Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Monday afternoon, 58:[-].

According to the instructions, Emlyn began to pray to the great god in the secret room underground in Backlund.

For a moment, the red glow surrounded his consciousness.

After a brief absence, Emlyn's eyes suddenly became clear, and he saw the mysterious existence sitting at the head of the mottled long table.

"Fools"!

Emlyn was shocked.

He was about to salute, but before he could open his mouth, several figures appeared on the opposite side of the long table and beside him, whose faces could not be seen clearly, and whose bodies were surrounded by gray mist.

Among them, the young lady with a light voice like a yellow oriole pondered for a moment, and extended cordial greetings to the fellow members.

"Good afternoon, Mister Fool."

"Good afternoon, Mister Fate."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Hanged Man..."

From left to right, male to female.

Of course, she put Emlyn who hadn't drawn her identity at the end.

"This strange gentleman, hello, welcome to the Tarot Society." After speaking, Audrey finally completed her weekly routine tasks.

Hearing this, Emlyn subconsciously puffed up his chest, and said calmly, "En."

Oh yo, the lad has character.

Alger, who had never dealt with Emlyn before, couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Little Sun, who was far away in the City of Silver, also crossed his arms slightly dissatisfied, and scrutinized the newcomer in a rare way.

It was Jon who smoothed things over, "Everyone, don't worry, blood races probably have such virtues... I think Miss Temperance can testify to me."

After hearing this, everyone naturally turned their attention to the puppet-like Sharon.

Sharon nodded slightly.

In comparison, Emlyn is still a more polite one among the many blood races.

These days, she and Maric didn't cooperate with Emlyn and the blood clan behind each other.

To be honest, those guys with over-the-top eyes are really not friendly communication partners...

"Blood? Vampire!" Derrick subconsciously said.

Then Emlyn couldn't hold back anymore, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he said extremely indignantly: "Pay attention to your words, sir! The blood race is a noble race that is different from those monsters covered in pus and blood!"

Seeing that he was about to witness the first duel between members of the party, Klein coughed lightly, knowing that he couldn't continue watching the show.

In an instant, all sounds disappeared.

Everyone, including Jon, bowed their heads respectfully.

Klein was very satisfied, and said softly, "The members here are closely related, like family."

The subject changed, "Of course, even family members will inevitably quarrel.

But don't forget, after all, you will win together, and you will lose together. "

Affectionate, strict, admonishing.

Emlyn was immediately overwhelmed by the great existence, and said in a trembling voice, "Follow your will."

"Very good." Klein was also very satisfied with his well-designed lines, mobilizing the power of the gray mist to condense a deck of tarot cards, "Choose an identity, this will be your code name in the party."

Although the identities of the various members are hardly a secret.

But there is still a sense of ritual that should be there.

Emlyn didn't dare to neglect, and chose the 'Moon' card among the remaining Tarot cards.

Coincidentally, he happened to be sitting next to the holder of the 'Sun' card - Derrick Berg.

The sun and the moon are in the same sky, and the intelligence is boundless.

"Then, you are welcome to join the party, Mr. Moon." Klein chuckled.

Emlyn crossed his fingers on his forehead, "I praise you from the bottom of my heart, Mister Fool!"

This action is the iconic action of the Church of Fools (designed by Mr. Joestar, who did not want to be named), similar to the four taps on the chest of the Church of Evernight, and the horizontal and vertical strokes of the Aurora Order.

——As early as the compilation of "The Fool's Manual", each member received the door-to-door delivery of the Star Worm messenger. Naturally, they knew what Emlyn's actions represented, and they all followed suit.

"Praise the fool."

Klein: ...

You don't say it.

Amid the heartfelt praise, the gray mist here seems to have solidified a little more.

Emlyn's official membership announced the beginning of this gathering.

Klein first affirmed the contributions of the various members in the incident not long ago, and then focused on praising Jon, Emlyn, Sharon and others who were so busy.

This made Derrick very envious.

Because he also really wanted to put on the saddle for Mister Fool.

As for Fors...

Ok.

Miss Xianyu had another week that was not fulfilling but extremely relaxing.

What a joy, a joy.

"George III has fallen, and the real "Dark Emperor" has returned, and this matter has come to a successful conclusion. Klein changed into a more comfortable posture, seemingly casually said: "But don't forget, the war sweeping across the northern and southern continents is about to begin. "

Hearing this, Alger was shocked.

Like Miss Temperance, Miss Justice, Mr. Moon, etc., the scope of activities is limited to the surrounding area of ​​Backlund.

As for myself, he is a good man who travels across the sea.

In other words, it's time for meritorious service!

So, he said expectantly: "According to your instructions, I have already contacted some admirals on Sonia Island. The 'Blue Avenger' is waiting for your orders at any time."

my instructions?

It must have been an instruction from that fellow Jon.

Klein thought to himself.

But with no expression on his face, he nodded and said, "Very well, Mr. Hanged Man, you will be the pioneer and pioneer."

Alger was overjoyed.

Things are rare.

Your own influence at sea is irreplaceable inside the party!

Mister Fool has settled the mess of the Loen Kingdom, and he really wants to focus on expanding his power overseas...

Thinking of this, he said again: "Mr. Fool, I have to tell you that the minions of the Lord of Storms have been active recently, especially in Fusac's coastal generation. I think they seem to have the same attitude as us. idea."

Lord of the Storm?

Who.

Really unfamiliar.

Alger, who had turned from a twenty-five son of the Church of the Storms to a diehard member of the Church of Fools, said so.

Klein had a headache.

He had just digested the Faceless Man potion, and all he could think about was promotion and where to find a mermaid to sing to him.

As for the construction and expansion of the Church of Fools...

That thing is not something I can play now.

"Don't worry." Klein pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Time is on our side."

Alger seemed to understand but half understood.

At this time, Jon interjected: "The Lord of the Storm is only afraid that her status will be threatened. She is a tyrant, but she is not a fool. Do what you should do with peace of mind. She will not confront us head-on."

"Mainly because I dare not." Jon added silently in his heart.

The matter of Starry Sky Cthulhu cultivating "fools" is not a secret in the eyes of some great beings. Under such circumstances, how could the Lord of Storms go crazy and provoke him, unless the seat of God doesn't want it anymore.

"So..." Alger felt relieved.

The political commissar has already spoken, so there is nothing else to say.

Just do it.

Emlyn, who attended the party for the first time, listened quietly to those incredible conversations, and the arrogance in his heart gradually subsided.

It turned out that not only was his special status, but also everyone present was worthy of praise.

The blue-haired Hanged Man has a certain power in the sea.

Sharon, who has dealt with the most, is now the second in command of the 'Rose School of Thought'.

As for the brunette lady over there who has been taciturn from beginning to end, she is even more important, with an unfathomable aura.

Inexplicably cue Forsi:? ? ?

Although I don't understand what's going on, it seems that it's not time for me to speak, so let's continue paddling~

"Mr. Sun, Mr. Moon." Suddenly, Jon looked at the two at the same time.

Derrick and Emlyn said in unison: "Yes!"

for example:

Fools are principals.

Destiny is the head teacher.

In theory, the principal is the largest.

But students, the most feared thing must be the head teacher.

Jon smiled, "Don't be nervous, I just want to say that you might as well deepen your relationship.

The hometown of Mr. Sun has accumulated a batch of new crops, and Mr. Moon, you have a relationship with the Church of the Mother Earth. "

It was okay at the beginning, but at the end, Emlyn felt something was wrong.

"Joe...cough, Mister Fate, I am a blood race, how can I have a relationship with the Church of the Mother Earth, have you forgotten? My enemy is the priest of the Harvest Church." The blood youth who was still in the dark emphasized .

"Enmity? Isn't this Yuanyuan." Jon's smile remained the same, "In short, I will leave this matter to you."

Emlyn didn't expect that the first task of joining the club would be this, and he was speechless for a while.

As for Derrick, he also looked suspiciously at the people around him.

Can a vampire like this really find the crops that the City of Silver needs?

At the first place, Klein blinked.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

I always feel that after the merger of the sun and the moon, the two have a tendency to move closer like comedians...

After making up his mind, he said, "I'm very pleased that the party is getting bigger and bigger. In the future, you will all bear your own responsibilities. Therefore, I want to introduce you to my roll representative."

With a thought, a figure condensed at the end of the long bronze table.

White-haired leather armor with a tough temperament.

"Hello, I'm White Wolfe. Of course, you can also call me White Wolf." Klein manipulated the trumpet and said in a deep voice.

Jon's eyes lit up.

Yo.

The little one can play.

Knowing that I pinch a spokesperson to say something that is not convenient for "fools".

Ok, Ok.

And Audrey and the others heard that this White Wolfe was the representative of Mister Fool's roll, and they all treated him with awe, not daring to show any disrespect.

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Seeing that the goal was achieved, Klein was very pleased.

He manipulated the 'White Wolf' to salute himself first, then scanned the members and introduced his identity, "I am an adventurer active in the Southern Continent, 48 years old this year, 'Warrior' path Sequence 5..."

He was like a very upright piece of wood that didn't know how to be flexible, and he explained himself clearly in one go.

Of course, these are just human settings.

Klein did it on purpose.

In the end, Klein concluded with the identity of 'White Wolf': "My code name is 'World', but this is not my code name alone, but the code name of all Mister Fools involved. I will convey the appeal on their behalf. Deal by hand."

The 'fool' is the beginning, and the 'world' is the end.

The scroller group is code-named after the world, which is quite reasonable.

Klein at the first place also said at the right time: "If you need any help, or if you have something you want, you can issue a commission to the 'world', after all..."

Saying that, he looked at Jon.

Jon pretended to smile wryly, and followed Kline's words, "Gentlemen and ladies, I regret to inform you that I will not be attending the party again for a long time."

what!

A thousand waves were aroused at once.

Audrey and the others were completely dumbfounded.

what happened?

Klein felt the need to explain, "Gentlemen and ladies, to be precise, Mr. Fate serves "Fate", not me. "

what?

Mr. Destiny, who is both a father and a mother, is not one of his own!

Audrey and the others felt extremely complicated.

Jon smiled, ""Fate" has chosen you, so I will naturally serve you. "

Turning the subject, he looked at Audrey and the others, "In short, I will attack that position just like George III. If it goes well, I will communicate with you in a different identity when I come back here.

If it doesn't go well..."

After a pause, Jon continued, "If we can't see you again, I wish you good morning, good afternoon, and good night."

"Mr. Destiny!"

I can't stretch it anymore, most of the members can't stretch it anymore.

Especially Alger and Audrey.

They recalled the original scene when there were only three people in the party.

It was obviously not long ago, but it seemed like a long, long time...

And through this incident, they also know how difficult it is to become a god.

Like George III, the whole country has been preparing for such a long time, but in the end it still falls short.

What 'good morning, good night, good night', is obviously to explain the last words.

Of course, Jon didn't feel like he was making any last words.

It is not bad to say that becoming a god by sequence is not bad.

First of all, not being crazy meant that he would not lose his sanity in the process of fusing the two pathways.

And whether the body can bear 6 copies of Sequence 1 Extraordinary Characteristics, [-] copies of uniqueness...

The big deal is to get on the tuba at the critical moment and carry it over.

'The Bound' and 'Abyss', the Sequence 0 of these two pathways are controlled by the "Mother Tree of Desire".

Among them, the "Bound One" Torzwa is gone, and as long as the "Lord of the Abyss" Farbouti is dealt with, most of the "Mother Tree of Desire" will be abolished.

Both public and private are beneficial to Kemiao's situation.

But before diving into the 'Abyss', he still needs to go to the southern continent, visit the 'Blood Worship Cult' and several other evil families that worship demons, and collect as many extraordinary characteristics of this path as possible.

As for the Extraordinary characteristics of the 'Bound One' path, the 'Rose School of Thought' has already contributed almost, so there is no need to deliberately collect them.

Thinking of this, Jon said: "Mr. Hanged Man, after this party is over, I will send you something, you take it to sail on the sea, and after attracting the 'Undead King' Agarito, Just pray to me."

Alger:? ? ?

Facing many puzzled eyes, Jon didn't explain much.

The last time Adam came over to give his bad boy the uniqueness of the 'wrong' path, he paid a lot of precious things as a price.

Among them, the 'Abyss Card' produced by Russell.

Agaritu and the ghost ship 'Death' that he was riding on had the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 5 and Sequence 3 respectively, so if he could get it, he would save a lot of trouble.