Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 425 Gathering
No way?
Amon is nearby!
Derrick's heart was beating wildly.

But in an instant, the badge suddenly stopped moving, as if the tremor just now was just an illusion.

"Just now... what happened?" Little Sun pinched his badge, his eyes gradually becoming vigilant.

He felt that it was very necessary for him to write another letter to 'Mr. Destiny' to inquire about some things.

……

……

three days later.

Backlund, exit from the train station.

Klein walked out slowly holding his hat.

look up.

Ok.

Sure enough, it was the same as in the rumors.

No matter when, Backlund's sky is gray.

"The air pollution is serious." Klein lowered his voice and murmured.

At this time, a familiar figure approached, and gave Klein a big hug without Loen's style, "Klein Moretti, my friend, welcome to the Capital of Ten Thousand Capitals."

"Jon." Klein remained calm, "It's nice to meet you."

"You don't look happy." Jon smiled. "Don't worry, I won't collect debts from you so soon."

Hearing this, Klein twitched the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

Jon patted Klein on the shoulder, "Okay, come home with me first, and after unloading our luggage, we'll go to a high-end restaurant to have a meal together. After the meal, I'll take you to appreciate the prosperity of Backlund."

The arrangement is clear.

Klein shook his head, "Sorry, I'm a reserve member of 'Red Gloves' this time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jon, "You also said that you are a 'reserve member'. Backlund has as many demigods as dogs, saints are walking everywhere, you little Sequence 8, you will report later fine."

He blinked, "Don't worry, the goddess will forgive you."

Goddess, if she knows that I am hooking up with the evil god's favored person, she will sooner or later throw a lightning bolt from the Kingdom of Silence and split me in half...

Klein sighed inwardly.

And Jon took Klein to his luxury carriage.

Klein came back to his senses and asked, "Rented?"

"Bought it." Jon said calmly, "To be precise, it should be customized."

A big dog on a horse!

Klein gritted his teeth lightly.

How to make money writing novels?
wrong.

It should be easy for high-sequence Beyonders to make money.

what! ! !I really want to be promoted quickly! ! !
'Joker', still too weak.

Unknowingly, Klein realized a bit of the paleness and helplessness of fate, and the progress of demonization and digestion increased by one...

Closer to home.

Sitting in Gou Dahu's luxurious carriage, Klein didn't know where to put his eyes.

He looked left and right.

Finally, she turned her gaze to the opposite side, and asked weakly, "How much does it cost to customize such a carriage?"

Jon raised his legs, "It's not expensive, five hundred pounds is almost enough, after all, it's just an ordinary thing."

The topic changed, "But the spells and extraordinary materials hidden in the splint will cost more, seven or eight thousand pounds."

Good guy.

I just called the good guy.

Klein decided that when he really didn't know how to make money in the future, he would come to rob big dogs and make a fortune...

Of course, this idea only appeared for a moment.

Although 'Poor God' is a little tight on money, it still cares about love and principles.

"By the way, Klein, has He told you?" Suddenly, Jon looked serious and asked solemnly.

Klein nodded.

Jon immediately relaxed, "Sequence 6 is quite a challenge for you."

Who said no?
Klein pondered for a moment, then asked knowingly, "I heard... I will have some extra help?"

coming!

Jon came alive, "Yes, and quite a few."

He snapped his fingers, "Two 'mind readers', a 'navigator', maybe Forsi and Miss Hugh will also join this operation, in this way, there can be another 'sheriff' and An 'apprentice'."

and many more!

Klein frowned.

Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man will not be mentioned.

Anyway, he is a member of the Tarot Club Genzheng Miaohong.

What's going on between Fors and Miss Xio?

Come to join in the fun.

He wanted to question.

But just before he was about to speak, Klein thought that the identity of 'Klein Moretti' was not a member of the Tarot Society.

"It's so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost forgot about it." Klein secretly rejoiced.

In case of falling in front of Jon Joestar, how many brain cells will it take to get back smoothly.

At this time, Jon asked with a smile, "What, do you have a question?"

"No." Klein was very sincere, "I don't have any problems."

"That's good." Jon was extremely satisfied.

He looked at Klein, "This is a good opportunity for you to show off. As the only benefactor of that lord, your actions represent his will. I said Klein, you must not lose face. "

What's going on, before I even wrote the horoscope, you started to put pressure on me, right?

What a stress kid.

Klein said 'hmm', "I know it well."

"That's good--"

Jon didn't seem to want to continue on this topic, and changed his words: "'Red Gloves' is the special operations team of the Church of Evernight, and the minimum members are Sequence 7. If you can transfer them, it will probably attract the attention of some people. Be more careful when you are in Backlund."

Klein also knew this truth, and said in a deep voice: "So my current status is only a 'reserve', and I am the lucky one who was specially promoted after making meritorious service."

He smiled, "Didn't you say that high-sequence powerhouses can be found everywhere here? I think no one would have trouble with a small person like me, right?"

Jon's eyes were meaningful, "Hey, that's not sure..."

Chatting along the way, the two came to Joestar Manor.

Seeing this vast and luxuriously decorated mansion with his own eyes, Klein didn't know how many times he scolded the big dog in his heart.

Then, there is the desire for a rich life.

When can he bring Melissa and Benson into this kind of house?
"After paying off the debt, I'll save money to buy a house." Klein quietly clenched his fists.

Entering it, Mr. Moretti, a small townsman in a marginal city, would be dazzled by all kinds of antique paintings.

This, this, this... How much is this worth?
"I forgot that you are a history major." Jon smiled slightly, "But these are very ordinary decorations. The real collection is in the collection room. If you are interested, I can show you."

Klein remained silent.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Don't read it, go to eat."

I eat poor you!
Facts have proved that it is indeed unrealistic to eat a rich man with a single meal.

Although Klein had tried his best to order the most expensive dishes on the menu, the meal still only cost less than five hundred pounds.

Jon wiped his mouth with a napkin, "Do you need anything else? Anyway, it's your welcome banquet, I can't treat you badly."

Klein ate until his belly was round, and his face was a little pale, and he said: "No, there's no need."

Damn miscalculation.

If I had known I would not eat white bread.

But recalling the slightly weird look in the eyes at the next table, Klein couldn't help feeling a little hot.

Jon took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said, "Eat and drink, I will introduce you to someone later, after all, you are going to live in Backlund, expanding your network will be very helpful to you .”

Klein's heart moved, and he asked knowingly, "Who is it?"

Jon thought for a while, and said in a very positive tone: "Beauty."

……

……

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Viscount Greint's villa.

"Mr. Viscount, you are still so radiant." Jon took Viscount Greint's hand, "I am so glad to see you!"

But I'm not happy...

Viscount Greint felt this was a bore, but he didn't want to make it too obvious.

I had no choice but to twitch the corner of my mouth, patted the back of Jon's hand lightly, and broke away from him calmly, "Welcome to today's salon, Mr. Joestar, please feel free."

After speaking, he held his wine glass to greet other guests as if he was running away.

Klein, who witnessed the whole process, said with a half-smile, "Is it my illusion? Why does it feel like this Mr. Viscount has a lot of opinions on you?"

Jon didn't hide anything, and smiled, "Because this Mr. Viscount always thinks that it's his fault that made 'Becklund's most dazzling gem' dusty."

clam?
Three big question marks appeared above Klein's head.

Just then, he saw two familiar figures.

——Ms. Hugh, who is less than 1 meters tall, is wearing a knight uniform.

——Carrying a handbag, Miss Forsi always exudes a lazy aura.

"They?" Klein was a little surprised.

"Everyone has their own circle, Klein, that's why we need to make more friends." Although Jon also wanted to drag Klein to catch up on the past, it was obviously not the time to do this.

He lowered his voice and said 'coming'.

coming?

Who is coming!
Klein instinctively searched the field.

Then, he followed the eyes of most people here and looked towards the door.

Blonde, blue eyes, abnormal beauty, pure and elegant temperament.

The girl walked into the hall with a smile, her emerald green eyes reflected a slightly pale fire light, as deep as the sea, and like the purest gem.

There was almost no need to remind, Klein knew that the lady must be a member of the Tarot Society he was in.

She is 'Miss Justice'!
"Audrey Hall, Earl Hall's youngest daughter, a shining diamond in Backlund's social scene...and also one of your helpers." Jon whispered in Klein's ear.

Klein maintained the character design well, and said in surprise: "That beautiful lady, actually?"

Yo, it looks pretty similar.

As expected of you, the master of dolls.

Jon saw through but didn't tell the truth, "Don't underestimate her, she is the same sequence of Extraordinary as you, and if you really fight, you may not be able to beat her."

"After all, Miss Audrey still has a dog, I understand~" Klein complained secretly in his heart, but on the surface he seemed a little unconcerned.

And when Klein was looking at Audrey, Audrey was also looking at him with the ability of 'audience'.

"Black hair and brown pupils, deep profile, scholarly, like a student or young teacher in a university."

"The clothes are ordinary. Although they are all new, they don't seem to fit perfectly. There are obvious personal traces in the style of the clothes. Did Mr. Jon buy them for him temporarily?"

"That pocket watch chain that sticks out of your pocket is silver... Are you struggling?"

"Be wary of the surroundings, but have obvious dependence on Mr. Jon. This is more like an unconscious behavior. The relationship between the two of them must be very good."

No one can escape the observation of the 'audience', and after just a few glances, Klein revealed himself to Audrey.

On the other side, Xio and Fors also focused on Klein.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person should be surrounded by Nighthawks from Tingen, right?"

"Yes, I remember him, Klein Moretti."

"Fols, what do you think is the relationship between the two of them? Why does it look so abnormal to me?"

"Don't mess around, don't provoke Jon Joestar if you have nothing to do."

"I know."

Xio looked at his friend with a hesitant expression on his face.

Silly fish, it is you who should be careful.

Those express hints before are useless, I am really afraid that if you are not careful, you will jump onto someone else's chopping board...

After exchanging pleasantries, Audrey finally moved to Jon's side.

"Mr. Jon." She held up her skirt and greeted.

Jon nodded, "Miss Audrey."

After finishing speaking, he introduced the people around him to Audrey, "This is Klein Moretti, a young hero from Tingen University, and my personal history teacher."

While speaking, he blinked at Audrey.

Audrey understood and held out her hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Moretti."

"Me too." Klein stabilized his mind and briefly shook that hand.

And Audrey didn't hide her curiosity at all, but she didn't find anything outstanding about Klein when she looked left and right.

This is Mr. Fool's favored one?
It's very ordinary.

"If possible, Miss Audrey, can you talk a little bit further." Jon asked politely, "I have some academic questions, and I want to have a good discussion with you."

Of course Audrey would not refuse, "It is my honor to discuss literature with famous writers."

Anyway, this is not the first time a similar situation has happened. Audrey didn't bother to care about those gossips, and there was even a little bit of excitement and joy deep in her heart.

Viscount Glaint secretly gritted his teeth angrily.

Jon Joestar, dog thief!Don't be caught by me, or else...

The poor Viscount wanted to say a few harsh words, but after seeing the expression on Audrey's face, he couldn't say anything.

Alas~ committing crimes.

At the same time, Backlund Port.

Stepping out of the passenger ship, Alger pressed his hat.

His blue hair has been treated in some special way so that it doesn't stand out at all.The pirate costume on his body was also replaced by an ordinary suit vest.

Not only that, he also carried a suitcase in his hand, like a tourist that can be seen everywhere.

"Backlund..." Argel murmured softly.

Then he lowered the brim of his hat, paid some landing fees very low-key, and took a firm step to integrate into the embrace of this international city.

(End of this chapter)