The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

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Jon continued, "Miss Justice and her pet have digested the audience potion and can be promoted to Sequence 8 at any time as long as conditions permit.

And I happen to know a Sequence 8 who is a fortune teller. Three of us… two of us and our pet, plus you, Mr. Hanged Man, even if we plan carefully, a Sequence 6 can still defeat us."

Instead of attacking directly, why not give me a chance to practice...

Hearing this, an inexplicable emotion surged in Alger's heart.

He didn't want to admit it but had to admit that it felt really good to have a High Sequence Expert as a babysitter.

Klein was stunned.

Sequence 8 of the Fortune Teller's Path should mean that I am someone's nemesis.

It’s amazing that this guy has never forgotten me.

However, this should also be intended to show goodwill to the "Fool"...

Thinking of this, Klein nodded slightly while wearing a vest and said, "He will be very happy."

Jon smiled brightly, "Then I will wait for his arrival in Backlund."

'he'

Audrey, Alger, and Derrick, who was completely unable to keep up with the pace, were filled with endless curiosity.

If my guess is correct, 'he' should be the Sequence 8 of the fortune teller's path.

However, what qualifications does a mere Sequence 8 have to be taken so seriously by a being that is suspected to be a true God and a being that is suspected to be an angel?

Klein felt secretly bitter.

Now, Backlund had no choice but to go.

only……

Thinking of Captain Dunn who almost died, and the colleague he had only spoken to a few words with but would never see again, Klein knew that Backlund was a better place.

It's time to leave your comfort zone and see the wider world.

……

The place abandoned by God, Silver City.

Derrick regained consciousness and took a moment to react before sitting up in bed.

He was silent.

After a long while, he took a deep breath and began to summon the messenger of 'Mr. Destiny'.

But what surprised him was that for a long time, the room remained the same as usual, with no changes at all.

Just when Derrick thought he had failed and wanted to change the language for summoning the messenger from Ancient Giant to another language, ripples like water waves suddenly appeared in the space.

call out!

Suddenly, a small insect with endless starlight in its body crawled out. Without any movement, a badge with the Wheel of Fortune engraved on it fell onto the desk in front of Derrick with a snap.

Derrick's heart moved.

He knew that this should be the 'anti-blindness device' that Mr. Destiny mentioned.

It’s not over yet.

Behind the badge, a letter slowly fell.

Derrick spread out the letter and saw that it was written in the ancient giant language.

"Mr. Sun, it's a pleasure to communicate with you for the first time."

"Regarding the extraordinary item that I mentioned, which can replace the sun, I will make it as soon as possible and try to send it to you within a week."

"So, before that, please become a true Beyonder as soon as possible."

"The recipe for the 'Singer' potion is as follows: Main ingredients: a crystal sunflower or the tail feather of an adult flint bird or the tail feather of a firebird, a Siren Stone or a Singing Sunflower. Auxiliary ingredients: a midsummer grass, five drops of July wine juice, and a dark elf leaf."

"Good luck."

"--destiny."

After reading the recipe, a flame of hope ignited in Derrick's heart.

A week?

Silver City has been shrouded in darkness for countless years, so a week's time is not a big deal.

Derrick put the letter away.

After thinking about it, he just burned it.

Then he picked up the badge.

Unexpectedly, the badge with the Wheel of Fortune engraved on it suddenly trembled...

Chapter 425 Gathering

No way?

There's Amon nearby!

Derrick's heart was pounding.

But in a flash, the badge suddenly stopped moving, as if the vibration just now was just an illusion.

"What happened just now?" Little Sun pinched his badge, his eyes gradually becoming alert.

He felt that it was necessary for him to write another letter to Mr. Destiny and ask him some questions.

……

three days later.

Backlund, train station exit.

Klein walked out slowly, holding his hat.

look up.

Ok.

It was just as the rumors said.

No matter what time of year, Backlund's sky is always gray.

“The air pollution is very serious.” Klein lowered his voice and muttered quietly.

At this time, a familiar figure approached and gave Klein a big hug in a very un-Loen style. "Klein Moretti, my friend, welcome to the Capital of All Capitals."

"Jon." Klein said calmly, "It's nice to see you."

"You don't look happy." Jon smiled, "Don't worry, I won't ask you for the debt so soon."

Hearing this, Klein curled his lips but said nothing.

Jon patted Klein on the shoulder and said, "Okay, come home with me first. After you put down your luggage, we'll go to a high-end restaurant for dinner. After dinner, I'll take you to experience the prosperity of Backlund."

The arrangement is clear.

Klein shook his head. "Sorry, I am here as a reserve member of the Red Gloves..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Jon, "You also said that you are a 'reserve member'. There are so many demigods in Backlund, and saints are everywhere. It's okay for you, a little Sequence 8, to report in later."

He blinked, "Don't worry, the goddess will forgive you."

If the goddess knew that I was having an affair with the evil god's followers, she would sooner or later drop a bolt of lightning from the Silent Kingdom to split me in half...

Klein sighed inwardly.

Jon took Klein to his own luxurious carriage.

Klein came back to his senses and asked, "Rented?"

"I bought it." Jon said calmly, "To be exact, it should be a custom order."

Damn rich dog owner!

Klein gritted his teeth lightly.

Is writing novels so profitable?

wrong.

It should be easy for High-Sequence Beyonders to make money.

Ah!!! I also want to be promoted quickly!!!

'Joker' is still too weak.

Unknowingly, Klein realized a bit of the paleness and helplessness of fate, and the progress of demonization and digestion increased by one...

Closer to home.

Sitting in the dog tycoon’s luxurious carriage, Klein didn’t know where to put his eyes.

He looked left and right.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the other side and asked weakly, "How much does it cost to customize a carriage like this?"

Jon crossed his legs, "It's not expensive, five hundred pounds is about right. After all, it's just an ordinary item."

Changing the subject, "But the charms and extraordinary materials hidden in the plywood cost a lot more, about 7,000 to 8,000 pounds."

Good guy.

I just exclaimed, "Great guy!"

Klein decided that when he really didn't know how to make money in the future, he would rob the dog owners to make a fortune...

Of course, this thought only lasted for a moment.

Although the 'God of Poverty' is a little short of money, he still values kindness and principles.

"By the way, Klein, has He told you?" Suddenly, Jon's expression became serious and he asked solemnly.

Klein nodded.

Jon immediately relaxed. "Sequence 6 is a big challenge for you."

Who said no?

Klein hesitated for a moment and asked knowingly, "I heard... I will have some extra helpers?"

coming!

Jon perked up, "Yeah, and quite a lot."

He counted on his fingers, "Two Mind Readers, one Navigator, maybe Fors and Miss Xiu will also join this operation. This way, we can have one more Sheriff and one more Apprentice."

and many more!

Klein frowned.

I won’t mention Miss Justice and Mr. Hanged Man.

After all, he is a legitimate member of the Tarot Club.

What's going on between Fors and Miss Xiu?

Just here to join in the fun.

He wanted to question.

But just before he opened his mouth, Klein remembered that the identity of 'Klein Moretti' was not a member of the Tarot Club.

“That was a close call. I almost forgot about it.” Klein secretly rejoiced.

If I get exposed in front of John Joestar, how many brain cells will it take to successfully cover it up?

At this time, Jon asked with a smile, "Why, do you have a problem?"

“No.” Klein said sincerely, “I don’t have any problem.”