The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Little Alan and Mikasa squeezed through the crowd and finally saw the Survey Corps returning from outside the city.

Unlike the previous 24 out-of-city surveys, this time, every soldier in the Survey Corps had a bright smile on his face.

In other words, they experienced a big victory this time.

Unbelievable.

The Survey Corps that were beaten violently by the Titans as soon as they went out of the wall actually came back intact!

Amidst many looks of awe, excitement, and curiosity, the members of the Survey Corps held their heads high and enjoyed the people's cheers.

Looking at those majestic soldiers, Alan was very excited.

At this moment, a figure wrapped in a cloak attracted his attention.

What to say.

It felt like seeing a replica of myself...

As if touched by his gaze, the cloaked figure gently pulled down the hood and smiled at little Alan.

Little Alan froze in place.

This was just a small episode and did not cause much trouble.

After passing through two walls, the Survey Corps successfully arrived at the royal capital.

The people in the inner layer are different from the untouchables in the outer layer. Those who can live here are either nobles or big businessmen.

Although they were also curious about the Survey Corps' gains and experiences, in their opinion, these rude soldiers could only provide them with topics for conversation before and after meals.

So, they don’t really care.

"Erwin, you stay here to restrain the soldiers. I will take Alan and Levi to meet the king." Keith Shadis said with a sullen face.

Erwin Smith seemed a little hesitant. He asked tentatively, "Shouldn't we report this to the commander?"

"I will explain to the commander later. Now we have limited time and cannot waste even a moment." A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Keith Shadis' eyes.

On the side, Alan watched in amazement.

In his impression, Instructor Shadis was strict but not cruel.

However, life is often unpredictable. Having never experienced the near-annihilation of the Survey Corps, it is understandable that this genuine Survey Corps leader would be more resolute...

Calm your mind.

A gleam flashed in Alan's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he murmured, "Liberating Paradis Island starts with killing the fake king!"

(The Giant Scroll ends here, because I don't know how it is possible that Eren, who possesses the power of the Founding Father and has memories of past and present lives, could lose.)

Chapter 311 Extra: Star Crusaders - Origin

royal palace.

"I'm guilty."

"For the sake of wealth and glory, I am willing to become a puppet of the Reis family."

"If I don't die, it won't be enough to wash away my sins."

Three sentences.

With just three sentences, the fake king ended his life with a knife in public.

The audience was in an uproar.

Apart from……

Alan who controls the fake king.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Jon asked beside Alan.

Allen said: "Of course, it is to formally declare war on Marley."

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd on his own.

Such an action was undoubtedly very outrageous. In an instant, all eyes fell on Allen.

Jon smiled and watched Alan's performance quietly.

"Silence." Alan said in a deep voice.

There seemed to be some kind of magic in his voice, and no matter whether it was the princes, ministers or guards, they all shut their mouths obediently.

Alan was very satisfied.

Glancing at the people in the audience, he took a deep breath and said, "To all my fellow Eldians."

What happened next was very simple.

Purge, declare war, and...

The earth is rumbling.

Rows of giants destroyed everything.

This time, the demons of Paradis Island showed no mercy.

Out of time and space, 'Love Train'.

"Destruction means rebirth. This result may not be the most reasonable, but I enjoyed it anyway."

Jon leaned back in his chair calmly, "An Eren Yeager who possesses the power of the Original One and has the memories of his past and present lives, even with this, I don't know how he could lose."

After hearing this, Luna Stiyl replied, "But is this enough? The problem is still not solved..."

"The person who raised the question has been solved, so the problem has also been solved. The argument is successful." Jon smiled.

Seeing that Luna still looked a little unnatural, Jon decisively changed the subject and talked about the past, "Well, let me tell you a story about how I evolved my Stand."

1987, Neon.

Leaning against the prison wall, Jotaro Kujo suddenly opened his eyes.

Again.

The mysterious voice sounded in my head again. It seemed that the evil spirit still refused to let me go...

"Yeah, yeah." Shaking his head slightly, he picked up a can of beer and poked a small hole at the bottom with a ballpoint pen.

'Gulp gurgle.'

As the wine flowed down his throat, he calmed down a little.

By the way, he had been in trouble with this evil spirit for some time. In order not to cause trouble for others, he deliberately committed some minor crimes and successfully put himself in jail.

Now it seems that this is indeed the wisest choice.

After an unknown amount of time, the iron door of the prison corridor was suddenly opened.

The fat prison guard led three people down the stairs. One of them was a beautiful woman, who was none other than Jotaro Kujo's mother - Kujo Holi.

"Jotaro, your mother is here to pick you up~"

Seeing Jotaro, Kujo Holi seemed very excited. She ran to the iron bars in two steps. "Are you okay? How have you been these days? You really make me worry. Why did you put yourself in jail for no reason?"

His mother's attitude was too enthusiastic. Jotaro Kujo, who was in his rebellious period, turned pale and said, "Shut up, you bitch."

Unexpectedly, before He Li responded, the old man on the other side was already unhappy, "I say, Jotaro, how can you call your mother a bitch?"

Who is this old man?

Jotaro put his hands in his pockets and looked at the old man who was slightly shorter than him with a scrutinizing look.

The old man showed no sign of weakness and glared back fiercely.

Holly seemed unaware of the conflict between the grandfather and grandson. She smiled and hugged the old man, Joseph Joestar's arm.

He spoke in a cheerful tone: "Jotaro, this is your grandpa. He came all the way from America to visit you."

The blood connection made Jotaro slightly less hostile, but thinking of his own problems, he shook his head and walked back to the cell. "Old man, now that we've met, you should go back to America. I have some problems now."

Don't let evil spirits bring trouble to your family!

Jotaro thought to himself.

He decided to bear it all silently...

Hearing this, Joseph made way and introduced the Indian strong man who had been silent to Jotaro, "This is my good friend, Mohammed Abdel, also a well-known fortune teller. We are here to solve your problem."

Abdel took over the conversation and said, "It's our first meeting. Thank you for your guidance."

Jotaro narrowed his eyes slightly, "So, what does a fortune teller have to do with me?"

Without waiting for the other party to reply, a strange wave suddenly erupted from his body, and a lavender figure quietly emerged behind him, staring at the people outside the iron bars with an extremely calm look.

Ordinary people cannot see this purple figure, but Joseph and Abdel can see it clearly.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Jotaro was slightly stunned and couldn't help asking: "Why? Can you see the evil spirit behind me?"

"Of course." Abdel's tone was very affirmative.

After a pause, he corrected: "To be precise, it is not an evil spirit, but a spiritual power called a substitute."

substitute?

What is that thing...

The inexplicable words left Jotaro a little confused.

Abdel seemed to have anticipated Jotaro's reaction. He took a few steps back and made a rather strange gesture. "There's no point in saying more. I'll let you experience the power of the Stand for yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flame appeared out of thin air in front of Abdel, forming a bird-man wrapped in flames. "This is my stand, the Red Magician."

The sudden increase in temperature caused the iron bars to melt directly. The prison guards and He Li, who had no stand-in ability, could not help but stare wide-eyed, completely confused about what was happening.

Jotaro was a little absent-minded.

No wonder this evil spirit listens to me so much, it turns out this is a special ability called a stand.

After all this time, I realized there is no problem at all!

Feeling both angry and amused, Jotaro pressed down the brim of his hat and walked out through the melted hole in the iron bars.

He hugged He Li first, then turned his head and looked at Joseph and Abdel, "Please tell me more about the substitute."

Then, he suddenly thought of something and said, "My sentence should be over. That means I can leave, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's right, you can leave at any time." Having witnessed such a weird scene, the prison guard dared not say a word.

He wished that this plague god would leave as soon as possible.

"Ah, yes." Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat out of habit.

Just then, Holly said, "Let's go, Jotaro, your uncle Jon is still waiting for us in the hotel."

uncle?

Jotaro was a little confused.

Holly explained, "That's the guy in the photo in the living room. Did you forget? There's a photo of a child and me. He's your uncle."

"That kid is about the same age as me. I thought..." Jotaro stopped talking halfway and decided to remain silent.

He looked at his grandfather who looked a little embarrassed and said, "You are quite capable, old man."

"Why are you being so disrespectful, kid? Stop dawdling and get going!" Joseph pretended to be angry and changed the subject calmly.

35 minutes later, at a famous restaurant.

Unlike what he had imagined, Jotaro found that his nominal uncle didn't seem to be very talkative.

When he saw Jotaro, he just greeted him indifferently, then sat on his seat like a wooden block, lowered his head, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Jotaro felt a little relaxed. He hated dealing with those self-righteous guys the most.

so far so good--

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Joseph brought the topic back to the previous discussion about Stands. He raised his hand and showed Jotaro his Stand.

"I'll emphasize again, this is not a so-called evil spirit, but a special ability called a substitute. The Purple of the Hermit is the name of this guy."