he gave me part of the blueprints of the 'Fortress of Doom' and arranged for me to sneak into the 'Fortress of Doom', and I need to do it for him
Blow up the power furnace of a 'Doomsday Fortress', and at the same time, you still need to serve him for three years."
Goethe had already said what he wanted to do, and Astrid didn't think she should hide it, so she spoke immediately.
After finishing speaking, the lady thought of something and immediately added.
"Don't worry, I will send you to the doctor I know first! Although she charges expensive fees, she is the best doctor I know."
"I was hit in the eye by an arrow, and it was she who saved me - 'It was obviously just a not-so-complex surgical operation, but you pulled out the arrow. Did you know that you almost hurt your brain?
?And the arrows are poisonous, how dare you eat your own eyes directly?'"
Astrid imitated a grumpy voice.
"Hold the steering wheel and imitate it with your tone. You don't need to add your hands."
Goethe looked at Astrid's hand that was about to leave the steering wheel and reminded her.
"I'm the god of wasteland racing!"
"I can drive even if I don't have to hold the steering wheel!"
Astrid reported a name very proudly.
During the subsequent journey, in order to show Goethe that she deserved this title, the lady began to perform "driving skills".
So when the fuel in the tank bottomed out, we barely made it to our destination.
It's still a piece of yellow sand.
Astrid raised her hand and fired a signal flare.
Two minutes later, the yellow sand trembled.
A strange 'town' the size of a football field, looking like a 'green caterpillar', emerged from the sand.
One side door opens.
A bald man walked out with a smile.
"Welcome back, Astrid, my warrior."
"You have won glory for Sir Oasis."
The bald man said this with a look of praise.
"It's just a deal!"
Astrid emphasized.
"I will become your subordinate and serve you for three years. However, before that, I want to take a leave - I agreed to him and sent him to 'Camilla'."
The lady said and pointed to Goethe.
"Of course, I can send you there myself."
"Let's go back to the oasis, the wind and sand here are too strong!"
The bald man said and invited sideways.
Astrid thought for a moment and agreed to the other party's proposal.
"I'll pay the toll...uh!"
Astrid was stunned before she could finish her words.
I don't know when a thin thread appeared in the sand at the lady's feet.
Looking at Astrid who fainted, Sir Oasis looked at Goethe.
A patient that Astrid brought back casually was certainly not worthy of his attention.
and……
It seems that my brain is not working very well.
It was clear that Astrid had passed out, and he was also looking at the other person, but the other person didn't pay attention to it at all, and was just looking at his 'oasis'.
An unscrupulous gaze.
Ignore your own contempt.
Baron Oasis was angry.
"Take your eyes off my 'oasis'!"
Baron Oasis shook his hand, and a thread of silk was shot towards Goethe.
Goethe took a step back, avoided the attack of the silk thread, and corrected the opponent's mistake in a very calm tone——
