The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

The furnishings in the cupboards were old and worn, so they were repaired wherever possible.

Fortunately, it was clean.

Klein noticed that there was very little dust here, let alone flies and cockroaches.

Klein couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Behind the counter, the woman in a dark green dress had a dark complexion and looked like she was used to doing heavy work. She smiled innocently, "Welcome, what would you like to buy?"

"Are you 'Fan Wen's mom'?" Klein asked without responding.

Fan Wen was stunned for a moment, and said truthfully: "It's me, sir, what do you want to talk to me about?"

“Heh.” Klein sneered, “You should know best why I came to you.”

He stroked the hilt of the sword behind him, "A friendly reminder, it has something to do with the evil god you believe in."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wen's expression immediately changed, and she stammered, "You...what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"You really don't understand, or are you pretending not to understand?" Klein didn't want to push the other person too much, so he suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Don't worry, I'm a clergyman of the church who specializes in handling such incidents. Tell me everything you know, and the merciful God will forgive your sins."

"Church..." Fan Wen seemed frightened by Klein's words.

She hesitated, and her face turned from blue to white, and then from white to red.

Finally, he made up his mind, sat down on the chair behind the counter, covered his face with his hands, and sobbed softly, "I have no choice, I need money too much."

The story is simple.

Almost a year ago, Fan Wen met a beautiful and kind lady by chance on her way back from receiving relief.

After they got to know each other, she first showed great sympathy for Fan Wen's fate.

Then, through various means, Fan Wen came into contact with a god named "Original".

The kind lady told Fan Wen that for some unspeakable reasons, "Origin" was sleeping, waiting to be awakened by devout believers.

At that time, He will bestow supreme grace.

to be honest.

It's the same thing as telecommunications fraud.

First, tell you how good the prospects are and then get you to join.

Once you join, you'll fall into a deep pit.

This method is particularly effective against a certain group of people who are uneducated or who think they are educated.

Fan Wen is kind.

But given the environment she grew up in, it was impossible for her to have ever been to school.

and so--

Under the temptation of white bread, braised meat and sausage, and a stable life.

She converted.

Became a peripheral member of the witch sect.

Never underestimate the identity of peripheral personnel.

Precisely because it does not involve the extraordinary realm, it is more secretive.

The witch sect that had disappeared after the great smog incident has secretly re-established itself in Backlund.

If it weren't for his brother's romantic affair, which prompted Klein to do some divination on a whim, he would never have thought that someone had already found his hometown.

You know, the headquarters of the Church of Fools is now located in the East District!

"No wonder... The name of 'Original' has been taken by the Fools. It would be a miracle if the Witch Cult would accept that."

Klein thought to himself, "After the Great Smog Incident, the Church of Fools rose to prominence and attracted enough hatred. Those witches didn't dare to provoke behemoths like the Church of Evernight and the Church of Storms, so they took out their anger on the Newborn."

He never thought that one day he would be treated as a weakling and be bullied by others.

That's what it says.

The power of the Witch Sect is not weak at all.

Even though the true God they believed in had lost his authority, personality and uniqueness, and had not been seen returning from the kingdom of God in the starry sky, he was still living well.

“After the saints, angels, and angel kings, now you have to take on a half-crippled god as your opponent.” Klein smiled bitterly in his heart.

But I'm not that scared.

Fan Wen continued to narrate: "At first, everything went smoothly. Later, they began to assign me some simple tasks. After I completed them, they would give me some rewards each time."

She stared at Klein with a miserable expression: "Sir, I must live. I have a paralyzed husband and three children who are not yet adults."

Klein remained unmoved.

Of course, he just pretended to be unmoved to maintain his image.

He understands Fan Wen.

Think differently.

He probably couldn't resist the temptation of the witch.

Bitter.

The people at the bottom of society are really suffering.

So what about the capital of Mando?

There are still people who don’t have enough to eat…

Klein took a deep breath and said, "I have a general understanding of the situation. Now, tell me your contact person."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wen shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, if they find out, my family and I will be dead."

Pulling out the steel sword from behind with a clang, Klein acted like a true villain, with a look of indifference towards life in his eyes: "You will die if you betray them. Do you think I'm a good guy?"

Fan Wen was like a quail, trembling with fear.

Klein knew that 'loosening and tightening are the most efficient', so he slowed down his tone a little, "I've already told you that I'm a clergyman of the church. Don't worry, as long as you cooperate, the kind and great Mr. Fool will keep you safe."

He smiled and said, "Origin? I only know of one Original. He is both the beginning and the end. He is the past, the present, and the future."

Fan Wen was stunned and speechless.

After thinking for a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind and swallowed nervously.

Then he crossed his fingers in front of his forehead and said: "Praise...Praise the fool."

Clay smiled with satisfaction, "Praise the Fool."

……

Late at night.

Kerosene lamps were lit up one after another on the streets of the East District.

The dim lights accompanied by a faint pungent smell add a touch of magical and hazy color to this poor street.

A few drunks came out of the closed bar, cursing and swearing. Groups of three or five turned the corner noisily, unbuckling their belts to relieve themselves.

However, at this moment, one of the drunks suddenly rubbed his eyes and said to his companion in horror: "There is a ghost!"

"I told you that you can't drink, where did that come from?"

"I think you've been sucked silly by the neighbor's widow."

"Hahahaha!"

The other drunks laughed and didn't believe what the drunk said at all.

However, what they didn't know was that not far behind them, a beautiful woman in a white robe with long hair hanging down to her waist was walking by. She was so beautiful that no adjectives in the world could describe her beauty.

The woman had an indifferent look, and there seemed to be an unspeakable sadness between her brows, which made people feel pity for her.

After turning a few street corners, she came to a newsstand with a canopy and said to the empty newsstand, "Is everything going well?"

After a while, a response came from it: "Of course, Lady Joanna."

"What!" The woman's face turned pale instantly.

With a thought, many strange ropes appeared behind her, like poisonous snakes with bared fangs and claws.

Klein pounced out of the newsstand like a leopard.

At the same time, a hidden force descended, completely isolating the surrounding 100 meters from the real world.

The woman's eyelids drooped, and then she woke up and said solemnly, "Night Watcher!"

“That’s right.” Klein admitted generously.

He has not yet renounced his membership in the Church of Night, but he is still a member of the Church of Night.

While he was speaking, he reached out and grabbed it.

Steam Son Rossel appeared again driving a Gundam.

Do not know why.

Klein saw a lewd smile on the face of this historical projection.

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The woman didn't want to fight any longer, and her black hair grew wildly.

Strands of black hair, along with invisible transparent threads, rose up to form an exaggerated spider web.

wow——

In an instant, deep and quiet black flames burst out from the thick and long hair and the illusory thin lines at the same time!

“Amaterasu, right?” Klein sneered.

Who are you trying to scare by playing with fire here?

Without making any movement, he reached out again and grabbed it.

The red-haired god of war wearing black leather armor appears.

"I come, I see, I conquer!"

The Red Angel Medici (projection) delivered an opening remark in a very stylish manner.

After saying that, he raised his giant sword and slashed at the witch opposite.

Jinfu Jinfu, the audience cheered!

Medici is the main attacker, with Roselle, the Son of Steam, as the auxiliary.

Plus the silent realm of the Church of Night.

The witch was suppressed to the point that she couldn't even raise her head.

"Help me, Primordial God!"

With a shrill scream, the desperate witch took out a statue from the arms of her robe.

The statue, carved from bones, was the size of a palm and vaguely resembled a beautiful woman, with very long hair that extended all the way to her ankles, and each strand was clearly visible and thick like a venomous snake. At the top of each strand of hair, there was an eye carved, and they were either closed or open, densely packed together.

“Chik!” Klein was shocked.

It is said that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if it is the original witch without divinity, he will definitely not be her opponent if they meet for the first time.

Fortunately, in addition to his family members, he also involved the Church of Night in this operation.

outside the realm.

The lady with ordinary facial features and dark eyes, wearing a simple robe, a bark belt, with long black hair hanging down, no shoes or socks, and bare feet, held out a wooden box.

Sealed Object 1-29: 'Box of Mysteries'.

The leader of the ascetics, the 'Servant of Secrets' Arianna whispered a few words.

A few wisps of white mist came out from the gaps in the box.

The white mist seemed to have intelligence. In the blink of an eye, it completely enveloped the witch who was holding the original statue and was ready to fight to the death.

Arianna calmly cut off three fingers and put them in the box, then put the box away safely.

The battle situation is ever-changing.