The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

However, now, with the severe situation in Feysac, the Einhorn family had no choice but to withdraw from the competition.

I took a deep breath, and the hot and humid feeling was like a towel just taken out of the steam room, which was thrown on my face without any explanation.

Klein frowned slightly.

Beside her, Greta Sicolari, who had completed her resignation procedures, also looked uncomfortable.

She tightly grasped Klein's sleeve and kept saying coquettishly, "It's so hot, Klein, let's go to the hotel to cool down."

“I’ll do whatever you say.” Klein responded lovingly.

After leaving a few soles behind, the two chose a relatively clean rickshaw amid the grateful gaze of the local rickshaw driver.

We made our way through the crowds to the best and largest hotel in the area.

As soon as you enter the door, a huge feathered serpent decoration comes into view.

The waiter in charge of welcoming guests took a glimpse of Klein's appearance and makeup, smiled even more than usual, and asked respectfully, "Are you from Loen?"

"Yes." Klein nodded calmly: "I'm from Backlund."

What is this equivalent to?

It is like going to a third world country and saying "I'm from Beijing" or "My ancestral home is in Shanghai" to the common people who can't even afford food.

The sense of superiority of the Celestial Empire suddenly came out.

Hearing this, the waiter looked solemn.

A look of longing and awe naturally emerged in his eyes.

Klein said at the right time: "I don't have a reservation, but I want the best suite."

As he spoke, he held a $5 bill between his fingers and handed it over.

"It's not difficult, is it?"

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult!" The waiter accepted the payment calmly and immediately smiled.

Gold pounds. Gold pounds.

This is a currency pegged to gold!

The king of hell is easy to deal with, but the devil is difficult to deal with.

With the insider, Klein got the luxury suite as he wished.

of course.

It is said to be a luxury suite.

That's actually the case.

Not to mention the furnishings, it's clean and barely livable.

“Ha~” Klein yawned after washing up.

Just wanted to say something to Greta Siccolari who was undressing.

Suddenly, a figure appeared.

"Some bad news, do you want to hear it?"

"Ah!" Greta Siccolari screamed.

Azik:......

Get used to the eccentricities of the 'Fortune Teller'.

Klein was just trying to digest the potion, he wasn't really schizophrenic.

“Okay, Miss Greta, I’m afraid you’ll have to step aside for a while.” Klein said helplessly to his secret doll.

Greta Sicolari timidly walked into the bathroom, lifting her skirt, and soon the sound of the shower was heard.

Klein was not embarrassed and asked in detail, "Mr. Azik, what's the bad news?"

Azik said with a strange expression, "Uh... I just went outside to investigate and found that those people from the Spirit Cult have already hooked up with the Witch Cult."

"Spiritual Cult, are you referring to the 'Artificial Death God Sect' and the 'Underworld Emperor Return Sect'?" Klein pondered.

The Spiritual Cult is a very large and extraordinary organization.

Just like the "temperance faction" and "indulgence faction" within the Rose School, there are also many factions within the Spiritual Cult.

The group led by Mr. Azik should belong to the "royal faction".

In addition, there are the 'Artificial Death God Faction', the 'Sleep Faction', the 'Underworld Faction', and the 'Underworld Emperor Return Faction'.

The subordinate branch organizations include the Eternal Life Society, the East Balam Restoration Society, the Black Skull Party, etc.

In short, the water is deep here.

Klein also knew that even now, the "royal faction" that advocated supporting the descendants of the God of Death had not given up certain ideas, but Mr. Azik never took those fanciful ideas to heart.

"Yes, the Witch Cult is serious this time." Mr. Azik shook his head. "Why do you say this? This land has suffered too many disasters and has never been at peace. It really can't afford another pale disaster."

"Spreading plague, tasting despair, reaping pain..." Klein sneered, "Let all the living fall into eternal sleep. Mr. Azik, there is no one more suitable to be an ally than the 'Witch' and the 'God of Death'."

Of course Azik understood this.

It's just that the special experiences in this life have made his humanity exceptionally stable and kind-hearted, and he doesn't want to see the poor people of East and West Balam suffer.

Closer to home.

Azik told all the information he had gathered.

After hearing this, Klein remained silent at first, then summoned the Snake Lady's secret doll.

Speaking of which——

This was the first time he had a secret doll of such a high sequence.

With the help of Mr. Azik, Sequence 3, the Snake Lady of the Immortal Witch was controlled without much resistance.

What can be controlled is controlled.

Intelligence is still insufficient.

This is also the reason why Klein did not rashly step into the territory of West Balam, but chose to land in East Balam.

Fishing.

To make a nest.

Of course you can’t just throw the ball and call it quits.

You have to catch at least a few more to avoid losing out.

Moreover, with the secret doll of Lady Snake, he could also erode the Witch Cult in the same way that the Witch Cult erode all classes in Loen.

This wave is called two-way rush.

But before that, the unexpected troubles brought by the Spiritual Cult must be resolved first.

Klein asked, "Is it possible that I could pray to the Goddess of Night and tell her about the evil deeds of those ambitious people in the Spiritual Cult, so that the Goddess would directly bring down the punishment from heaven."

If you can’t beat him, tell the teacher.

If you have any difficulties, ask your parents for help.

Klein is not like the passionate protagonist in novels who would personally go out and fight the enemy to the death when he gets angry.

The Goddess of Night has already initially grasped the power of the God of Death, so what are you waiting for? Just launch a dimensionality reduction attack and use your sickle to cut off all those who want to cause trouble. That's it.

Azik smiled bitterly and said, "It's not as simple as you think, Goddess of Night..."

Perhaps thinking that his own path was still under the control of that person, his expression became very serious. He tapped his chest four times before continuing, "The Goddess of Night is absorbing and digesting the authority of the God of War. Her condition is slightly worse than in her prime...

Although I can also use the method of complaining to turn those rats in the Spirit Cult who have colluded with the Witch Cult into ashes, it always feels like killing a nut with a sledgehammer."

He looked at Klein and said, "You see, even His Majesty Jon, who is so amiable and gentle, can't help but become impatient when it comes to accepting authority from other sources.

If you do something wrong and anger the Goddess of Night, even if you are Mr. Fool's follower, you will probably be punished."

Jon, affable and mild-tempered?

Mr. Azik, how many drugs have you been fooled by that guy!

Let’s leave that guy aside.

The rest is correct.

Klein thought about it and felt that this made sense.

However, given his relationship with the Goddess of Night, he didn't think the goddess would punish him. At most, she would tell Leonard the truth, causing the poet and his classmates to be grief-stricken and causing trouble for him.

"Mr. Azik, what do you mean?" Klein thought for a long time but couldn't think of a good solution, so he couldn't help but ask.

Azik sighed and stared out the window absentmindedly: "In the final analysis, I did not fulfill my duties with the Spiritual Cult. Apart from completing a few necessary tasks, I did not have much contact with the Spiritual Cult, which led to the different voices within the cult."

He turned to look at Klein: "To be honest with you, this trip to the southern continent, in addition to wanting to protect you, I am also determined to unify the Spirit Cult, but..."

Azik spread his hands helplessly, "I'm powerless."

Overwhelmed?

Klein was very confused.

Azik explained: "You know a lot of things. I was the backer of the Hades King Salinger's resurrection. Salinger is my father. He split my soul in two, resulting in only half of my soul remaining in my body. The other half merged with the uniqueness of the God of Death...

However, those troubles have been solved by His Majesty Jon, so there is nothing to say. Although the artificial Grim Reaper has disappeared, the traces of its existence will not disappear. Moreover, with the experience of the first success, those people can't wait to create a second artificial Grim Reaper. "

"Create a second one?" Klein asked incredulously.

The first artificial Grim Reaper was created using the soul of Mr. Azik, the Archon of Death, who was the Grim Reaper's blood relative and the only one of his kind.

Under the existing conditions, where can the Spirit Cult make a second one without the uniqueness of the Grim Reaper?

This is no joke.

Azik shook his head. "It's not your fault. After all, your understanding of 'death' is not as profound as that of the 'Fortune Teller' sequence you belong to.

"Death" is a very powerful force. As long as there are enough deaths, the "God of Death" can be born. The only difference is the level of status.

But even the lowest level artificial god of death can be upgraded after reaping enough lives and causing enough creatures to fall into eternal sleep.

It just can't be the backup for Salinger's resurrection.

Now, do you understand why those people from the 'Artificial Death Sect' can't wait to cooperate with the Witch Sect?

To them, living beings are nothing more than offerings to be sacrificed.”

Klein's brows furrowed more and more.

The war between Loen and Feysac made him truly understand what it meant to treat human life as worthless.

And the Witch Cult wants to repeat the process again...

No comment due to different positions.

But, damn them all!

Klein stared at Azik and said solemnly, "Although we are scouts, if we want to start a large-scale extraordinary war, we only need to pray to Mr. Fool, and helpers will naturally come to East Balam."

Pray to Mr. Fool, and Mr. Fool will pray to Mr. Gate. No matter how impatient Mr. Gate is, he will open enough portals.

Klein didn't believe it.

He killed the other party before he could kill anyone else, so that those conspiracies and tricks could succeed!

"Please be patient, please be patient. I am not telling you this to ask you to call someone... 'call someone', am I saying this correctly?"

Azik smiled slightly. "I've said so much just to prepare you mentally. After all, once we get serious, our opponent... Sequence 3, which is your level of Beyonder, is the weakest level."

Klein was very strange.

When he first became a Beyonder, he felt that Captain Dunn of Sequence 7 was an incredible figure.

But along the way, he finally realized what it meant that the saints were worse than dogs and there were gods everywhere.

In the past I fought the God of War, yesterday I fought the chopping board fish, and today I have to fight the God of Death and the Witch.

Wuhu.

Just calm down and do it——

Klein spread his hands in resignation, “Alright, I’ll do whatever you tell me to do.”