The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Hearing this, Emlyn subconsciously straightened his chest and said in a light tone: "Yes."

Oh, the boy has character.

Alger, who had never dealt with Emlyn, couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The Little Sun, who was far away in Silver City, crossed his arms with a look of dissatisfaction, and looked at the newcomer in a rare way.

Jon tried to smooth things over, "Don't worry about it, all vampires are probably like this... I think Miss Temperance can testify to this."

After hearing this, everyone naturally turned their attention to the puppet-like Sharon.

Sharon nodded slightly.

In comparison, Emlyn is one of the more polite ones among the vampires.

These days, she and Maric have not cooperated with Emlyn and the vampires behind him.

Honestly, those guys who look down on others are not friendly people to communicate with...

"Blood clan? Vampire!" Derrick asked subconsciously.

Then Emlyn couldn't hold it in any longer. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he said indignantly, "Watch your words, sir! The vampires are a noble race different from those pus-covered monsters!"

As he was about to witness the first duel between party members, Klein knew he couldn't continue watching the show and coughed lightly.

In an instant, all sounds disappeared.

Everyone, including Jon, bowed their heads respectfully.

Klein was very satisfied and said softly, "The members here are close-knit and as close as a family."

Changing the subject, "Of course, even family members can't avoid quarreling and bickering sometimes.

But don’t forget that you all rise and fall together.”

Friendly, strict, and admonishing.

Emlyn was immediately impressed by the great being and said in a trembling voice, "I will obey your will."

"Very good." Klein was also very satisfied with his carefully designed lines. He mobilized the power of the gray fog to condense a deck of tarot cards, "Choose an identity. This will be your code name at the party."

Although the identities of each member are almost no longer a secret.

But the sense of ceremony should still be there.

Emlyn did not dare to neglect and chose the 'Moon' card from the remaining tarot cards.

Coincidentally, he happened to be sitting next to the holder of the 'Sun' card - Derrick Berg.

The sun and the moon are in the same sky, and the wisdom is boundless.

“Well, welcome to the party, Mr. Moon.” Klein chuckled.

Emlyn crossed his fingers and placed them on his forehead. "I sincerely praise you, Mr. Fool!"

This move is the signature move of the Church of Fools (designed by an unnamed Mr. Joestar), similar to the Church of Evernight's four taps on the chest and the Aurora Order's horizontal and vertical inverted cross.

——As early as when the compilation of The Fool's Canon was completed, each member received a door-to-door delivery from the Star Bug Courier. Naturally, they knew what Emlyn's actions meant, and followed suit.

"Praise the fool."

Klein: ...

Don't tell me.

Amid the voices of praise that came from the heart, the gray fog in the area seemed to become more solid.

Emlyn's formal admission announced the start of this gathering.

Klein first affirmed the contributions of each member in the recent incident, and then emphasized on praising Jon, Emlyn, Sharon and others who had been busy.

This made Derrick very envious.

Because he also wanted to serve Mr. Fool.

As for Fors...

Ok.

Miss Xianyu has had another week which was not fulfilling but extremely relaxing.

It's really gratifying, gratifying and congratulatory.

"George III has fallen, and the true Black Emperor has returned. This matter has ended successfully." Klein changed to a more comfortable posture and said casually, "But don't forget that the war sweeping across the northern and southern continents is about to begin."

Hearing this, Alger was shocked.

People like Miss Temperance, Miss Justice, and Mr. Moon only have their activities limited to the area around Backlund.

As for myself, I am a brave man who roams the sea.

In other words, the opportunity to make a contribution has arrived!

So, he said expectantly: "According to your instructions, I have already contacted some of the naval commanders on Sonia Island. The Blue Avenger is ready to serve you at any time."

My instructions?

This must be the instruction from that guy Jon.

Klein thought to himself.

His expression remained unchanged as he nodded and said, "Very good, Mr. Hanged Man, you will be the forerunner and the pioneer."

Alger was overjoyed.

Things are rare.

Your influence at sea is irreplaceable within the party!

Mr. Fool has dealt with the Loen Kingdom issue, and he will focus on expanding his influence overseas in the future...

Thinking of this, he said again: "Mr. Fool, I must tell you that the minions of the Storm Lord have been active quite frequently recently, especially along the coastal area of ​​Feysac. I think they seem to have the same idea as us."

Lord of the Storm?

Who.

Really unfamiliar.

Alger, who had transformed from a traitor in the Church of Storms to a diehard of the Church of Fools, said so.

Klein had a headache.

He had just finished digesting the potion of the Faceless Man, and all he could think about was promotion and where to find a mermaid to sing for him.

As for the construction and expansion of the Church of Fools...

That thing is not something I can handle now.

"Don't worry." Klein pondered for a moment and spoke slowly, "Time is on our side."

Alger seemed to understand.

At this time, Jon interrupted and said, "The Lord of the Storm is just afraid that his position will be threatened. He is a tyrant, but not a fool. Just do what you should do. He will not confront us head-on."

"Mainly because I don't dare." Jon added silently in his heart.

The fact that the Star Evil God cultivates the "Fool" is no secret in the eyes of some great beings. Under such circumstances, how could the Lord of Storms go crazy and provoke him, unless the throne doesn't want him anymore.

"In this way..." Alger felt relieved.

Now that the political commissar has spoken, what else is there to say?

Just do it and it's done.

Emlyn, who was attending the party for the first time, listened quietly to the extraordinary conversations, and the arrogance in his heart gradually subsided.

It turns out that not only he has a special identity, but everyone present has something worthy of praise.

The blue-haired Hanged Man has a certain influence on the sea.

Sharon, who I deal with the most, is now the second in command of the 'Rose School'.

As for the brown-haired lady who had been silent from beginning to end, she was even more important, with an unfathomable aura.

Fors was inexplicably cueed: ???

Although I don't understand what's going on, it seems that it's not my time to speak yet, so I'll just keep paddling~

"Mr. Sun, Mr. Moon." Suddenly, Jon looked at both of them at the same time.

Derrick and Emlyn said in unison, “Yes!”

for example:

The fool is the principal.

Destiny is the class teacher.

Theoretically, the principal has the highest authority.

But students are definitely most afraid of their class teacher.

Jon smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I just want to say that you two might as well deepen your connection.

Mr. Sun's hometown has a new crop, and Mr. Moon has a connection with the Church of Mother Earth."

It was fine at the beginning, but towards the end, Emlyn felt something was wrong.

"Qiao... ahem, Mr. Destiny, I am a vampire, how could I have any connection with the Church of Mother Earth? Have you forgotten? My enemy is the priest of the Harvest Church." The vampire youth who was still kept in the dark emphasized.

"Hatred? Isn't that the origin?" Jon continued to smile. "Anyway, I'll leave this matter to you."

Emlyn didn't expect that the first task after joining the club would be this, and he was speechless for a moment.

As for Derrick, he also looked at the people around him suspiciously.

Can a vampire like this really find the crops that Silver City needs?

At the top, Klein blinked.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

I always feel that after the Sun and Moon merge, the two of them have a tendency to become more like comedians...

After calming down, he said, "I am very pleased that the gathering is growing. You will all take on your respective responsibilities in the future, so I would like to introduce my followers to you."

With a thought, a figure appeared at the end of the long bronze table.

White hair, leather armor, and a tough temperament.

"Hello, I'm White Wolfe. Of course, you can also call me White Wolf." Klein spoke in a deep voice while controlling the trumpet.

Jon's eyes lit up.

Yo.

The little baby knows how to play.

I know that I have to create a spokesperson to say things that the "Fool" is not comfortable saying.

Ok, Ok.

When Audrey and the others heard that White Wolfe was the representative of Mr. Fool's followers, they all treated him with awe and did not dare to show any disrespect.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Klein was very relieved.

He controlled the White Wolf to salute him first, then glanced at the other members and introduced himself, "I am an adventurer active in the southern continent, forty-eight years old this year, and a Warrior Path Sequence 5..."

He was like an extremely upright piece of wood that didn't know how to adapt. He explained himself clearly in one go.

Of course, these are just character settings.

Klein did it on purpose.

Finally, Klein concluded as White Wolf: "My code name is 'World', but this is not just my code name. It is the code name of all Mr. Fool's followers. I will convey their demands and handle transactions on their behalf."

The 'fool' is the beginning, and the 'world' is the end.

It is quite reasonable that the cluster of followers uses the world as its code name.

Klein at the top also said at the right time: "If you need any help or have any items you want, you can post a commission to the World. After all..."

As he said this, he looked at Jon.

Jon pretended to smile bitterly and continued, following Klein's words, "Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that I will not be attending any gatherings for a long time to come."

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