"Goethe Winchester?"
"The’ folklorist’?"
Each other one leng immediately blurt out.
With Goethe’s growing popularity, the recognition rate has reached 6% at the moment. If you have recently noted the news, you may have heard the name.
"What an honor to meet you!"
"If possible, I hope you can tell me more folk stories. I am a freelance writer and I am so curious about your experience!"
Goethe shook hands with each other excitedly.
But the other person’s heartbeat is calm and abnormal.
Far from being so excited.
"good"
"But I hope that’s after I saw those weapons and armor-how about lunch?"
Goethe said with a smile
"no problem"
The other party promised.
Looking at two people talking fairly happily, Pentel’s face also revealed a smile.
What worries him most about this kind of visit together is that the guests are not in harmony at the same time.
Because it will not only lose money, but also affect his name
Once his reputation is damaged, he will lose more money
Pentel didn’t want this to happen.
Fortunately, not today.
"George Pavilion is a great pavilion. Many people call it St. George, but his descendants are not so lucky."
"We know that George’s Pavilion had six wives and twenty-two lovers less-it was recorded because each of them had a child less than George’s Pavilion."
"But it’s a pity that most of these children died."
"Most of the remaining half also had various accidents as adults."
"It seems as if there is a curse in the blood of’ George’ Pavilion. If you want to have a name, you will definitely encounter misfortune!"
"There are at least three weapons in my collection that can be confirmed to be stained with the blood of George Pavilion."
"They are also called’ bloody antiques’ by collectors. Many people hate them, but many people like them."
"Me?"
"It’s the latter!"
Pentel introduced his collection while walking with Goethe Zachary.
When he came to the underground, the collector pushed the end door.
Suddenly many weapons and armor were printed in Goethe’s eyes.
From the earliest cold weapon sword
By modern times, there were all kinds of matchsticks.
Goethe even found a ton of old artillery in the corner.
It’s like an exhibition of modern weapons in 200 years appeared in front of Goethe.
