After Goethe finished speaking, he simply leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes without giving Silla a chance to refute.
Silla sitting opposite was so angry that she wanted to slap Goethe.
In the end, he endured it.
"For the knowledge within the 'Mad King's Treasure'!"
Silla told herself this.
After that, during the time they arrived at No. 1 Guta Street, neither of them said a word.
Moreover, when the carriage stopped, Goethe took the lead to get out of the carriage and ignored Silla behind him.
"gentleman!"
"Goethe, don't you have the slightest bit of gentlemanliness in you?"
Seeing Goethe who didn't move at all, Sheila could only get out of the car and whispered.
"You got into my carriage yourself."
"You also admit that you are a pervert."
"For the uninvited pervert, I didn't shoot directly, which shows that I am a gentleman enough."
As Goethe spoke, he looked around at his 'own home' without even looking at Silla, who was breathing rapidly, but had to keep smiling under the gazes of the people around her.
Are you concerned about your image?
She must have put a lot of effort into the role of ‘Sheila’!
Goethe thought secretly in his heart.
I understand more and more how to get along with the Silla in front of me.
Subsequently, Goethe's attention was completely focused on No. 1 Gutastrasse.
Swart's work is quite reassuring.
After several days of repairs, No. 1 Guta Street has been repaired.
Even some corners were treated with great care, and the surface was painted with the same paint as the base color.
Except for the slight smell of paint, it basically does not affect the basic use of the house.
Goethe took out the key, ignored the surprised expressions of people on the street after seeing Silla, and the curious looks they cast at him, opened the door and walked in.
This time, Silla learned her lesson and followed in consciously.
After Silla walked in, Goethe closed the door directly, walked into the living room on the first floor, and sat on the sofa in the main seat.
"Can we talk here?"
Goethe looked at Silla standing in front of him and asked.
"Shouldn't you invite me to sit down and talk?"
"Goethe, you really don't have the slightest bit of..."
Silla said subconsciously.
But the next moment, I saw Goethe opening his mouth, and his mouth shape seemed to be 'abnormal'!
Suddenly, this lady with multiple identities went straight to the topic without waiting for Goethe to speak.
"There is a legend that our Majesty George I, your ancestor, was aware of it before he was assassinated, so he stored all the treasures obtained from previous wars in a secret place - for this legend
, Goethe should know, right?”
Sorry, I don't know.
Goethe added silently in his heart.
There is no such memory in 'his' memory.
‘He’ knew ‘George I’.
But 'he' doesn't know his own bloodline.
I don’t even know about similar legends and stories.
'His' grandfather has never told it, and probably for the sake of confidentiality, he ordered his parents and family teachers not to tell it either. Therefore, 'he' has been consciously 'isolated' from similar stories since he was a child.
As for being in the garden club?
Over there, who doesn’t tell stories?
And the synopses are all the same: mother died and father died violently, younger brother and younger sister had no choice but to commit suicide, you are the first...
However, this was the first time for me to listen to the story told by the leader outside the garden club.
Goethe could not help but be absorbed in it.
"However, most of the legends in the world of ordinary people are facts here. Just like ordinary people call him His Majesty George I, we are used to calling him the Mad King!"
"And this is a story that ordinary people regard as after-dinner stories, but in the eyes of people in the 'paranormal world', it is true - because with the strength of His Majesty the Mad King, it is impossible to be assassinated!"
"after all……"
"That's the original 'Superman'!"
There was a touch of respect in Silla's words.
"Before the appearance of 'His Majesty the Mad King', extraordinary power could not be possessed by anyone except witches. It was 'His Majesty the Mad King' who broke this restriction and allowed more people to master true knowledge.
How could the 'Mad King', who was born with power and was able to compete with and kill witches and break the darkness, die from an assassination?"
"This is as ridiculous as an ant killing an elephant."
"So, 'His Majesty the Mad King' must have felt that he was about to reach the end of his life, and then he arranged everything in advance."
"Things like 'assassination' must also be caused by 'His Majesty the Mad King'. He hopes to have a brilliant ending, so he arranged such a prologue!"
"As for the real ending?"
"Of course it's the 'Mad King's Treasure'!"
Silla spoke with certainty, as if she had seen it with her own eyes.
Goethe remained silent.
Because he doesn't know any of this.
Silla looked at the silent Goethe, obviously misunderstanding.
"Of course, you know all this."
Sorry, I still don't know.
Goethe answered from the bottom of his heart, but his face remained calm, as if he really knew.
Silla didn't see the flaw.
On the contrary, the lady, who was worried that Goethe thought she was talking in circles, immediately spoke again.
"So, since the death of 'His Majesty the Mad King', the pursuit of 'The Treasure of the Mad King' in the 'Transcendent World' has never stopped. However, 'His Majesty the Mad King' has left too many clues."
"Not to mention anything else, I don't know how many descendants there are that have not been recorded."
"And the diary and essays that filled one hundred and twenty-five carriages."
“Just looking at it makes my head tingle and I don’t know where to start.”
"Most people gave up halfway, and the rest persisted until death without finding any clues about the 'Mad King's Treasure'."
"Time is the most terrifying weapon. Even if you are full of enthusiasm at first, after decades, no matter how high your enthusiasm is, it will cool down - until an adventurer who was somewhere between ordinary people and extraordinary people twenty years ago claimed
I discovered the 'Mad King's Treasure' in Luster, but it didn't attract people's attention at all. Then when the adventurer fell into a lake drunk, the 'Mad King's Treasure' was forgotten again."
"Goethe, do you have anything to say about this matter?"
Silla looked at Goethe with a smile.
Luster, the adventurer who discovered the 'Mad King's Treasure', fell into the water after being drunk and died, and there are also the descendants of the 'Mad King' who became anonymous.
When these elements are put together, Goethe himself would think that there is a connection between the "Mad King's Treasure" and the "Wayne Family".
However, Goethe would not admit it at all.
"coincide!"
He said seriously.
"Yeah?"
"It's a pity that guy didn't think it was a coincidence, and he made a discovery!"
"You wouldn't think that that guy really killed the 'Wayne family' because you offended him at the Garden Club. Then you found out that your family is the descendant of the 'Mad King' and has the 'Mad King'
Treasure' huh?"
"Impossible!"
"After all, when that guy showed up, your family had already noticed him. Otherwise, you wouldn't have sent you to test him."
"It's a pity..."
"You guys didn't expect that guy to have the Flesh and Blood Church as an ally."
"What I didn't expect was that the guy from the Songzi Hotel was also involved. You deliberately stayed at the Songzi Hotel before, right? It was because of something you discovered?"
Reasonable!
No flaws!
Silla, who was so logical and self-consistent that she was almost a genius, made Goethe silent.
If he hadn't experienced it personally, he would almost believe it.
Moreover, is this person really the owner of the rumored Hunter Bar?
It doesn’t feel like it!
Goethe doubted.
However, this did not prevent Goethe from nodding calmly——
