Calamity Crown

The second floor, the study.

Goethe sat behind the desk frowning, paused with the pen in his hand, and finally let out a long breath when the daylight was slightly bright.

"The first five chapters are finally finished!"

Goethe said softly.

After returning yesterday, 11 Kimmel Street, Goethe went straight to the study.

In order to maximize his profits, he must write the so-called "Wild Adventures" in the shortest possible time and publish it in the newspaper.

Moreover, this book must have specious supernatural knowledge mixed in it-when the plan to contact the official was completely abandoned, choosing a wild 'superhuman' became Goethe's only option, but without the constraints of the law, doing so The danger will skyrocket!

Therefore, for the sake of safety, Goethe chose specious extraordinary knowledge very carefully.

Goethe hoped to use this book to attract the appearance of the "transcendent" in the "secret realm" in front of him, but he didn't want to bring real danger to himself.

Or, to be precise, even if there is danger, it must be within the controllable range.

It's impossible for some specious extraordinary knowledge to attract an extremely powerful 'extraordinary', right?

Goethe thought.

Then, he looked at the article he had written and pondered for a moment.

Then, he began to delete some plausible supernatural knowledge, leaving only a short paragraph of it——

"It was discovered that the 'Scarlet Letter' was completely written in an unknown script, and Holmes fell into an uncontrollable excitement. He studied it all night, and after several unsuccessful persuasion by his friend Dr. Watson, he could only bring breakfast to Holmes's room. In front of them, but at this moment, the sheriff who accompanied them knocked on the door of their room and brought bad news: the ghost wolf killed again!"

...

Goethe recited it silently several times, and then looked at the "scarred characters" replaced by two correct "Tufuyu" and two wrong "Tufuyu". He felt that it was still a little dangerous.

In the end, the number of "Tufuyu" was reduced to two, one correct and one wrong.

"There should be no problem this time!"

Goethe muttered to himself, got up and walked downstairs.

Goethe is quite confident about whether the manuscript is popular.

Not only that, he prepared well enough in the early stage.

It is also because he believes in the strength of the great writers in his hometown.

Even after his magic reform, it will still be wonderful.

Of course, Goethe is most fortunate that the 'Secret Realm' is connected to the 'Anchor World', and some secret knowledge is the same, and he happened to have learned the most basic Tufu language.

Otherwise, this is the difficulty of hell.

"Master, morning!"

The manservant who stood guard outside the study all night looked at Goethe who opened the door and walked out, and immediately bowed to greet him—the address the resident manservant used for his employer was no different from that of the servants in the traditional aristocratic family.

If it is a male servant or maid who goes home every day, he will address the employer as Mr., Mrs., etc.

"Thank you, Kai."

"After breakfast, go to rest."

"As a writer, my schedule is different from that of ordinary people. You need to adapt."

Looking at the tired servant, Goethe said with a smile.

"Master, I will adapt as soon as possible, please don't worry."

"Maria scrambled the egg sauce as you ordered."

The valet answered meticulously.

As a qualified servant, it is natural that the employer is the main one.

Especially if the employer is not a demanding person.

Of course, Keke clearly remembered what happened yesterday. The six people who fell on the ground all told him that even if the employer in front of him was not a harsh person, he still needed to maintain 120% respect.

Goethe nodded and walked towards the first floor.

The maid Maria had been standing at the dining table waiting for a long time.

Compared to the tiredness of the male servant, the maid who only got up early after sleeping all night was in good spirits.

"Master, here is the egg sauce you ordered. I have prepared bread and salad for you as a side dish."

Maria showed Goethe the fruits of her labor.

Different from the egg sauce in Goethe's memory, the egg sauce in front of him is off-white because of the addition of milk. It tastes sweet and spicy, and a little salty, and the taste is quite viscous, a bit like yogurt.

After taking a sip, Goethe began to soak the bread and ate it with salad.

It was fast enough to finish breakfast.

Looking at Maria who looked forward to him, Goethe didn't want to discourage the other party's enthusiasm.

"Good job, don't do it again next time."

Goethe said tactfully.

Then, after a pause, he continued.

"The next three meals should be as ordinary and normal as possible."

Goethe emphasized.

"Okay, master."

Maria nodded again and again with a happy face.

The host praised her for cooking delicious food!

But why not do it next time?

Is it for a holiday meal?

The maid was a little confused.

While the maid was clearing the tableware, Goethe walked out of the room.

The humid air lifted Goethe's spirits, and Rick, the driver outside the door, took off his hat and greeted Goethe.

Goethe understands why the other party is the best coachman in "Simmerk Private Carriage". Not only can he solve some unexpected things, but also he is meticulous in his work. According to the agreement between the two parties, the other party only needs to arrive at 8 o'clock in the morning every day. It's good to serve him at ten o'clock in the evening, and it's only half past seven, so the other party must have left after the appointed time last night.

"Morning, Rick."

Goethe greeted the coachman, and then looked at a middle-aged man standing at his door.

There was dew on the other party's shoulders, apparently waiting for a long time, but did not knock on the door.

"Good morning, Mr. Marple."

"I'm Trithick, editor of the Hestings Clarion."

"It's an honor to meet you."

When Goethe's eyes swept over, the other party began to introduce himself.

"Hello."

Goethe responded kindly.

Goethe naturally knew why the other party came.

He had been promoting his new book so hard yesterday that the papers in Hestings would know what to do if they weren't fools.

However, it was beyond Goethe's expectation that the other party had been waiting here so early.

"Come to my drawing room, if you can."

"My maid is very good at cooking and can also make tea. You should need a cup of hot tea."

Goethe sent an invitation.

"That really couldn't be better!"

Trishick let out a sigh.

He felt Goethe's kindness.

Why did he come so early.

Isn't it just for this kindness?

In order to prevent this kindness from being consumed for no reason, the editor-in-chief said directly after sitting down in the reception room: "As long as there are no problems with your manuscript, the "Clarion" will give you the highest level of treatment, and you will also be given the highest level of treatment." Your freedom will not be restricted, and you don’t need to agree immediately, you can consult the treatment of other newspapers in Hessetings, they will come soon.”

"You are an honest man."

Goethe took the tea offered by Maria.

Just plain tea.

But that's enough.

He never wants to eat scrambled egg sauce again.

"Because, compared with other newspapers, the strength of our "Clarion" is not an absolute advantage, so we need to be honest to win your favor."

Trishick said with a smile.

smart people!

Goethe evaluated from the bottom of his heart.

The other party knew very well that after his propaganda yesterday, the initiative was no longer in the hands of the newspaper.

At least, that's the case at this stage.

Rather than being harsh and losing, it is better to gain generously and honestly.

Afterwards, the two chatted.

Between 8:00 and 8:30, people from seven or eight newspapers with considerable strength in Hessetings arrived one after another.

And the end result?

Goethe chose the Hestings Daily.

After reading the manuscript, the other party gave them the same freedom as the "Clarion", and the treatment was more than double that of the "Clarion".

Of course, the most important thing is that the other party is the number one selling newspaper in Hessetings.

"Hope we can work together next time!"

At the time of farewell, Trithick shook hands with Goethe without the slightest irritation.

"certainly!"

Goethe nodded affirmatively.

Now he needs 'attention' too much.

Having overcome the immediate difficulties, Goethe does not mind cooperating with the other party.

"I need to rest, wake me up in the evening."

"Don't bother me if it's not necessary."

Goethe ordered the maid.

"Okay, master."

Maria nodded repeatedly.

Goethe walked to the bedroom on the third floor.

After closing the door, he went to the closet.

Pulling open the closet, several money bags just fell out.

How could it be possible to write a book overnight!

Naturally, I'm going to do some side business!

At this moment, Goethe's wardrobe is full of banknotes!

With such a harvest, Goethe is also a little surprised!

In the beginning, Goethe just asked a few gang members to ask where the five people he killed yesterday afternoon came from, just to keep people from thinking about him, but the first few waves of people didn't know.

Therefore, he had to travel a few more places before completing his goal.

Goethe, who had made outstanding contributions to the law and order of Hessetings without knowing it, glanced at the wealth reaching '5', and began to carefully count the extra gains, and then began to clean up the last tail.

"There are 150 gold crowns and 21,000 banknotes."

"And 40 silver crowns and 20 copper crowns."

"Except for gold krona, silver krona and copper krona are getting rarer... Are banknotes becoming the mainstream currency in the true sense?"

Goethe keenly noticed the difference through the "contributions" of several small gangs around him.

"It should be a regulation at the national level. Is there anything that can be used?"

Lying on the bed, Goethe thought.

Then, he heard Maria's footsteps.

Very hurried, and a little flustered.

The next moment, the door was knocked——

"Master, two police officers want to see you!"