Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

West of the sea.

Feysac Empire, Port Cesar.

"Where is the person you mentioned?" Wester Dale, the bishop of the Church of God of War, made a serious face.

Behind him was a huge sword with a handle wider than the door panel. He didn't wear a wide robe like an ordinary priest, but a strong suit suitable for activities. Arms and legs were also equipped with armguards and legs that exuded spiritual fluctuations. A, with a wild style, looks extremely extraordinary.

"Come with me, Bishop Dale."

The tavern owner put on a smile on his face, and led Wilster Dale and his members of the Church of God of War to the underground wine cellar.

In front of the wooden door, Wester Dale narrowed his eyes, stared at the face of the tavern owner and said, "You should know the fate of lying to the Church of God of War. Believe me, I will tear you in half."

The tavern owner waved his hands again and again, "How dare I!"

He swallowed, and made a gesture of crossing the fists of the God of War Church on his chest, "God of War, my old Bud's words are true."

West Dale sneered.

In the next second, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, highlighting the decisiveness of a 'warrior' extraordinary person.

Of course, there are also some timid heretics who scorn their perseverance and courage as - brainless fools.

Boom!

There was a loud bang on the wooden door.

Wilster Dale strode forward without hesitation.

The light in the wine cellar was very dark, only some lamps made of sea fluorite hung around, emitting bursts of faint light.

In the very center there is a table and some chairs.

Wilster Dale looked around and saw a slender, majestic, white-haired man with deep eyes, about 35 years old.Wearing an Intis-style long windbreaker, wearing hunting boots, and holding two long swords in his hands, he has a sturdy and deep demeanor.

"Extraordinary of the warrior path." Wilster Dale made a judgment in his heart.

And he realized almost immediately that the opponent's level was not low, and he did not belong to the Church of God of War.

That is to say...

A wild 'warrior'.

"I didn't expect that." Wilster Dale took off the giant sword behind his back, and sat down carelessly opposite the white-haired man. "There are still wandering warriors these days."

Since the war between the Loen Kingdom and the Feysac Empire, the power of the Church of God of War has been greatly reduced. For one reason or another, all extraordinary people of the warrior path have received different degrees of 'special treatment' from the rest of the official churches. Pretty bleak.

Nowadays, wandering 'warriors' are quite rare.

Of course, it's also suspicious.

"White Wolfe, you can call me White Wolf." The white-haired man raised his head.

In the dim light his eyes were a beastly amber brilliance.

"White wolf?" Wilster Dale was noncommittal.

After a pause, he went straight to the point, "I heard that you can help me deal with some people?"

"As long as the price is reasonable, I can deal with people, or extraordinary creatures." The white-haired man stroked the long sword in his hand while speaking, "This is the meaning of my existence."

"The joy of fighting, I understand." Hearing this, Wilster Dale showed the expression of someone who had come here.

But then, his face became serious, "But the people I want to kill are in the Church of Evernight, in the Aurora Society, and in the Witch Sect, can you handle it?"

The white-haired man listened, leaned forward slightly, and said in a casual tone: "Name, I will give you a quotation."

Wilster Dale was silent for a moment, and said with a smile: "It seems that you have some useful cards... Well, let me think about it, I want the life of Sherlock Moriarty, the saint of the Aurora Order, How much should I give you?"

"Oh, it seems that those dark guys from the Aurora Society have indeed brought you some trouble." The white-haired man chuckled.

West Dale asked: "So, you are not a Feysac? Looking at your figure and appearance, you think we are compatriots."

"I'm a homeless man." The white-haired man shrugged. "Country or something means nothing to me."

The subject changed, "If it's the famous Mr. X...I want this number."

As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers.

"30 is a very reasonable price." Wilster Dale nodded with a rather straightforward attitude.

"In addition to the reward, the Extraordinary items and leftover Extraordinary characteristics of the other party must also belong to me." The white-haired man added slowly.

Wilster Dale was still refreshing, "No problem, as long as you can kill him, you can keep everything."

money?
What's the use of money.

Can get rid of that dark and weird bug, no matter how much money you spend, you won't feel bad!

The white-haired man smiled, "Then, I want a [-]% deposit!"

"Okay." Wilster Dale waved back.

Immediately, a man trotted over and put a heavy money bag on the table.

Wilster Dale was about to speak.

Suddenly, a sticky, silt-like feeling climbed all over his body.

He felt that his consciousness was in a trance, and even the white wolf in front of him had double images.

"You!" No matter how stupid he was, Wilster Dale realized that he had been tricked.

Without hesitation, the white-haired man slashed with both swords!
It's a pity that Wilster Dale was able to become the bishop of the Church of God of War, not because of kindness.Even though his consciousness was quite vague, he still swung the wide-faced giant sword instinctively, blocking the white-haired man's attack.

"Get out!" West Dale shouted angrily.

The white-haired man took a few steps back, with a slight smile on his lips, "Don't resist, just become my new secret puppet."

"Secret Puppet... you... are not a warrior..." West Dale spoke with difficulty.

"You say I'm not, but I think I am." The white-haired man shrugged, "Why aren't fighters who perform backstabs not fighters?"

West Dale: ? ? ?
In the end, the spiritual thread was completely manipulated, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Huh—" the white-haired man let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at the members of the God of War Church who had quietly died at the door, touched his smooth chin and murmured: "It's not enough..."

While talking, a black-haired, well-mannered young man with a bookish look came to the underground wine cellar.He took off his hat to the white-haired man, "Well done, Mr. White Wolf."

"It was your plan, Mr. Moretti." The white-haired man smiled slightly.

At this time, another evil, charming, pale-skinned crazy handsome man emerged from Wilster Dale's body, and said with a smile: "What about me? I didn't have to control him first, you can get it so easily ?"

"Of course, of course, I can't forget you, handsome..."

"Respectable..."

"Compassionate and loving..."

Klein and the white-haired man said in unison: "...Yes, Mr. Moriarty."

Looking at each other, the three of them smiled with the same expression on their faces.

After laughing for a while, Klein said, "Okay, today's show is over, let's get out of here quickly."

The white-haired man and the crazy handsome man nodded.

Then, the two sneaked into Klein's shadow strangely.

Klein pressed down on the brim of his hat, and skillfully put away the valuable things here, as well as the corpse of the bishop of the God of War Church. His whole body suddenly turned into a ball of flame, burning, extinguishing, and disappearing without a trace.

Twenty minutes later, the daughter of a wealthy businessman named Clene Capet left the chaotic port in a carriage.

……

……

"The acting has reached a critical point." Klein, the sexually transformed version of Klein, was sitting in the carriage, holding a teacup very elegantly.

After going to sea, she went through many hardships and was finally promoted to 'Master of Secret Puppetry'. She successfully summed up the rules of acting, treated each secret puppet as an independent person, and staged a wonderful puppet show from time to time.

So far, Klein has a total of four secret puppets in his hands.

Clene Capet—an angel of lust, a witch of disaster who acts recklessly.

Sherlock Moriarty——Mr. X of the Aurora Order, the True Maker, the head of the Fusac region of the Aurora Order.

White Wolf - a freelance mercenary, a crazy adventurer who can do anything for money.

As well as the latest acquisition...Wilster Dale—the bishop of the God of War Church, the 'Warrior' sequence, and the guardian of Sequence 5.

"Wilster is the key to enter the headquarters of the Church of God of War, and it needs to be cultivated carefully." Klein muttered to himself, and let Weister out.

The original bishop of the Church of God of War had already been murdered by him in that wine cellar, and the one sitting across from him was just a fully dominated empty shell.

However, Clene (Klein) still followed the "Puppet Master" play rules, and perfectly endowed Wilster with her own personality and characteristics.

But seeing this burly and majestic bishop raised his head, looked at Klein (Klein) with a condescending look, and said in a buzzing voice: "It is not easy to break into the headquarters of the God of War Church, and now we are in the midst of a war." In a tense state, the Church of God of War is very strict about internal inspections, and has Sequence 2 Extraordinary items as assistance, in order to avoid mixing with the cubs of the Church of Evernight."

"It's really rude, are you all Feysacs like this?" Crennie (Klein) smiled without any psychological burden.

Wilster snorted coldly, "Rude? This is called masculinity. For a delicate Miss Luen like you, you should go back quickly, so as not to be swallowed up by this land without even scum left."

"Heh." Crennie (Klein) smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, the expression on Wilster's face returned to dull.

And Crennie (Klein) also returned to her normal expression, pinching the space between her brows with some headaches.

Difficult.

In order to fulfill "a certain agreement" with the goddess, he must sneak into the headquarters of the Church of God of War, which is the Twilight Hall in St. Miron.

just.

Infiltrated the headquarters of the Orthodox Church?

The difficulty of this matter is as difficult as climbing to the sky!
No.

At least relying on some special Extraordinary items, 'climbing to the sky' is not difficult.

"If that guy is still there..." Crennie (Klein) muttered to herself with a smirk flashing across her mind.

How long has passed.

Since the 'King's Speech' incident ended, he heard that Jon and Alger had eradicated some extraordinary people from demon families and Blood Worship Cult successively.After that, there was no news, no more news.

"To the west, I will enter the hinterland of Feysac. I heard that the kingdom's army is advancing in an orderly manner. In theory, I should avoid those official Beyonders, but..." Crennie (Klein) thought, from He took out a delicate and lovely lady's watch from his small handbag.

"Today is Monday."

At three o'clock in the afternoon on Monday, the day when the Tarot Society will be held.

There are still a few hours before three o'clock, and Klein (Klein) decided to eat a local specialty food in Fusac first, and then go to the gray mist for team building. .

The carriage gradually moved forward.

Not long after, we came to a small town.

Because of its remote location, it is rare that it has not been infected by war, and it is still in a peaceful and peaceful range.

Rather, the so-called 'calm and peaceful' are relative terms.

The townspeople here, regardless of gender, although they still have smiles on their faces, the most important thing for everyone is the battle situation published in the newspaper...

how to say?

Overall, very pessimistic.

This war was provoked by Feysac, who flew a skyship to raid Backlund, but this blitzkrieg did not achieve the expected results.This also led to the Loen Kingdom quickly organizing a counterattack force across the border, making Fusac the main battlefield.To make matters worse, the maritime operation launched at the same time as the flying airship operation was detected by Loen, and the strategically important Sonia Island lost control, which can be described as worse.

The present empire is still fighting.

But what the war brought to the empire was not glory, but destruction.

In this 'meat grinder', the empire and the people of the empire can hardly hold it anymore...

"Damn Ruen!"

"Damn it, if I'm three years older, I can join the army."

"Don't worry, little John, once the restrictions on the conscription order are lowered, you will have a chance to go to the battlefield soon."

Amidst the discussions, Klein walked through the crowd expressionlessly.

Of course, the current him doesn't have the peerless face of Ke Renee, but turns into a village woman with the most simple appearance, the kind who falls into the crowd and can't get out, and blends in quite low-key.

For the war...

He has nothing to say.

Strictly speaking, they are not natives of Loen, but those who care are all in Loen.

If let him choose.

He can only choose Ruen.

I planned to finish my meal with this low-key face, and then find a random bathroom to enter above the gray fog.Unexpectedly, as soon as he passed the corner of the street, someone stopped Klein.

"stop!"

Klein turned around.

But he saw a magistrate with pockmarks all over his face.

"Where are you from, where are you going, what's your name, are you married, tell me!"

Klein secretly exclaimed bad luck.

The reason why he is now used to going out with a woman's face on his face is that firstly, he can relax the vigilance of others, and secondly, the remnant of Lilith's divine power is still in his body, which always affects his choice.

After all, he came from the 'Faceless Man' stage, and after playing the witch in Sequence 2, Klein no longer has any obsession with wearing a handle. It's as convenient as it is.

To be honest, the face he has changed now is already below average, and he didn't expect to encounter trouble.

"This gentleman..." Klein said softly, intentionally making his voice a little hoarse, "I... I came here to find a husband."

"Looking for a husband? Are you married?" Sheriff Mazi was obviously more excited.

Klein was extremely tired.

Damn, how come there are Cao thieves in such a small town? (end of this chapter)