The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

It wasn't a deliberate show-off between little girls, but to establish Klein's image as a good man.

Triss had the intention of getting close to Klein, so of course she cooperated.

Little did he know that Klein was about to explode in his heart.

Sister, what are you doing?

That’s a Sequence 7 Beyonder!

“I need to calm down.” Klein exhaled quietly, forcing himself to maintain correct judgment.

Now, there is only one choice, which is to stabilize this witch temporarily.

then……

Report to the Church of Night?

No.

Captain Dunn Smith, the highest-ranked member of the Nighthawks team, is only on par with the witch in front of him. It is unknown who will win if they fight.

Then, we can only ask John Joestar for help.

Thinking of this, Klein's hand unconsciously reached into his pocket.

Inside, there is a cell phone that has been blessed by the true God.

Of course Triss didn't know that she had been exposed.

She was openly talking to Melissa, but her attention was always on Klein.

In fact, she had already noticed Klein Moretti's existence in the cafe that day. After the failure of her first attempt to contact John Joestar, her thoughts naturally fell on this seemingly 'honest' young man.

As an assassin, you must approach the target silently, find the enemy's weakness, and then kill with one blow!

Triss was already planning another 'fateful encounter' in her mind.

……

……

A public carriage could seat four people without feeling crowded.

Soon, Klein and the others arrived at Selina's birthday party.

After jumping off the carriage, Klein pretended to feel chest tightness and said to Melissa and Benson, "I feel a little carsick."

"Carsick?" Melissa looked at her brother with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's just a minor problem. It will be fine after you get some fresh air outside." Klein forced a smile. "You go in first. I'll be there soon."

"Well... okay." Although Melissa and Benson were worried about Klein's physical condition, motion sickness was just a small matter after all, so they didn't say much. After giving a few instructions, they walked into Selina's house.

Halfway through the walk, Benson seemed to remember something, but before he could open his mouth, Melissa grabbed him and interrupted him.

“Benson, Klein isn’t young anymore.” Melissa, who is called a sister but is actually a mother, said in a sad tone.

Benson suddenly realized and couldn't help but look back.

Triss and Klein?

Ok.

You know what, it looks quite suitable.

Leaving the siblings aside, Triss, who had not left, said with feigned concern, "I'm really sorry. If I hadn't intentionally chosen to ride with you, you wouldn't have felt uncomfortable. It's all my fault."

This was said deliberately, but Triss didn't care because she was confident enough in her own damn charm.

Klein got goosebumps when he heard this.

He simply could not accept that the 'instigator' who had created a tragedy was in front of him, asking about his well-being tenderly and affectionately.

“I’m fine…” Klein’s face was pale, and he forced a smile. “Thank you for your concern, Miss Triss. You go in first. I’ll be alone for a while.”

Triss didn't seem to expect Klein to reject her, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face.

But she knew that getting close to him couldn't be done in a hurry, so she could only nod politely, leaving Klein with a beautiful back view full of reverie.

Seeing that Triss had really left, Klein immediately became a different person. He rushed to a secluded corner, took out his cell phone, and dialed the only number on it.

"Help, help, help! I'm being targeted by the witch!"

……

……

Although Selena's house is also a townhouse, it is different from Moretti's house.

There is a porch and a lawn here, which looks extremely exquisite.

Klein and his group didn't have to wait long before they met today's protagonist, Selina Wood, a warm and generous young girl with bright red hair.

The girls gathered together like a group of chirping sparrows.

You complimented my skirt and I complimented your necklace, and we talked about nothing but meaningless things.

Of course, the men who came to the party also had their own topics to talk about.

Selina's father, Mr. Wood, a senior employee of the Tingen branch of Backlund Bank, was walking among the guests with a glass of wine in his hand. When he saw Klein and Benson, he smiled and said, "Welcome, our reliable brother. Of course, welcome to you, young historian."

While Mr. Wood was exchanging pleasantries with the Moretti brothers, the girls' attention was focused on the two young men.

"Melissa, your brothers are more handsome than I thought."

"I really envy you for having a brother who will give you gifts. My brother will only find various excuses to borrow money from me to buy cigarettes and alcohol."

"Who said it wasn't true? My brother has never been quiet for a minute and always disturbs me when I'm reading..."

Just then, Klein, who had just finished chatting, suddenly came over with a glass of wine.

The girls who were whispering to each other the last second suddenly became dignified, perfectly interpreting the social image of a lady.

"Ms. Selina, you are the brightest star tonight... Of course, the other ladies are no less brilliant."

Klein's words were full of praise, and they made the girls happy.

Melissa's eyes were full of surprise, and she felt like her brother had become a different person.

After the social etiquette, it's time to get down to business.

Klein deliberately didn't look at Triss and said to Selina, "Ms. Selina, I have a friend from Backlund who happens to be in Tingen. He is a young and promising writer.

Hearing that today is your birthday, he came here very presumptuously, saying that he wanted to personally send blessings to a beautiful lady. By the way, I have just told Mr. Wood about this..."

My friend from Backlund personally sent me his blessing?

Selina Wood was stunned at first, then she reacted in the envious eyes of her friends around her, suppressed her joy, and nodded modestly, "Of course, I welcome it."

In fact, this is easy to understand.

The Beijing hukou is just a dimensionality reduction attack on the small town girl.

In the crowd, Triss's heart moved.

A writer from Backlund.

Isn't that Jon Joestar?

really.

Approaching Klein Moretti was the right move.

No, here's a chance!

About fifteen minutes later, a young gentleman in a suit, vest, top hat and holding a gold-inlaid cane came to the door of Wood's house.

The moment he appeared, almost all attention was focused on him.

It's an indescribable aura...

Elegant, profound, and generous.

Seeing the person coming, Klein's heart finally returned to the distance. Amidst many looks, he stepped forward to greet him and shook his hand, "Jon, you're here."

After receiving the call for help, Jon, who came to the rescue, smiled and said, "I hope my arrival will not cause trouble to the owner of this place."

Klein curled his lips.

You can really pretend.

However, remembering that the man in front of him was his most reliable partner at the moment, he naturally put those messy thoughts behind his head and said, "Let me introduce Mr. Wood to you."

When you first enter, some politeness and greetings are inevitable.

Although the girls looked calm, if you looked closely you would find that each of them had a gleam in their eyes.

"So high!"

“So handsome.”

“Melissa, your brother actually knows such a friend?”

"Oh my god, I felt like he was smiling at me just now..."

Whether in terms of identity, height or appearance, Jon's hard conditions are all top-notch, not to mention how much impression points his exquisite suit and the gold-inlaid cane that looks expensive can add to his appearance.

Melissa's face was also flushed.

No girl can withstand the charm of the 'rich boy from Beijing'.

But she still had some sense and shook her head, saying, "I don't know what's going on."

As they were talking, Klein and Jon came over.

Jon took off his hat, revealing his neatly groomed black hair. "Miss Selina, nice to meet you. I wish you a happy birthday and eternal youth."

Selina's face soon turned as red as her hair. She was stunned and unable to speak.

Jon didn't care and took out a small gift box from his pocket. "It was a sudden idea and I didn't prepare much. Please accept it as a small token of my appreciation."

Selena's favorability +111111

Klein was stunned.

Wow, you really have got what it takes.

But brother, picking up girls is not the point right now. The point is the witch over there who is always wearing a fake smile!

Turning his head, Jon seemed to have suddenly discovered something, and there was a hint of surprise in his tone, "You are... Miss Triss? Haha, what a coincidence."

Triss was delighted, but pretended to be shy. "I didn't expect to meet Mr. Jon here. I'm really sorry for disturbing you last time."

On the side, Klein blinked.

Cow.

Each one is better at acting than the other.

It seems that I still have a long way to go in terms of pretending to be mysterious and stupid.

Chapter 410 Look directly at me!

Hearing that Triss had once met the young gentleman from Backlund, the girls couldn't help but look at her.

Triss smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Jon is a travel writer. His novels are very famous. The JOJO's Bizarre Adventure series is his masterpiece."

The girls said 'oh' and their eyes became brighter.

Melissa quietly pulled Klein aside and asked, "Klein, tell me the truth, is this gentleman the 'rich man' you mentioned before?"

Klein curled his lips and said, "Just as you expected, Jon is here to collect materials and wants to write a fictional historical novel. I am responsible for being his consultant."

Melissa blinked. “No wonder.”

No wonder?

Sister, please don't sink into it.

Although I also know that guy's hard conditions are quite good, but in essence he is a follower of the evil god...

In short, I don’t agree with this marriage!

Thinking of this, Klein's eyes sternly said, "Melissa, Benson just told me that he wants to talk to you about something."

Hearing this, Melissa looked at her eldest brother who was happily chatting with someone else, frowned slightly, and asked, "Klein, are you sure?"