JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Vanilla also came to see Diablo.

"You two... just because of this, you broke into my room at night?" Diablo called out the Crimson King warily to stand in front of him.

Too scary!

Dior's castle was already gloomy, and he had just returned to his room after taking a bath when two men suddenly barged in, looking excited and wanting to ask him something.

Tell me, isn't it terrifying?

Just as Brother Jie went back to his room to rest, Binbin and Awei suddenly burst into the bedroom excitedly, shouting, "Let me see!"

"Please let us know about the person Lord Dio could never forget!" Vanilla knelt respectfully on the ground.

For Lord Dio, nothing else matters.

Feelings, dignity, and even life are all dispensable!

"Didn't you say that Jonathan might be someone from the Gaia organization in disguise? The more we know, the less likely we are to be ambushed!" As expected of Pucci, his reasoning was truly irrefutable.

"Alright, then I'll tell you the story of the last true gentleman of the Joestar family!"

Diablo still has a deep impression of Jonathan.

It's not because he's particularly strong or handsome, although that's certainly part of the reason, but mainly because of his purity.

A clean-cut gentleman, so perfect that no one can argue with him.

Perhaps his table manners and academic performance as a child were not as good as Dior's later, but his kindness made him stand out.

He could always forgive Dio for bullying him, even though Dio had been his enemy since childhood, because he believed that Dio could be reformed by him.

He is a true angel.

But his kindness was not cheap.

He can tolerate Dio hurting and attacking him, but he will not allow Dio to hurt others!

His kindness was limited to Dio hurting himself!

After Dio's disregard for human life, he desperately wanted to eliminate Dio.

“Jonathan is the only gentleman Dior respects. Perhaps he also admires and respects his adoptive father, George, but for Dior, Jonathan is everything.”

"Because his life is inextricably linked to Jonathan! You could say that Dior's life is entirely about Jonathan!"

Pucci and Vanilla wholeheartedly agreed with this, after all, Lord Dio's life ended a hundred years ago when he put on the Stone Mask!

Life is so short!

“Jonathan is also a respectable person!” Pucci also gave Jonathan a very high evaluation.

He found it hard to imagine that a wealthy young man who should have been living a life of comfort and ease could still possess such a compassionate heart after experiencing so much.

At this moment, Pucci decisively became a double agent for both Dior's and Dajo's cooking!

But actually, do you think... Pucci was a Jonathan fan from the beginning? After all, Dio only accounts for one-ninth of the character, the rest is Jonathan.

In the river, in the Fat Intestine River!

Vanilla nodded in agreement. "He possesses an extremely pure and kind heart, perfectly complementing Lord Dio; neither can be dispensed with. I admire him!"

Hearing their words, Diablo couldn't help but sigh. Jonathan's death... what an injustice of fate!

Just then, Diablo's door suddenly burst open, and all nine Egyptian gods fell to the ground, including two members of the Stardust Crusaders.

"Hey, what a coincidence!" Polnareff greeted Diavolo awkwardly.

"Hmm, it's quite a coincidence to run into you in my room." Diablo glanced at the door speechlessly.

Seeing this, Vanilla immediately took out his tools and said confidently, "Don't worry, I can fix this door in five minutes."

After all, he frequently vandalized Dior's castle, so repairing a house was a piece of cake for him.

If it weren't for the fact that these licenses aren't available in Egypt, he would definitely get a professional bricklayer's license and a road roller driver's license!

"If you want to listen, come in and listen. It's really ridiculous to be sneaking around like this."

In response, Endor solemnly apologized to Diablo, "I'm sorry, Mr. Diablo, I got too caught up in it, I really apologize."

But after this explanation, they all expressed their admiration for Jonathan.

Sure enough, the idols' choices are their choices! The idols' aesthetic sense is their aesthetic sense!

"Good to know, but don't talk nonsense in front of Dio. That guy is petty! He'll blame me for being nosy later," Diablo said helplessly.

But he had actually seen it long ago; the figure that flashed past the door must have been Dior, right?

Sure enough, the next second Dio stood at the door, looking coldly at the people in Diavolo's room.

What are you doing?

"We...are...are..." Oingo and Boingo were so frightened that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets as they desperately tried to come up with a reason.

“We are welcoming Mr. Diablo!” Maria suddenly thought of a reason, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, looks like you guys have too much free time!" Dio's eyes flashed with a dangerous killing intent, and everyone present except for Diablo, Pucci, and Vanilla trembled.

"Get out!" Dio uttered a single, nonchalant word, and they breathed a sigh of relief, leaving the room one after another.

All that remained was the completely immobile god Anubis, known as Brother Knife. It really was just a knife!

"Wait, don't run away, come back and take me with you!!!"

Polnareff returned with an embarrassed look on his face, picked up Anubis from the ground, and left.

The two of them are an excellent team. With Anubis, Polnareff's fighting power has been significantly enhanced.

However, Polnareff was not placed under control, since he was out investigating and needed to use his brain.

As for Anubis's brain... where did he get a brain?

Therefore, if Dio doesn't allow him to control Polnareff to conduct the investigation, wouldn't that be a complete loss?

He doesn't need powerful thugs; he needs intelligence! Intelligence!

"Um, I'll go find some materials to fix the door." Vanilla wisely left the room.

At this moment, only the three people from Araki Sho remained in the room... two people and a ghost!

Chapter 122 Undercurrents

“Diavolo, I don’t know how you know about things from so long ago, but what you’re saying is indeed about Jonathan’s life.”

A glimmer of memories appeared in Dior's eyes.

The person he hated most in his life was Jonathan, who had hindered everything he did, but at the same time, he respected Jonathan the most.

Because only he knew how precious and selfless Jonathan's gentlemanly spirit was.

“That’s why I have to find Jonathan. I won’t allow anyone to tarnish this selflessness.” Dio’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Whether he is from the Gaia organization or not, and regardless of whether he wants my life or not, I absolutely cannot allow an imposter to tarnish Jonathan's name by using his face!"

This is the real head chef, Da Qiao!

Diablo didn't stop him after hearing his words. "Alright, but be careful. If they're here to ambush you, you'll be in danger."

"It's alright, nothing can kill me except sunlight and ripples!" Dio said confidently.

Seeing his confident demeanor, Diavolo felt a pang of reluctance to discourage him, but for Dio's safety, he still offered a word of advice:

"Well, humans invented ultraviolet lamps decades ago, specifically to target vampires."

Pucci nodded in agreement.

"Then... I'll be more cautious!"

Diablo was relieved to hear Dio's words.

After all, he's known for being extremely cautious!

"Now, can I have my sleep all to myself?" Diablo tapped his watch, indicating that it was time for him to sleep.

"Aren't you coming out with me? Let's see if we can run into Jonathan." Dio hesitated.

How do I get there?

"Start the road roller."

"Goodbye, have a safe journey!" Diablo refused him without hesitation.

If he stays up late at night to drive the road roller with Dior, then he must have some serious illness!

He's a vampire, so he doesn't need to worry about his health; I'm a living, breathing human being!

Staying up late is bad for you.

"Alright then, I'll go by myself."

In the end, Pucci went out with him, which made Vanilla quite envious.

Jonathan was nowhere to be found that night, as if the Jonathan we saw that day was just an illusion.

They returned to the castle before dawn.

Diablo, on the other hand, was having breakfast.

It must be said that Vanilla is a truly qualified subordinate; she can do almost anything for Dio except give birth.

The same goes for Ndor; apart from being blind, he is roughly equal to Vanila in other aspects.

This breakfast was made by the two of them, competing to make it for Diablo.

I must say, the taste is really good!

After the meal, Diablo went downstairs and met Polnareff and Avdol, who lived there.

"Yo, Diablo."

Polnareff greeted him casually, after all, they were old acquaintances, and besides, he was now working for Dio.

"You guys seem to be living quite comfortably here. I heard you even found a girlfriend?" Diablo asked Polnareff with a gossipy look on his face.

"Yeah, how did you know? Really." Polnareff scratched the back of his head, both smug and embarrassed.

"By the way, you encountered strange weather during your last intelligence gathering?" This is what Dio told him last night.