But now, the family is far away, living in a life-and-death struggle with other people all year round, proving that although I have done it, but at the same time...

His former self was also lost by him.

No one will remember that the former French boy was a swordsman who walked on the bright road with a passionate heart of chivalry.

No one will remember that there was once a boy in the slums who was entrusted with a dream by his villainous father, just to become a rich man and get rid of a life of poverty.

When the sun rose the next day, Su Mo came to Polnareff's room, staring at the bloodshot French knight leaning on the edge of the sofa, curled up like a hibernating beast.

"It's almost unbearable mentally... Dio's crowd-pulling technique still can't distort the too strong will—"

"Before he breaks, it's better to send him to the crusade team."

For Polnareff, Su Mo still admired him very much. This man had a tragic life, but there is no doubt that he was a noble warrior in the true sense.

When he went to Italy alone to investigate the information of [Arrow], he was plotted against by the Passionist Organization. In 1990, that is, three years later, his feet were cut off, one eyeball was destroyed, and his mental strength was greatly damaged.

He lost both the swordsman's legs and the ability to control the "Silver Chariot". Even so, he was still not defeated by Diablo.

Instead, they hid silently among the people for eleven years, and finally waited for the appearance of Giorno and others who resisted the enthusiasm organization, and told Giorno and his party everything they knew. Apollo's attack led to his physical death, and before he died, he entrusted the [Arrow] to his substitute. Due to his strong will, the substitute's rampage triggered new power, and evolved a silver chariot requiem, and his soul was transferred to the Among the tortoises, he has since become a staff member of the Passion Organization.

If the life of Kakyoin is defined as seventeen years of solitude and fifty days of friendship.

For Polnareff, this definition is reversed and is his reality.

Fifty days of friendship, eleven years of solitude, and... an unyielding soul of glory!

"After all, it's a different way."

Ask yourself, Su Mo can't achieve the unyielding spirit shown by those members of the crusade team at the critical moment. When his daughter Xu Lun was dying, his last regret was that he was not capable enough to win more for his daughter. Time, using the ability of time stop, is to resist the fatal injury for the daughter.

Before the old man Joseph died, what he worried about was that his grandson Jotaro didn't know Dio's true ability. Before he took his last breath, he was trying to tell his grandson the information to make him vigilant.

Kakyoin's last emerald splash, Polnareff's last knight's swan song, and Abdel's second protection of his friends, he exchanged his own life for the safety of his comrades.

If Olga and Fu Hua encounter such a desperate situation, Su Mo is not sure whether he has the determination to accompany them into hell, or whether he can open a new path in the dark when there is no hope. Strong consciousness.

"Polnareff."

"...Father?"

"The two Americans of the enemy acted alone."

"...Are you acting alone now, isn't it a trap?"

"Over there at the hotel, we will create a mess ahead of time. Your task is to get rid of those two Americans."

"can."

Polnareff stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, looked back at Su Mo in the shadows, and suddenly asked, "Can you accompany me for a drink, Father."

"After this mission is over."

"also."

The French knight smiled, took his coat from the hanger, put it on, and walked obediently out of the room.

"Hey."

Before he was about to walk out of the room, Su Mo took out a bottle of light brown wine from his cuff without warning, and threw it at the other party.

"Try this "tea" if you have time."

Polnareff turned around in astonishment, took the bottle, and saw a slight smile on the priest's face, as if with a little reminiscence.

"There have been countless praises."

"Thanks."

As if understanding the sincerity in that smile, Polnareff wrapped the wine bottle in his coat, with a slight smile on his face, and walked downstairs of the hotel.

"One last bit of worth before your spirit breaks, Polnareff."

Once the granulation is taken out, the loyalty to Dio at this moment will turn into an even stronger anger, of course

The abnormal depression of the spirit will also be lifted.

Naturally, I will not attack Jotaro and his party again, so, before that...

"Kings and warriors."

The two Americans who acted alone were two middle-aged men from Illinois. They used to be experts in security. Take care of the consortium's business.

Their occupation, more commonly, is professional bodyguards.

But this time, he did not step into this war to protect some people, but chose the path for his friend Joseph.

"Burr Thomas, Sco Rawls—"

It is mentioned in the intelligence that these two days are natural substitute messengers, and like Abdel, they belong to the substitute messengers who are already active in the world.

However, the substitute's information was well blocked.

After all, it's something to eat, and the two of them have done a perfect job of keeping their abilities secret.

"Leave it to him. Besides, the hotel should call the police."

Although it is not intended to cause any casualties, at least people have to block the hotel and block all the guests in the hotel.

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