The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

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He looked at Klein and said, "This is a good opportunity for you to show off. As the only favored one of that master, your actions represent his will. Klein, you must not embarrass yourself."

What’s going on? I haven’t even started yet and you’re already putting pressure on me, right?

What a pressure boy.

Klein hummed, "I know what's going on."

"That's good--"

Jon didn't seem to want to continue talking about this topic, so he changed the topic and said, "The Red Gloves are the special operations team of the Church of Evernight, and the lowest member is Sequence 7. If you can be transferred here, it will probably attract some people's attention. You must be more careful when you are in Backlund in the future."

Klein also knew this truth and said in a deep voice, "So my current identity is just a 'reserve member'. I am a lucky person who was specially promoted after making meritorious service."

He smiled and said, "Didn't you say that there are high-sequence experts everywhere here? I think no one would mess with a small person like me, right?"

Jon's eyes were meaningful. "Hey, that's hard to say..."

Chatting along the way, the two came to Joestar Manor.

After seeing this vast mansion with luxurious and exquisite decorations with his own eyes, Klein cursed the rich man countless times in his heart.

Next comes the desire to live a wealthy life.

When will he be able to bring Melissa and Benson to a house like this?

“After I pay off my debts, I’ll save money to buy a house.” Klein quietly clenched his fists.

Upon entering, Mr. Moretti, a small citizen from a marginal city, was dazzled by the various antique paintings.

This, this, this...how much is this worth?

"I forgot you're a history major." Jon smiled slightly, "But these are just ordinary decorations. The real collections are in the collection room. If you're interested, I can take you to see them."

Klein remained silent.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "No more watching, let's go eat."

I’ll eat you out of house and house!

It turns out that it is indeed an unrealistic idea to bankrupt a rich man with just one meal.

Although Klein had tried his best to order the most expensive dish on the menu, the meal still cost less than five hundred pounds.

Jon wiped his mouth with a napkin. "Do you need anything else? This is your welcoming party after all. I can't treat you badly."

Klein ate until his belly was bulging and his face turned pale as he said, "No, that's not necessary."

Damn miscalculated.

I wouldn't have eaten white bread.

However, thinking back to the slightly strange look from the people at the next table, Klein couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Jon took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, then said, "We've eaten and drunk, and I'll introduce you to someone later. After all, you're going to live in Backlund, and expanding your network will be very helpful to you."

Klein's heart moved, and he asked knowingly, "Who is it?"

Jon thought about it and said in a very affirmative tone: "Beauty."

……

Four o'clock in the afternoon, at Viscount Glint's villa.

"Mr. Viscount, you are still so radiant." Jon held Viscount Greylint's hand. "It's so nice to see you!"

But I’m not happy…

Viscount Glint felt very annoyed, but he didn't want to show it too obviously.

He could only pull the corners of his mouth helplessly, gently patted the back of Jon's hand, and broke away from him without making a sound, "Welcome to today's salon, Mr. Joestar, please feel free to do as you please."

After saying that, he ran away with his wine glass to greet other guests.

Klein, who witnessed the whole process, smiled and said, "Is it my illusion? Why do I feel that this Viscount has a lot of grievances against you?"

Jon did not hide it and smiled, "Because this Viscount always thinks that it is because of him that Backlund's most dazzling gem has been covered in dust."

clam?

Three big question marks appeared above Klein’s head.

Just then, he saw two familiar figures.

——Miss Xiu, who is less than 1 meters tall and wearing a knight's uniform.

——Ms. Fors, who always exudes a lazy vibe while carrying a handbag.

"They?" Klein was a little surprised.

"Everyone has his or her own circle, Klein, so we need to make more friends." Although Jon also wanted to take Klein out to reminisce about the past, now was obviously not the time to do that.

He lowered his voice and said 'coming'.

coming?

Who is coming!

Klein instinctively searched the field.

Then, he followed the gaze of most people here and looked towards the door.

She has blonde hair and blue eyes, is extremely beautiful, and has a pure and elegant temperament.

The girl walked into the hall with a smile, her emerald green eyes reflecting the slightly pale firelight, as deep as the sea and as if they were the purest gem.

Klein knew without any need for reminder that the young lady must be a member of his Tarot Club.

She is 'Miss Justice'!

"Audrey Hall, the youngest daughter of Count Hall, is the shining diamond in Backlund's social scene... and also one of your helpers." Jon whispered in Klein's ear.

Klein maintained his character well and asked in amazement, "That beautiful lady, actually?"

Wow, you pretend quite well.

You are worthy of being the master of nesting dolls.

Jon saw through it but didn't say anything. "Don't underestimate her. She is a Beyonder of the same sequence as you. And if we really fight, you may not be able to beat her."

"After all, Miss Audrey still has a dog, I understand~" Klein complained secretly in his heart, but on the surface he seemed a little unconcerned.

And when Klein was looking at Audrey, Audrey was also looking at him with the ability of 'audience'.

"Black hair and brown eyes, with dark features and a scholarly demeanor, like a university student or young faculty member."

"The clothes are ordinary. Although they are all new, they don't look completely fitted. The style of dressing has obvious personal traces. Did Mr. Jon buy them for him on the spur of the moment?"

"The watch chain sticking out of your pocket is made of silver... Are you living in poverty?"

"She is quite alert to her surroundings, but she is obviously dependent on Mr. Jon. This is more like an unconscious behavior. The relationship between the two of them must be very good."

No one can escape the observation of the audience. With just a few glances, Klein exposed Audrey's true colors.

On the other side, Xio and Fors also focused their attention on Klein.

"If I'm not mistaken, that person should be accompanied by Tingen's Nighthawks, right?"

"Yes, I remember him, Klein Moretti."

"Fols, what do you think is the relationship between the two of them? Why does it seem so abnormal to me?"

"Don't mess around. Don't mess with John Joestar for no reason."

"I know."

Xio looked at his friend, an expression that seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Silly fish, it's you who should be careful.

Those express hints before are useless, I am really afraid that if you are not careful, you will jump onto someone else's chopping board...

After some pleasantries, Audrey finally came close to Jon.

"Mr. Jon." She greeted him while lifting her skirt.

Jon nodded and said, "Miss Audrey."

After that, he introduced the people around him to Audrey, "This is Klein Moretti, a young talent from Tingen University and my personal history teacher."

As he spoke, he winked at Audrey.

Audrey understood and extended her hand, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Moretti."

“Me too.” Klein calmed himself and shook hands briefly.

Audrey did not hide her curiosity at all, but she looked left and right and did not find anything outstanding about Klein.

This is Mr. Fool's favored one?

It's quite ordinary.

"If possible, Miss Audrey, can we talk more?" Jon asked politely, "I have some academic questions that I would like to discuss with you."

Of course Audrey would not refuse. "It is my honor to discuss literature with such a famous writer."

Anyway, this was not the first time a similar situation had occurred. Audrey didn't bother to care about the rumors. She even felt a little excited and happy deep down in her heart.

Viscount Glint gritted his teeth in anger.

John Joestar, you bastard! Don't let me catch you, or else...

The poor Viscount wanted to say something harsh, but when he saw the expression on Audrey's face, he was speechless.

Alas, what a sin.

At the same time, in Backlund Port.

After walking out of the passenger ship, Alger pressed his hat.

His blue hair had been treated with some special means, making it completely inconspicuous, and his pirate outfit was replaced with an ordinary suit vest.

Not only that, he was carrying a suitcase in his hand, just like any tourist you would see anywhere.

"Backlund..." Alger whispered softly.

Then he lowered the brim of his hat, paid some landing fees in a very low-key manner, took firm steps, and integrated into the embrace of this international city.

Chapter 426 Joint Action

The atmosphere in the bar at midnight was sleepy.

Alger sat at the bar, sipping his glass of rye, in silence.

During this time, several drunkards and women working in the special service industry came up to him to chat with him, but he glared them away with a frighteningly cold look.

Time passed little by little.

Alger was a little anxious, "Why hasn't he come yet? I'm afraid something has happened..."

At this moment, the bartender who was busy wiping the glasses seemed to have received some signal. He paused and tiptoed towards Alger.

"Sir," he said with a dazed look in his eyes, "please follow me."

Alger frowned.

Just as he was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of the tarot cards that had appeared in the bartender's breast pocket.

——'Wheel of Fortune'.

Alger's heart trembled, and he suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth.

Nodding, he drank the glass of lukewarm rye in one gulp, picked up his hat, and went to a secret private room with the bartender.

At the door, Alger took a deep breath, as if considering how to deal with the person who was about to appear.

squeak-

The door was wide open.