A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

As the favored one of the goddess of night.

If you think that Arianna will just immerse herself in hard work, you would be wrong.

Upon hearing such murderous words, Audrey couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. It's just that she now represents the face of the Church of Fools, and her expression management is perfect. She just smiles and doesn't speak.

Overhearing the conversation between the two, Klein nodded secretly. He is worthy of being the next pope of the Church of the Night. Compared with others, Xiao Longnu still needs a lot of training——

Immediately afterwards, he shook off those unreasonable thoughts and seriously thought about his next plan to deal with the Witch Sect.

As the saying goes, ‘A hundred-footed insect is dead but not stiff’.

The Witch Sect has developed for several epochs, and its accumulated power is far beyond what the Church of Fools can match.

Whether it is the quality of the sealed artifacts or the number of high-sequence Beyonders, the Witch Sect is the most difficult opponent in history!

Thinking of this, Klein was a little lucky to have a behemoth like the Church of the Night as an ally.

As for another ally in the last great smog incident, the Church of Storms...

After the death of "Eternal Fierce Sun", the relationship with the Church of the Fool became more subtle, so I might as well not mention it.

After some discussion, both parties left the scene.

Klein and Audrey returned to the Church of Fools headquarters.

"I must report this matter to Mr. Fool in person." Audrey left a sentence with a serious expression, turned around and entered the underground secret room.

Klein smiled helplessly.

Although, there still needs to be a process.

His consciousness came to the top of the gray fog, and he pretended to be a ghost. This matter finally came to an end tonight.

but.

This war without gunpowder is not over.

Instead, just get started.

…

"Okay, I know this."

"What? Ask me what to do?"

"My answer is... cold salad."

"Please think about it carefully. If I have to personally take action on such a small matter, this church will take jujube pills."

Jon looked impatient and kicked Klein out of the study.

Klein's expression was a little stunned.

Fortunately, Azik answered his questions and lowered his voice: "His Majesty Jon has been very busy recently...don't ask what he is busy with. In short, he is really busy. He didn't mean to pass all the errands to you."

As he said this, the gentle-tempered son of Death smiled and said, "But I'm very free. If you need any help, please don't ask me. In any case, I am a member of the Church of the Fool after all."

"I will." Klein nodded seriously.

After thinking for a while, he told Azik the current situation.

"After the Great Smog Incident, the Witch Sect ostensibly withdrew from the struggle for power in the Loen Kingdom. In fact, it quietly went underground and developed middle- and lower-class civilian believers as pawns and informants."

"Many ordinary people believe in evil gods without knowing it. However, this kind of belief requires dedicating one's name as a medium for curses."

"You also know that those witches may have mediocre frontal combat abilities, but their spells and curses are the most powerful in the world."

"What's even more hateful is that some people clearly don't want to be associated with them, so those witches begin to use any means to threaten the lives of their family and friends and force innocent people to work for the witch sect."

The reason why a secret organization is a secret organization is because its methods are really unsightly.

Even during the Pale Catastrophe, the Witch Sect was defined as a cult, let alone now that the Seven Gods are in the sky...

Oh, now it's the Six Gods, and the "Eternal Blazing Sun" is gone.

Azik was a kind-hearted angel and couldn't help but shook his head, "This is indeed a bit excessive."

The conversation changed: "So what are you going to do? In other words, what kind of decree has Mr. Fool issued to you?"

"Mr. Fool wants them to disappear." Klein said without thinking.

Although the original intention of the Witch Sect was not to kill his family, it cannot be denied that the flower girl was indeed secretly controlled by the Witch Sect in order to successfully approach Benson, a government servant.

If it were any other family, the happy family would sooner or later become a tool used by the cult to erode power.

To put it bluntly, the fat piece of Loen is too tempting, and the Augustus family is now like a candle in the wind, crumbling, and the benefits contained in it are even the "original witch". In this way, the godhead is lost Sequence 0 wants to come over and take a bite.

Klein learned from the interrogation with the Church of the Night that eroding Roen's administrative system was only the first step. The next step is to use the chess pieces hidden on Fusac's side to launch the 'Holy Revenge' plan and once again provoke a war between the two countries so that they can spread and reap pain.

What else could Klein say?

His heart is to be punished, just kill them all and that will be the end of it.

Klein said solemnly: "The Witch Sect is a one-line communication system. This time, we only uncovered one of the hidden lines. Although it is theoretically a fruitful harvest, there are still many big fish lurking under the water."

"What's even more troublesome is that they reach out to innocent civilians and children, and it's easy to influence the whole body. Faced with such a situation, more help is needed."

"Or just be more decisive?" Azik said, touching his chin, "It's just my crude idea: just pull out the fuel and do something that will make the Witch Sect unable to take care of both ends, forcing them to give up their plans in Loen. plan."

Hearing this, Klein's eyes lit up, "What do you mean?"

"The headquarters of the Witch Sect happens to be on the same continent as the Spiritual Religion." Azik smiled: "As you know, I have always kept in touch with the Spiritual Religion."

Well, the last time the Night Goddess fought against the Twilight Giant Badheir, it was only with the help of Azik that it went so smoothly.

Coupled with the current 3-in-1 Black Death War, the Church of the Night, the Church of the God of War, the Spiritual Religion is basically like a family.

The eldest brother helps the second brother, no one needs to be polite.

The more Klein thought about it, the more plausible it seemed. If there was a mass killing in Backlund, it would cause countless innocent casualties. Situations like yesterday were rare after all. The witches would not be stupid enough to just stand there and let you kill them. .

"I didn't expect that not long after I came back, I would be leaving for the Southern Continent again..." After making up his mind, Klein couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I obviously promised my brother and sister not to go out again in a short time."

Azik also smiled: "Plans always fail to keep up with changes, don't they?"

He lowered the brim of his hat and said, "Don't worry, I will accompany you on this trip to the Southern Continent."

Klein: ヾ(●｀●)

…

The sky and sea are so beautiful.

It's the familiar Backlund Pier again.

The last time Klein went to sea to look for mermaids, he boarded the ship here.

He didn't make any cover up, and showed his luxury ticket to the ticket inspector despite his true appearance as 'Cline Moretti'.

The ticket checker immediately showed a warm smile and said, "Welcome to the Sand Snail. Dear Mr. Moretti, I hope you can enjoy this trip."

"Yes." Klein nodded and carried the suitcase onto the ship smoothly.

After settling in his room, he returned to the deck without staying long.

Like many tourists, Klein also stopped to watch all the novel things on the sea.

But if you look carefully, you will find that his lips are moving up and down, as if he is saying something to someone...

After fishing for a while, but without any harvest, Klein walked into the cabin with some disappointment.

However, at this moment, the blond waiter with twin tails suddenly ran into his arms.

Klein deliberately did not hide, but asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

The waitress raised her head at a 45-degree angle, revealing her innocent and cute big eyes, "I'm really sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't look at the road."

She timidly touched Klein's chest, "Did it hurt you?"

Klein only found it funny when he saw such a low-end green tea trick.

However, he pretended to be indifferent and said to the waitress very gentlemanly: "It's okay, I am a sports enthusiast, your strength is nothing."

"Really? No wonder your figure is so strong~" the waitress couldn't help but say.

Then, as if she realized her gaffe, she immediately blushed and backed away like a deer.

Not to mention, most men who have never seen the world just do this.

Klein finally understood why Benson was so obsessed with Pygmalion Girl in the first place.

For Loen men who are conservative by nature but yearn to release their wildness in their hearts, there is nothing more exciting than a heroic rescue of a beauty or an encounter around the corner.

Klein took off his hat and introduced him gracefully: "This beautiful lady, I am Klein Moretti, the foreign manager of Joestar Co., Ltd. I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to join us. Dinner?"

"What? No! I just... Oops~" Hearing this, the waitress was immediately at a loss.

Klein showed just the right look of disappointment, "Sorry, that's really rude. I just thought it was fate. Anyway... I'm sorry."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

However, how could a carefully planned encounter end in such a hasty way?

The waitress stopped Klein as if she mustered up the courage, "Wait a minute, Mr. Moretti, I...I have time, just..."

Klein sneered in his heart: "We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you just hanging out here with me? Letting the news out in advance is indeed effective. These people from the Witch Sect are coming over like sharks smelling the smell of blood."

Going back in time——

Now that he has decided to travel to the Southern Continent, Klein has to make preparations.

Fortunately, his current identity is relatively clean: a follower of the Goddess of the Night, the foreign manager of Joestar Co., Ltd., and the biological brother of government employee Benson Moretti.

Regardless of his identity, he is the kind of target that the Witch Sect likes to erode.

Moreover, under the operation of Sharon, Maric and other well-known figures in the underground world, Klein revealed that he went to the Southern Continent with a huge sum of money to investigate investment opportunities, and he also left his personal profile just right: affectionate and dedicated, and in urgent need of a partner. .

Outrageous?

Klein felt quite outrageous.

But the more outrageous something is, the easier it is to be accepted.

Especially the Witch Sect, which specializes in fishing for men, how could they let such a high-quality resource like him go?

On the third day after the news was released, Klein decisively spent a huge amount of money to buy a luxury ferry ticket to the Southern Continent.

By the way, the money for the boat ticket is from the public account of the Church of Fools.

‘The Church of Fools is the church of Fools, but the money of the Church of Fools does not belong to Fools’

This time, he finally had the opportunity to enjoy public funds. Klein was both ashamed and excited...

Back to business.

Easily fishing out the Witch Sect's hook, Klein silently returned to the cabin and took off the first button of his tie.

In the blink of an eye, Azik, who was well-dressed and had a bronze complexion, sat opposite him.

"It went more smoothly than we imagined." Azik said with a smile: "You can also see that they are really anxious now and can't wait to recruit all the forces they can."

"Crazy people often have greater potential, and the same is true for crazy followers of the evil god. The situation of the original witches is getting worse day by day. If they can't do anything to delay this trend, the witch sect will sooner or later turn into the dust of history."

He shook his head: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, let's plan your date at night."

Mr. Azik is also a teacher and friend, and rarely talks about such topics with Klein.

Klein spread his hands indifferently: "Although you may not believe it, I have a lot of dating experience."

‘Faceless Man’, thousands of people with thousands of faces.

Men, women, old and young, Klein has already experienced various characters, and his thoughts and ideas are even more clear.

Not to mention fighting against the hooks on the periphery of the Witch Sect, even if the original witch is in front of him, he can fool the opponent into being unable to walk for a while!

"You still need to pay more attention to it. After all, you have been in full swing with the preparation work in the early stage. Those who are specifically designed to catch you must not only be the lovely lady outside, but also higher up, either a demigod or a saint. I often talk to you What are you talking about? It's all about being careful." Azik looked a little serious.

But then, he showed a relaxed smile, "After the Witch Sect is completely eliminated, I will take you to the most unique local restaurant to taste delicious food. If the opportunity allows, we may also go all the way north to study fishing. Seal technology.”

Maybe Mr. Azik really didn't take the Witch Sect to heart, or maybe he wanted to use words to calm Klein's nervousness.

Anyway, after hearing what the other party said, Klein was also looking forward to this trip.

However--

What Klein didn't know was that at this moment, the destination of his trip, the Witch Sect headquarters in West Balan, was accompanied by thunder, lightning, earthquakes and locust swarms. A charming and evil woman emerged from a pool filled with blood. Walk out slowly.

Countless blood coagulated on her body, turning into an exquisite, avant-garde and bold high-slit dress.

Around them, dozens of beautiful witches touched their heads to the ground, not daring to look directly at the face of the woman in the red dress.

The leader, holding a gorgeous crown made of gold, platinum and diamonds, cautiously came to the woman in the red dress, and said in a clear voice like a lark: "Congratulations on your return to the world, the great - the original."