Silla switched back to the 'calm mode' again. Looking at the perfectly disguised face, Goethe breathed a sigh of relief.
If Silla's original face is really revealed in public, then all subsequent plans will be ruined, and all previous efforts will be in vain.
This is something he and the North cannot bear.
"Not bad! Not bad!"
“It didn’t turn out to be the worst!”
Goethe was still thankful in his heart that Silla, who was in 'calm mode', had already pushed him away.
The kind that is very forceful.
Goethe stumbled two steps in response.
"Say, no one else is allowed to touch the things I touched, including you?"
Silla in 'calm mode' asked again.
"certainly."
"I……"
"Who is Sheila?"
Silla in 'calm mode' interrupted Goethe's words.
"Sheila?"
"I consider her my sister."
Goethe explained with a wry smile.
"snort!"
She snorted coldly in the manner of Margarida Marge, and Silla, who was in 'calm mode', turned around and left.
Goethe immediately chased after him.
People around him were confused at first.
Then he became very interested.
There is nothing more attractive than watching a show and eating melon.
Both the people from Fort Bear and the foreign travelers stared at the two chasing each other with interest.
And when the second daughter of the Tulip family slapped Goethe on the face, with that crisp sound, everyone's breathing stopped and their faces flushed. They widened their eyes and tried not to miss any of the next scene.
.
"I cannot accept your deception."
"I didn't lie to you, Margareta. My love for you is sincere and passionate. It is like the sun in the sky, bright and dazzling and visible to everyone."
Goethe, who had been slapped, raised his hand and grabbed the palm of 'Margarida Mag'. The veins on the back of his hand popped out and he looked extremely nervous. It looked like 'Margarida Mag''s wrist was about to be crushed.
.
Revenge without a doubt.
Revenge for that slap just now.
In the original rehearsal, this slap did not exist.
Silla, who was in 'calm mode' just now, was adding drama to herself.
If you want to add more drama, just add more drama!
Why do you want to hit someone?
Just hit someone, why slap them in the face?
Goethe's dissatisfaction was felt by Sheila in 'calm mode'.
A trace of panic flashed in her eyes.
She didn't know why she did this.
Just instinctively, I felt that she had to come here for a moment, otherwise she would be very uncomfortable.
The sound is crisp and clear.
Very refreshing.
But afterwards, she felt a little regretful.
"You hurt me."
Silla in 'calm mode' said these words in the voice of 'Margarida Mag', with a cry in her tone, and Goethe immediately let go.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it, I..."
"Are you showing off your force?"
"Yes, Mr. Goethe Wayne, a victor in all battles in the Bear Castle Arena, naturally possesses super strong force - then, as the second daughter of the Tulip family, I want to challenge you."
Silla in 'calm mode' took a step back and said with a serious face.
"We don't have to do this!"
"We have to do this!"
Silla's words in 'calm mode' had a puzzling meaning. She took a deep look at Goethe. The reluctance in her eyes could be seen by everyone. Her lips trembled slightly, but she said nothing in the end.
‘Margarida Margo’ turned and left.
At the beginning, the pace was slow, as if wearing a heavy yoke, but then the pace became faster and faster.
Goethe couldn't help but applaud secretly.
Sheila in 'calm mode' is really a good actress.
The pain, hesitation, and uneasiness of a woman whose family was completely wiped out, but who discovered that her boyfriend had a childhood sweetheart who fell in love with her at first sight, are vividly expressed.
Especially the reluctant look in his eyes and the hesitant expression at the end, Goethe couldn't help but praise it.
What's this?
This is acting!
It's not that she doesn't love, it's that she can't love.
Because her family was wiped out.
She needs revenge!
Once revenge is launched, his existence will inevitably be regarded as the target of Fabol's revenge, so she must abandon him, no matter how reluctant she is, she must abandon him.
It just so happens that I have the excuse of ‘Sheila’.
So, she did this.
Is it painful?
pain!
Strong?
strong!
This character instantly stood up.
Goethe secretly glanced at the people around him thoughtfully, and sighed with admiration. He knew that the prologue was completed.
As for him?
Just return to your room in the Bear Castle in despair.
The formal performance after that will take several hours of preparation.
Taking this opportunity, he should be able to have lunch.
And, you should be able to eat Nina's cake.
…
The carpet in Goethe's room was accidentally set on fire and had to be replaced by a servant.
Gergil Ke opened the door and walked in.
Looking at Goethe who was eating cake, he couldn't help laughing.
"All the servants are talking about Master Goethe. Because he was frustrated, he accidentally set the carpet on fire when he was adding firewood to the fireplace. Many young maids looked distressed."
"But if they see you eating cake, they will probably be heartbroken."
Gergil Ke said that he was about to pick up a piece of cake next to him.
This is a cake made by Nina.
As the elder brother, he naturally wants to eat.
In fact, Nina had already given him one.
However, he planned to save it for dinner in the evening.
But what should I do if I want to eat again?
I can only reluctantly help my brother share some of the burden.
However, when Gergil Ke's palm was ten centimeters away from the cake, Goethe picked up the cake first, stuck out his tongue and licked it once before putting it down.
He glanced at Gergil K.
"Do you want more?"
"Are you sick?"
"Nina prepared two pieces for you!"
Gergil Ke emphasized.
He only has one piece.
My father and brother are also together.
Emlay. That guy is also a piece of cake.
But Goethe has two things.
"This piece belongs to Silla."
"She's not here for the time being, so I'll take care of it for her."
Goethe declared.
"So, you just licked it once?"
Gergil Ke sat down with his arms crossed.
"Oh, we even spat at each other."
Goethe looked indifferent, while Georgie twisted his body slightly in discomfort - he knew that what Goethe said was the truth, but precisely because it was the truth, it was even more difficult to accept.
A guy who is so smart that he probably keeps his eyes open when sleeping and a woman who can attract the attention of most men without opening her mouth or giggling, actually spit on each other.
Right!
And throw mud.
Wrestling in a mud pit.
this……
It's just a child's nonsense.
"What are you going to do?"
Gergil Ke suddenly asked.
"Sheela and Margarita Margo."
Gergil K made the point clearly.
"What about Ella?"
Ella, a small town girl.
When Gejierke went to deal with the finishing touches, he followed Gejierke inexplicably.
Although Gergil Ke did not explain anything, his tacit attitude had already explained everything.
"Ella is different from Silla and Margarida Mag."
"She was just an accident."
Seeing Goethe's vague words, Gergil Ke couldn't help but emphasize it.
"Then Silla and Margareta Mag are just two accidents."
Goethe laughed.
"What a coincidence?"
"What a coincidence!"
"Are you okay? It's okay to go! You just wanted to take advantage of my cake, and you had to act like a brother and have a heart-to-heart talk with me - you haven't even been to a club, right?"
"Have you ever stayed up all night?"
"Does anyone know what the sky looks like at four o'clock in the north?"
Goethe raised his hand and waved away Gergil K.
The third son of the Grand Duke wanted to refute, but could not find the words to refute at all.
In the face of facts, any refutation will be feeble.
He first walked to the door and then raised his middle finger.
"Be careful of capsizing."
"I can swim."
Goethe smiled disdainfully.
Bang!
The door was slammed shut and Gergil Ke left. Goethe looked towards the direction of the bedroom in the room. He sighed and said: "Come out."
Silla walked out timidly.
There is no need to distinguish, you can tell by looking at your eyes that this is the "funny mode".
It was precisely because he sensed Silla's return that Goethe drove Gergil K.
Of course, Gezier Ke should also sense Sheila.
"Did I screw up?"
Silla asked cautiously.
"No."
Goethe shook his head.
"Then why do you look so unhappy?"
"Because my face hurts."
Goethe pointed to the place where he was slapped by 'Calm Mode' Sheila.
"That's not me, I..."
"No big deal, I'll pay you back!"
Silla, who was in "funny mode", was at a loss. Finally, she closed her eyes and raised her face in front of Goethe.
Goethe lowered his head and looked at Silla who was very close. She had a bulging face, as if she was ready to be beaten, and her long eyelashes were shaking out of fear.
Is Sheila ugly?
Not ugly.
It doesn't look ugly either in 'funny mode' or 'calm mode'.
On the contrary, it looks great.
Especially the silent ‘funny mode’, which is completely charming.
Goethe looked at Silla and moved closer unconsciously.
Zizzi...bo!
"You suck my face!"
Sila, who was caught off guard, covered her cheek where the mark had been sucked out, and she became even more stupid.
"Change it once and it'll be even."
"Want to eat cake?"
"Nina made it, but I've licked it. You probably won't eat it, so I'll help you..."
Before Goethe could finish speaking, Silla picked up the cake and opened her mouth.
he tui!
Goethe was stunned.
"The initiative is now mine."
"Are you still going to eat?"
Silla, who still had a strawberry mark on her face, looked at Goethe proudly.
"Are you sure?"
Goethe raised his eyebrows, and Silla immediately felt bad, but it was too late. Goethe, with lightning speed, touched the cake again - of course, he just imitated the sound.
"The initiative has changed hands."
Goethe said with a smile.
"snort!"
"You have no idea what real initiative is!"
"Whoever has the cake in his hands has the real initiative!"
Silla, who was in 'funny mode', frowned and her facial features were almost squeezed together. She finally took a deep breath and stuffed the cake directly into her mouth.
While eating, he was mumbling.
"I'm not afraid."
"It's not like I haven't eaten before."
"It's so sweet. This cake is delicious."
What started as muttering quickly turned into admiration.
Even Silla's eyes lit up.
The afternoon sun passed through the gauze curtain and scattered spots on the girl eating the cake. The corners of the girl's mouth were full of cream, the strawberry marks on her face were even more conspicuous, and her eyes became crooked because of the sweetness of the cake.
Goethe sat on the sofa and watched this scene.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
Why does he like to be with Silla?
Maybe it’s because of this carefreeness?
Goethe adjusted his sitting posture and looked at Silla with admiration as she finished the cake and started to lick her fingers. However, Silla did not wipe off the cream on the corner of her mouth.
"here."
Goethe pointed at the corner of his mouth.
"ah?"
Silla quickly reached out to wipe it.
However, the direction is reversed.
well.
With a sigh, Goethe raised his hand and wiped the cream from the corner of Silla's mouth.
Before he could make any move, the palm of his hand was held by Silla, and he opened his mouth and took Goethe's finger into it.
Goethe could clearly feel the touch of Silla's tongue licking his fingertips.
His whole body trembled.
After two seconds, Silla let go.
At this time, Goethe's eyes towards Silla became slightly different.
Sheila didn't feel anything at all.
The funny girl stood in front of Goethe with her hands on her hips and laughed loudly.
"Hahaha, don't think I don't know, do you want to put cream in your mouth?"
"Tell you!"
"Impossible!"
"If you say it's mine, it must be mine!"
Goethe's eyes froze for a moment, then he regained consciousness.
He raised his hand, curled his fingers, and flicked it lightly.
Snap!
"It hurts, it hurts!"
The triumphant Silla immediately squatted down with her forehead in her hands. Goethe stood up, raised his hand and touched the top of Silla's head, saying: "Stay here obediently, I'll finish the rest of the arena competition, and I'll bring it to you by the way.
Buy some oranges and come back."
"tangerine?"
"good!"
Shila, who didn't know why, instinctively thought it was a little strange, but when she thought of the sour and sweet oranges, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it.
Anyway, she didn't suffer any loss after eating the orange.
The one who suffered the loss must be Goethe who bought the oranges.
Thinking of this, Silla laughed again.
However, while smiling, Silla suddenly became serious.
She sat cross-legged on the carpet, raised her hand and tapped her head.
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a hollow echo.
"come out!"
"I know you can hear me!"
"You can't do such extreme things in the future!"
"Do you know?"
"Um."
Almost as if she was asking and answering herself, two voices sounded in Silla's mouth that sounded the same, but if you listened carefully, they were completely different.
More cold.
Silla nodded with satisfaction.
But it's not over.
"Do you understand?"
This time, Silla was more serious.
"good!"
Mania and a dull roar came from her body. After Silla received a satisfactory answer, she breathed a sigh of relief.
With her mind relaxed, she felt waves of fatigue coming over her like a tide.
Silla climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees, pulled a corner of the quilt, and lay there with her back stretched out.
Breaths quickly become longer.
Under the agitation of the heart, the blood will flow the hidden dragon power to all parts of the body. This is an extremely time-consuming transformation. Even with the secret skills of the Tesin royal family to imitate the dragon, the blood will be better and more efficient.
Fast digestion would also take several years, without the secret technique of the Tesine royal family?
That is calculated in ten years.
But Sheila seems different.
In her sleep, she saw a giant dragon soaring in the sky, and she couldn't help but imitate him.
Her extremely special talent and baptismal ritual make her imitation ability far beyond anyone's imagination.
Almost instantly, she completed this imitation.
No!
It should be said that he turned into a dragon!
A little dragon a few meters in size!
Silla didn't feel any regrets, instead she was very happy because she was flying.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh~
With her own accent, Silla jumped up and down.
Passing through the clouds for a while.
After a while, he plunged into the river water.
Such cheerful movement attracted the attention of the huge black shadow.
He was obviously confused.
Why are there other dragons here?
Especially the sense of soul compatibility puzzled him even more. He seemed to see his descendants, but...
Why are His descendants so weak?
The huge black shadow observed this special descendant.
When He saw this special descendant playing in the mud in the river, he was completely confused.
roar!
A low growl.
Silla looked up in confusion.
She looked at the giant dragon that looked like the sun in front of her. The shadows shrouded it, making it difficult for her to see the dragon's appearance clearly. However, a trace of throbbing in her blood made her cry out with joy -
"Mother?"
He was stunned.
He has never seen such a stupid descendant.
Looking at the joyful and silly descendants at his feet, he thought he should do something.
Once such a stupid descendant encounters danger, there will definitely be nothing he can do.
Thinking of this, he took a slight breath.
The golden-gray flames in the nostrils covered Silla's body.
strength!
Power that surges to the extreme!
The traces of dragon blood are instantly rich to the extreme!
In the dream, the dragon that Sila transformed into grew from a few meters in size to a hundred meters in size like a balloon, but only a trace of that power was used up, and it continued to transform Sila's body.
But there seemed to be some kind of shackles that made it difficult for Silla to accept this transformation.
He was keenly aware of this 'fetters'.
roar!
Angry roars resounded here.
"It's you guys who don't know how to live or die again."
"How dare you pollute my descendants with 'cursed blood'!"
"I'll make you pay!"
He roared repeatedly, stretched out his dragon claws, and allowed the power he bestowed to be hidden in the body of this special descendant, and the shackles called 'cursed blood' were subsequently extracted by him.
The power that even the gods feared was melted in his claws.
He peeled off the silk and pulled out the cocoon.
He noted the taste.
Looking at his descendants who fell asleep due to the surge in power, he raised his dragon claws and temporarily sealed the place to protect his descendants.
Then, it flew straight up.
A body as big as the sun, filled with the most primitive violent power, entered the river of time silently.
He went upstream.
He wants to find the source of the so-called curse.
He wants to crush each other.
He wanted the other party to know the price of touching the descendant of the 'Dragon Emperor' Dematais.
Silla didn't know about this.
She just felt like sleeping soundly.
I haven't slept so soundly in a long time.
She felt like she could sleep for a hundred years.
But, Goethe!
Yes, Goethe!
Goethe even acted in the ring with the woman who drank horse urine!
She wants to go to the theater!
Once such thoughts appear, Silla will never be able to sleep peacefully again.
She shook her head and stood up.
She seemed to see a colorful dragon walking past her in the mirror.
Um?
Silla woke up instantly.
She looked into the mirror again.
It's herself inside.
"Drowsily asleep?"
Silla muttered to herself.
Afterwards, I paid no attention to it.
He turned around and ran towards the Bear Castle Arena.
Silla simply thought that she was asleep.
Especially when she arrived at the Bear Castle Arena and entered the private room belonging to the Grand Duke, Sheila forgot about this matter. What she saw was the big chicken legs, fruits, and drinks prepared by the Grand Duke for her.
"Sheila, hurry up, it's time for Goethe to come on stage."
The Grand Duke, who is a legendary strong man, did not notice the difference in Silla. He greeted Silla with a smile and pushed the plate with the big chicken legs over.
This is one of his nieces and nephews.
Nature has to be taken care of.
Silla was not polite and picked up a big chicken drumstick in one hand.
Just at this moment, Goethe appeared.
The good angle brought an excellent field of vision, and Silla saw Goethe at a glance.
Without any hesitation, this funny girl waved two big chicken legs and shouted with joy -
