A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

who is she?

Such questions arose in Klein's mind.

Maldida, who was clinging to Klein, noticed something strange and turned to look at Klein's eyes.

"Ha." After seeing the person clearly, she raised a provocative smile and moved her hands even more, "What are you looking at? Do you want to join in?"

Hearing this, Sister Hei Changzhi snorted coldly, turned and left.

Klein was thoughtful.

He pretended to greet him and said casually: "Who is that person?"

"How do I know? She didn't even want to say her name." Mathilda seemed to criticize Sister Kuronaga Naomi. "That adult didn't say anything and just let her stay here. I any idea?"

It’s very mysterious——

Klein secretly became interested.

He thought that Jon might have teleported him here to let him discover the woman wearing the ring.

In the end, Klein did not succumb to the evil temptation of the witch.

In addition to his extremely firm will, the ring with the characteristics of the 'Soul Master' also played a huge role.

Returning to Backlund City with the handsome face of 'Sherlock Moriarty', Klein took the first public carriage in the morning to the detective office.

Unexpectedly, someone has been waiting for him for a long time.

"Mr. Sherlock." The visitor's face was pale, with black blood vessels bulging from time to time on his face. "Mr. A asked me to come here and wait for deployment."

Klein was slightly stunned, but he had dealt with these Aurora Society lunatics a lot and dealt with them very appropriately. He nodded lightly and said, "I understand, you come in first."

Although Zan Ke is still a little transparent in the Church of the Night, in the Aurora Society, he has become a middle-level cadre.

Entering the office, he kept a stern expression, sat face to face with the 'hermit monk', and asked: "What else did Mr. A say? Is he okay?"

"Mr. A is fine, but he is not very free under the surveillance of heretics recently. He asked me to tell him that the transport ship will dock in the near future, and we can take action at any time." The 'hermit' replied respectfully.

Transport ships, human trafficking, and the secret construction of George III's tomb around the world.

Klein has known this news for a long time.

So, what does Mr. A mean?

Are you going to stop acting and completely fall out with the Loen royal family?

"That's not right." Klein narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind gradually became active. "It's not time to fall out... maybe he just wants to give me a chance to make meritorious deeds so that he can better promote me, or maybe he can stay in Loen temporarily. My hands are tied under the supervision of the royal family, and it’s not easy to do some things myself, so I was asked to do it for you.”

"I understand, don't act rashly yet, lurk nearby and wait for my orders." Klein said coldly.

Not to mention, the madmen of the Aurora Society seem to be following this trick. The calmer they appear on the surface, the more they admire him.

The nameless 'hermit monk' bowed, said nothing, and gradually disappeared into the shadows beneath his feet.

Klein let go of his spirituality and used divination to confirm again and again that no one else was nearby. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa tiredly.

well.

A busy night.

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If it weren't for the letter from his family, Klein might have been living between the Aurora Society and the Witch Sect for a long time.

——This is just a task for him, so he can't mess it up.

But today is a special situation, so I can’t worry about that much.

Early in the morning, Klein arrived at Backlund's train station.

He waited from eight o'clock until ten o'clock in the morning, and finally, the dark steam train pulled into the station. He ate the donuts in two bites, left some tips, and came to the platform with his hat on.

Because he is an extraordinary person, Klein's eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people. When he looked around the crowd, he easily spotted his brother and sister who were carrying suitcases of various sizes, as if they were bringing all their belongings. .

"Really..." Klein raised the corners of his mouth with a bright smile.

Then, he waved his hand, "Benson, Melissa, here!"

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Klein is different from before.

In the eyes of Benson and Melissa, although the other person still had a strong bookishness and gentle manner, his whole mental outlook had undergone earth-shaking changes from before.

"I will live in my rented house for the time being. In a few days, we will go to the Jowood area to buy a new one."

"Money? Don't worry, I have some savings in my hand, which is enough for our family to live a good life."

"Don't look at me with that look. I have a close relationship with Mr. Jon. Do you remember him, right? He was the gentleman who appeared at Selena's birthday party. We are very good friends. He lent me a A sum of capital, let me invest with him."

"Anyway, I have money now, and a lot of it."

In the last row of the public carriage, Klein talked to his brother and sister about his business in Backlund.

Of course, this is false.

His main source of income now is still collecting wool from the Church of the Night and the Aurora Society, and from time to time he goes hunting in the dock area and the gray areas where gangs are rampant, feeding his 'creeping hunger' and making extra money at the same time...

Melissa and Benson were stunned by his deception.

——This is what ordinary citizens from fifth-tier cities look like when they first enter the capital.

Although it is a monthly rental, Klein obviously put a lot of effort into choosing a temporary home for himself and his family.

Looking at the two-story building in front of her, Melissa's eyes flickered, but the next second, she began to calculate the necessary living expenses for her brother, and frowned and complained that she could not live so extravagantly in the future. You have to budget carefully.

Klein smiled and agreed.

He had seen the slums and attended the prince's parties, and his mind was already extremely open-minded.

Benson, on the other hand, is considering joining the government department and becoming a civil servant... No, it's a matter of civil servants. He felt that he could not rely solely on Klein to support his family, he had to do his part as well.

It took a full day to move and get settled completely.

Just when Melissa decided to go out to buy some meat and vegetable bread to celebrate the housewarming, Klein suddenly said that he would invite them to eat at an outside restaurant.

Melissa righteously refused.

Benson also looked at his brother in embarrassment.

Klein smiled and said, "I'm in for a treat."

Melissa and Benson finally let go of their worries, put on their best clothes, and went out with Klein.

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The Farnest restaurant in the West End has an elegant style.

In the private room on the top floor, Benson and Melissa felt a little cramped, and even their voices were much lower than usual when they spoke.

"We meet again." Jon smiled kindly and handed the menu to Melissa, "Whatever you want to eat, just order it and don't show anyone else."

Melissa just glanced at the appetizers on the first page, and began to calculate in her mind how much money she could save if she bought the raw materials in person and cooked them at home.

Klein knew that his sister had committed the 'problem' of being diligent and thrifty again, so he coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Jon is very generous."

Sister, if you have a good guy, kill it quickly!

But after all, Melissa was poor and ambitious, so she reservedly ordered some ordinary dishes.

The same is true for Benson. He is even more restrained than Melissa.

When it's Klein's turn, the 'Lord of Debt' won't have so much to worry about.

Don't eat the right food, only eat the expensive food.

A wealthy dog ​​has a lot of property, and everything ends with extravagance.

Jon was unmoved.

He took the initiative to order many of the signature dishes here for Melissa and Benson.

This made the brother and sister quite embarrassed.

"It's okay. If you can't eat anything, just pack it back. There's no need to cook tomorrow." Jon said in a friendly manner, "You are Klein's family and you don't need to see anyone outside."

"The relationship between Klein and Mr. Jon is really good..." the brother and sister thought in unison.

Although it was a high-end restaurant, Jon and Klein behaved very 'dirty'.

Of course, this "obscene" just means that they do not completely follow the dining habits of Loen's upper class. They are just like at home, with an extremely casual attitude.

Since no outsiders were watching, Benson and Melissa gradually let go of their restraints and fully enjoyed the famous chef's creations.

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The leftovers were packed away anyway.

Jon did it himself.

In the surprised eyes of the waiter, he carried the lunch box and invited the Moretti family to board his carriage.

"Don't care too much about face." Jon said very casually: "Whether your life is good or not is the most important. Only those who are better than others will overemphasize pomp and circumstance."

These words attracted Melissa's approval.

She has always been a diligent and thrifty girl.

Klein and Benson looked at each other, and both saw a hint of worry in each other's eyes.

Too entangled in daily necessities, who would dare to marry his own sister in the future?

The carriage drove slowly towards the North District and stopped outside St. Mussel Cathedral.

Klein felt something was wrong. When he looked out the window, his expression instantly became strange.

Jon comforted him and said, "After dinner, isn't it reasonable to pay homage to the goddess?"

Reasonable?

That’s reasonable, uncle!

People pay homage not only by bathing and changing clothes, but also in a solemn and solemn manner. How can one go to worship after having a leisurely dinner?

Benson and Melissa also felt something was wrong.

Benson has no clear faith, but Melissa is a believer in the goddess of the night.

——Because he is a time traveler, Manman’s thinking is quite advanced, which is in sharp contrast to the macho Mr. Leodro who vigorously opened the ‘Female Durban’.

"It doesn't matter, God doesn't care." Jon waved his hand.

In order to enhance his credibility, he also deliberately took out a holy emblem of the Goddess of the Night from his pocket, "I am an officially certified outstanding believer, believe me, that's right."

Moretti Family:…

Klein's outlook on life was shattered to pieces.

But in the end, he said nothing and followed the other person into his nominal workplace, St. Mussel Cathedral.

By the way, after Melissa’s kind reminder, Jon left the leftovers in the car without committing any further sacrilege.

Enter the cathedral.

Benson and Melissa looked reserved.

But the priests in black robes turned a blind eye to a few people.

Klein blinked.

secret?

He looked at Jon.

Jon nodded.

Klein was immediately relieved.

It seems that this guy didn't just come here on a whim, but had a plan.

Benson and Melissa just thought that the big figures in the church didn't bother to talk to them, and they didn't become suspicious.

Arriving at the prayer hall, Jon asked Klein to stay with his family while he took a familiar route to the underground chamber of St. Mussel Cathedral.

Not long after, a woman in a black dress whose face was unclear appeared suddenly in the secret room.

"You have to protect his family." Jon did not act mean at first, but spoke very seriously, "That is his anchor point."

The woman pondered for a moment, nodded, and said softly, "Okay."

But the next second, she spoke again: "Excessive protection is not conducive to development."

"Without deep hatred, you can't grow?" Jon asked.

The woman stopped talking.

Jon smiled and said, "After this matter is over, I will leave him and go to the 'abyss' to take and digest the potion."

Hearing this, the woman's body trembled slightly.

‘Abyss’, the source of all evil, the place of corruption, the abode of demons, the dark side of the universe, the most polluting place. Even angels will fall out of control there, the people guarding the abyss will eventually be assimilated by the abyss, and even the gods will be corrupted!

Jon then explained: "Don't worry, the power of your world cannot shake me at all, because I come from the starry sky beyond the stars."

The woman is silent.

After a long time, she said: "I will give my blessing, but it is time for his family to understand the truth of this world, so that he can grow up faster."

"I have no objection." Jon didn't seem to care.

After a pause, he rubbed his hands, "Now that the business is over, Manman, I want to..."

Quietly, the woman disappeared.

At the same time, the Archbishop of the Night once again felt the wrath of God.

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the other side.

Bernadette is on a video call with her old father

——After paying a lot of money, she finally asked Jon to transform the Blasphemy Card into a 'video phone'.

But in the secret mausoleum with swaying fire, Russell, dressed in black robes, wearing a crown, and holding a scepter, was smiling bitterly, "It's not that I don't want you to come, but with your strength, it's useless to come." .”

Bernadette was unmoved and said calmly: "When the storm subsides, I can ask Mr. Fool for help."

"Don't!" Russell was frightened.

Through communication, he learned that the pollution on his body seemed to come from the "Fallen Mother Goddess", who was an extremely difficult existence.

Maybe, your little brother/little sister will also fall into it, so it’s better not to take the risk.

Bernadette bit her lip lightly, "I'm determined!"

Who is Huang Beibei? His father once said that he is "smart, well-behaved, sensible and obedient, but sometimes he is too upright and seems a bit stupid."

To put it bluntly, people are not bad, but they are stubborn.

Russell clearly understood his daughter's temper, so he could only talk about other things, and said with a wry smile: "It's better to wait until that guy's god-becoming ceremony completely fails, and then you can consider meeting me again. If he succeeds, you won't have to come. I just lay down on the ground, and even the grave was ready."

When communicating with Bernadette, Russell's humanity would always prevail. This was also one of the few times in the mausoleum where he felt relaxed from the bottom of his heart.

Bernadette said word for word: "I will do my best."

Russell twitched the corner of his mouth.

Compared with his daughter, he still prefers the guy named Jon Joestar.

The angel of the 'destiny' path...

Hey, those are all destined European emperors.

You can never go wrong with making friends.