The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

anxious!

He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he always felt that since John Joestar came to Tingen, all kinds of messy things had never stopped.

But fortunately, everything is coming to an end.

"You don't have to show that expression. Even if I'm in Backlund, I can always go back to Tingen if I want." Jon looked at Klein. "But you, if you stay in this peaceful little town, your promotion speed will not be very fast after all."

Klein was actually thinking about this issue.

He had almost digested the Sequence 9 potion, and he also successfully exchanged the formula for the Sequence 8 'Clown' potion from the Church of Evernight using the contribution points he had accumulated during this period.

However... after seeing John kill two witches alone, Klein felt that Sequence 9 was the entry level to the extraordinary, and Sequence 8 was just the beginning of the extraordinary.

"When you've made up your mind, you can come to Backlund to find me. I'll be staying there for a long time." Jon held out his hand. "I've had a great time during this time."

Klein was extremely reluctant.

But in the end, he still held that hand together, "Me too."

"It would be more convincing if you could remove the reluctance from your tone." Jon blinked.

After saying that, he dragged his suitcase onto the train.

At the car door, he seemed to suddenly remember something and turned around and said, "By the way, regarding the diamond in your hand, if you want to use it, don't hesitate. The more decisive you are, the better the recovery effect will be."

Klein nodded.

The 'Traceability Diamond' worth 3920 pounds can be said to be his greatest reliance besides the 'Spiritual Remnant of the True Creator' and 'Thunderbolt'.

If used properly, it can save a life at a critical moment!

"Anyway, remember to write to me, and we'll see each other later." Jon waved goodbye and entered the first-class carriage.

Oh oh oh!

The whistle blew.

In sight, the steam train gradually moves away.

Klein let out a long breath, as if he had put down a heavy burden, and walked out of the station with relaxed steps.

the other side.

Jon looked at the two young ladies sitting in the soft leather seats opposite him, who were extremely well-behaved, and smiled gently, "It's been so many days, but you still haven't gotten used to it?"

Xio and Fors blinked.

It’s not that they are timid, it’s just that they can’t afford to offend the big guys.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. The less you talk, the fewer mistakes you make. It’s no mistake to say nothing.

Jon scratched his brow.

He casually opened the suitcase and took out a stack of manuscript paper.

"Ms. Fors, you are also a writer. Can you give me some advice on my book, "The Flame of Courage Will Eventually Burn the Sky"?"

“Don’t dare!” Fors waved her hands repeatedly.

But his attention was involuntarily drawn to Jon's manuscript.

New work, hehe...

Xiu glanced at his good friend and a hint of worry arose in his heart.

Alas, Fors's vigilance was too low.

At this time, Jon suddenly said: "Miss Xiu."

"exist!"

Xio straightened up subconsciously.

Then she realized that this was not right and forced herself to relax.

Fortunately, the special-class carriages were all private rooms with good sound insulation, so her actions were not seen by others. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble would have been caused by her howling.

Taking a deep breath, Xio asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, I just want to talk to you." Jon smiled gently and looked down at Xio opposite him.

It feels bad to be looked down upon.

But Xio did not dare to show any impatience.

Jon said casually, "You are a Beyonder of the Arbitrator Path. It is much more difficult for you to be promoted than Miss Fors. If you don't want to change your sequence, you must join the Loen military."

Hearing this, Xio's expression became a little unnatural. "Because of my father, I was born half an arbitrator, so I probably can't change the sequence."

Suddenly, Fors, who was quietly reading the manuscript, slapped his thigh and said, "Good!"

Xio was startled and couldn't help but push his friend, "Don't be so rude."

"Oh, sorry, I was just too immersed in it." Fors apologized sheepishly.

This cannot be blamed on her, it is just that the down-and-out young master named 'Frame Shaw' is just too handsome.

Judging from her perspective as a best-selling author, Jon Joestar's new work will definitely be a hit, and a very big hit!

Xiu had no choice but to hold his forehead.

Jon didn't care at all, and continued the previous topic, "Since you don't want to change the sequence, then maybe I can help you with your subsequent potion formula.

As it happens, I have all the formulas from Sequence 8 to Sequence 5, and they are guaranteed to be authentic."

Ah this...

Xio's heart began to beat uncontrollably.

Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Jon, “I’m just giving the lovely lady I met by chance a chance to become stronger. You don’t really need to give anything.

When you need the potion formula, just have the money ready and you'll know where to find me."

Xio's eyes flickered.

After a long while, he bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jon."

Jon smiled and said, "Also, I'll give you the 'Stone of Freedom' that I lent you before. It's not a valuable item to me anyway."

Xio's expression froze.

Something worth at least 2000 pounds, can you just give it away?

She couldn't help but wonder if John Joestar had taken a fancy to her...

There is no free lunch in the world!

Xio's face turned red and then white.

Started to pull myself together.

After finishing reading the first volume of the manuscript, Fors finally came out of that fantasy world and said excitedly, "It's amazing! This is definitely the most exciting fantasy novel I've ever read!"

Industry specializing in surgery.

She is better at romance and reasoning.

And Jon Joestar is undoubtedly the master of fantasy novels.

Of course, that kind of wild imagination might be related to the other party's high sequence...

All in all, it was fun to watch!

"As long as you like it, this book has already started serialization in Backlund. You can read the follow-up content in the newspaper every day." Jon put away the manuscript and successfully recommended the book to Fors.

Fors couldn't help but wail.

Waiting for updates is undoubtedly the thing that every reader hates the most.

At this moment, Jon's heart moved, and he quickly pinched Fors' ear with his finger.

Fors was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Jon?"

"Nothing, just a disobedient little bug." Jon's expression remained the same.

"Bugs?" Hearing this, Fors's face looked a little unnatural.

But Jon had no intention of explaining. He just looked down at the half-dead Time Worm with a smile on his lips.

Don't put roof tiles on your house for three days.

Come to think of it, it has been a long time since the last time I caused trouble for Amon.

Ok.

It's time for justice to strike.

……

……

'The Land of Hope', 'The Capital of All Capitals'.

Backlund has many names.

This is the capital of the Kingdom of Loen and one of the most prosperous cities in the world.

Just like when he left, Backlund was now misty and drizzling. Pedestrians on the road were all in a hurry, and black or brown umbrellas collided with each other, interweaving a unique picture of this city.

Jon looked around, "Do you have an umbrella? Or should I find a carriage to take you home?"

Hearing this, Xio shook her head repeatedly, "How can I be so embarrassed? It's already very expensive for me to ask you to buy tickets for us."

Fors even took out a tasseled lady's umbrella from her handbag and said, "Don't worry, we have an umbrella."

"Is that so? Then... we'll meet again later."

Jon took off his hat and bowed slightly.

Then, he walked towards the carriage rental area.

Although renting a car on rainy days is much more expensive than on normal days.

But he doesn't care.

Because Mr. Joe is not like Mr. Ke.

Never short of money~

Jon found a carriage at random, got in the carriage, and told the driver an address.

Hearing this, the driver was startled and couldn't help but look back.

Well-dressed, calm demeanor...

He is indeed a refined and easy-going gentleman.

No wonder he can live in such a famous wealthy area.

"Sir, please sit down. We'll leave right away." The driver's tone became subconsciously more respectful.

Because he knew that as long as he could serve this person well, he would definitely get a generous tip when he arrived at his destination.

And the fact was just as the coachman expected. In addition to the fare, John generously gave him 5 pounds as hard-earned money.

When we got off the bus, it had stopped raining.

Jon walked through the accumulated water and came to the door of the villa.

Before I could reach out, the door opened by itself.

A man with a pointed hat, a black robe, a broad forehead and black curly hair stood inside the door with a smile on his face, tweaking the monocle on his eye socket.

"Mr. Jon," he said, "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Breaking into someone's house is not a good habit." Jon kept his expression and handed the suitcase to Amon casually, as if the other party was his butler.

Amon also obeyed and took the suitcase honestly. "For me, habits are neither good nor bad. It just depends on whether I like it or not."

But Jon didn't buy it and sneered, "Forget it now. If you have the guts, go and break into St. Musser's Church and see if the goddess of night will wipe you off."

"Damn?" Amon thought about the authority of the Goddess of Night and raised his lips. "This statement is very appropriate."

Jon didn't comment and just sat down on the sofa in the living room.

He looked at Amon, "Where's my coffee? If that doesn't work, a cup of sweet iced tea will do. You don't have good eyesight."

Amon was slightly stunned.