Chapter 242 The Eve of the Storm! (Please subscribe~Please vote~)

On the inland sea, the waves rolled endlessly, causing waves of waves.

The white waves still had a faint white color in the night. Fabol's ship was sinking slowly in the distance, and people shouted loudly.

But the sound seemed to have stopped.

Not just human voices!

And the sound of waves!

When that peek appeared, Goethe felt that everything had stopped.

The glimpse is fleeting.

In an instant, everything returned to normal.

But Goethe's whole body was covered with hair.

Just like walking alone in a quiet forest late at night, and suddenly a poisonous snake pops out of the bushes, it is not only dangerous, but also deadly.

However, this gaze was not directed at him!

But the [Dragon Blood Crystal] in his hand.

No!

To be more precise...

Fabol VII!

Goethe was thoughtful.

At this time, the Archduke, who had been hiding in the dark, came out of the shadows and asked Goethe with his eyes. After confirming that Goethe had no problem, he made a concealed gesture and walked towards Simler K.

"This place will be handed over to Enmley Ke first."

"Simler, Goethe, come back to Bear's Castle with me."

After the Grand Duke said this, he disappeared in a flash.

Simlei Ke quickly followed.

Goethe, who had already received the Archduke's signal, walked up to Margareta Mag.

"Do you want revenge?"

Goethe asked softly.

"think."

Margarita Margo nodded immediately.

"If you want, just follow me!"

After Goethe finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Margarida Margo followed immediately.

Enmley Ke, who was standing on the other side of the pier with the Grand Duke's Guards, sighed with regret.

"Goethe is still too soft-hearted."

"If you give me..."

"What would you do if I gave it to you?"

Gergil Ke, who had been missing for several days, came over.

"Of course, I will firmly hold Margarida Mag in my hands, and then... kill all the Fabol nobles here - their property and resources will fall into my own pocket, and issue a statement,

Fabernet is their property, and it is mine."

The Grand Duke's second son said and sighed again.

"Believe it or not, if you dare to do this, my father will definitely break your legs."

Gejir Ke rolled his eyes angrily.

"Even if I break my leg, I will still do it."

"Unfortunately, the key person is not me, but Goethe, and Goethe?"

"It's my brother again... ugh!"

The second son of the Grand Duke sighed repeatedly.

However, soon, the second son of the Grand Duke came back to his senses.

He looked at his other brother.

"How are you doing with your affairs?"

"Basically no problem."

Gergil Ke answered like this.

"What does it mean that there is basically no problem?"

"Just say that if there is no accident, then there will be no problem."

"What if there was an accident?"

Enmle Ke frowned and his face became serious.

When it comes to family matters, the second son of the Grand Duke is always extremely serious.

He knew about Gergil Ke's troubles.

No small trouble.

It's a huge trouble.

"If there was an accident, I would go to the underground of Bear Castle to guard the tomb and let my ancestors take care of me. But if that didn't work... I would kill myself by crashing into my ancestor's coffin."

Gergil said nonchalantly.

The third son of the Grand Duke did it on purpose.

He wanted the atmosphere to be more relaxed.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he found that his brother's brows frowned even more tightly, and the look on his face was a little weird.

In an instant, the third prince thought of something.

"Emlay, don't you... also want to?"

"Um."

"My problem is much more serious than yours. That kind of power not only erodes my body, but also wants to pollute my will - so I am also considering whether to choose to commit suicide in the ancestral mausoleum under the Bear Castle.

, at least, it won’t hurt you...but, I feel like I can still hold on for a while."

The second son of the Grand Duke did not hide anything and nodded.

It is different from facing my father and elder brother.

When facing Gedir, Emre would not hide anything.

Not only because the two people are in similar situations.

It's also because, father and brother, the things they carry are too heavy, and this little thing about him is not worth mentioning at all.

"Yes, hold on for a while longer."

"When those guys show up, we'll give them a good look."

"'them'?"

"Shit!"

Gejir echoed, his voice gradually became lower and lower, and his eyes showed murderous intent.

"No matter who 'they' are, I am sure that 'them' will stay, what do you say, Gejir?"

"Just give me a hand."

Enmle Ke smiled playfully and patted his brother on the shoulder.

Gergil rolled his eyes again.

"It doesn't matter who will attack whom!"

"Anyway, Goethe is here. With Goethe here, my brother will no longer suffer in small things, and can even step into the same realm as his father faster. At that time, with the protection of my father and brother, with Goethe

With talents, you can definitely step into the 'Legends' - if you have three 'Legends' in the North, you will basically be safe."

Gergil said this.

"Three 'Legends'?"

"Not enough..."

"I think we can go one step further - don't 'they' claim to be the black hand of the world, the Dark Curtain?"
To be continued...