The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

The second, and most crucial point, was that he didn't even know where that place was, so there was no way he could recover the lost property.

Yes, it’s difficult.

Klein frowned, thinking that he should do something so that he would be prepared when the time came.

After thinking for a while, he got out of bed, walked four steps backwards and came to the top of the gray fog.

The magnificent palace, the ever-changing grey fog, the mottled bronze table, everything was so reassuring.

Klein searched the storage corner and found a sleeping vegetable man.

——Because the vegetable man has the instinct to split, he does not take all of them out at once each time he uses them, but chooses them selectively.

The little fellow's scientific name is 'Emerald Life Form No. 2', and there are three of them in total, including the one in his hand.

Klein's face was solemn.

The gray fog around me quietly condensed and twisted into thin threads.

call out--

He pierced his own forehead, took out three drops of translucent blood, which made people dizzy upon closer inspection, and injected them into the bodies of the three vegetable people.

In an instant, the vegetable people had Klein's aura.

This is a kind of secret grafting technique that can be used as a substitute for death, and it can be considered a means of saving one's life in a critical moment.

But Klein still felt uneasy.

After all, the enemy he has to face has mastered the uniqueness of errors, which is equivalent to the Amon plus Pro max version when rounded off, so it can be seen how difficult it is.

In Klein's opinion, perhaps only the 'Ultimate Meng' John Joestar can surely defeat the opponent.

But Jon has always been mysterious, hiding many truths, and even more reluctant to act easily after becoming a god. Clay really doesn't want to take on a huge debt and cut off his own future unless it's absolutely necessary...

“Perhaps, we can ask others.” After doing all this, Klein leaned back in his chair and stroked his smooth chin.

Brainstorm ideas.

The wisdom of the masses is infinite!

The more he thought about it, the more plausible it seemed, so he nodded.

Klein murmured, "It's almost time for our weekly gathering, so I'll just use a pseudonym to bring up this topic without leaving any traces, and let the members discuss it freely.

Uh... the war with the witch sect is imminent, so it would be better to integrate the power of the church, so as not to be in a rush and make a fool of ourselves. "

……

Time flies.

Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock is an extremely important moment for every Tarot Club member.

Although the faces would be blurred in the gray fog, the clothes they were wearing would be visible. This led to every member of the party trying to dress appropriately before arriving at the palace. Even the most indifferent Fors had combed her hair and put on a woolen shawl and a brown tassel dress, looking like a mature, intellectual and dignified elder sister.

High-end gatherings——

Everyone here is a well-known figure.

Look, which one of them is not famous, which one of them does not hold great power?

development so far.

The Tarot Club has long since shed its initial secret label and has become a truly special official organization.

However, in the field, the church saint Audrey greeted everyone in the order of men on the left and women on the right.

Voices responded one after another, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

It is worth mentioning that Jon did not attend the party this time.

But the members are no longer surprised.

To be honest, how can Mr. Jon be the same as them?

Coming is to give face, not coming is also very normal.

Although they are all one and the same camp, as a true God, he always has things on his hands.

Not only this time, Jon had missed the party several times before.

In addition, the war with the witch sect is imminent, and Mr. Jon is in charge of the overall situation. Why doesn't he attend the party? It's understandable. It's understandable~

The only person who knew the inside story was not there, which made Klein very happy.

Originally, whether it is magic or acrobatics, outsiders don’t understand, and only insiders can perform smoothly.

Someone who knows everything about it said that it had no impact, but the actual performance was probably still a long way from perfect...

Now it’s better and I can give it 100%.

Klein changed his posture slightly to make himself appear more casual.

Such a small action had different meanings in the eyes of other party members.

Those who were alert, such as Audrey, Alger, Cattleya, and others, could clearly sense that Mr. Fool was in a good mood.

Although Derrick, Emlyn, Leonard and the like didn't understand why, they secretly concentrated their attention, fearing that they would miss any important instructions.

"It's another great week, worth celebrating." Klein said with a smile, taking the initiative to set the tone for this gathering.

He did not mention the upcoming war in the southern continent, but like an old Loen man, he casually talked about literary works, "Although it is the wisdom of mortals, I really appreciate a line in "Revenge": Justice is like a napkin that can be thrown away at will. In the face of interests, nothing can be betrayed."

Why did you suddenly bring this up?

Hearing this, the faces of the party members changed.

In the literal sense, this is not a good thing to say...

Could it be that someone at the party betrayed Mr. Fool?

The situation was tense and everyone became a little nervous.

Klein just smiled and said, "No need to do that. I was just expressing my feelings for the moment. Okay, you can discuss it freely now."

Although the Riddler is hateful, his effect is quite significant in certain specific situations.

The drama has ups and downs, and the role of the identity of the "fool" is just to pave the way for everything that happens next.

Not surprisingly, the atmosphere became a little silent.

Cunning and simple-minded, everyone is secretly trying to figure out Mr. Fool's intentions.

At this time, White Wolf, who was sitting at the end of the long table and facing The Fool, suddenly stood up and said, “Please forgive my impoliteness, Mr. Fool. I think the gentlemen and ladies at the same table also have the right to know that matter.”

“So, this is your judgment?” The Fool leaned to one side and chuckled, “I don’t mind. I don’t find it embarrassing, but you should understand the consequences, right?”

"Yes, Mr. Fool."

The White Wolf reveals a humble side, which is extremely inconsistent with his outwardly tough image.

After saying this, Audrey and the others began to have doubts again.

What could be so serious for a famous legendary mercenary?

And Mr. Fool's reaction, that sentence 'not too shameful'...

Has the level of involvement reached such a high level that it must be taken so seriously?

Klein cleared his throat, played two roles, and said solemnly, "Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you that there is a traitor among us."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

No one could believe this shocking fact.

Fortunately, Klein made up for it in time: "Strictly speaking, he is not a member of the party, but someone who pursued the Fool earlier."

Earlier……

Oh.

It should be when the party hasn't been established yet.

The Fool's original followers?

Ignoring the looks from the people around him, Klein continued, "The threat from the enemy is approaching."

enemy?

I see. It's a witch sect.

No one is deaf or blind. Even Alger and Derrick in the God-Forsaken Land often use various channels to learn about the specific progress of the war between the Church of Fools and the Witch Cult.

In their opinion, the enemy threat must be the Witch Cult, and the traitor probably also defected to the Original Witch.

Unexpectedly, White Wolf said something else that broke their inherent cognition. "Little Zaratul, the last descendant of the Zaratul family, personally created a series of incidents against us, the followers of the Church of Fools. I think I am not the only one who knows about this. Am I right, Mr. Xingxing?"

Leonard was slightly stunned as he didn't expect to be called out suddenly.

But thinking of the events in the Honachis Mountains and the mysterious little Zaratul, he nodded solemnly and said to the others, “Perhaps you remember that Mr. Fool’s follower, Klein Moretti, was in danger in the Honachis Mountains, and I was ordered to rush to his aid. At that time, the enemy he encountered was Little Zaratul.”

When these words were spoken, people had different reactions.

Either solemn or silent.

Even Fors, who was somewhat confused about the situation, crossed her fingers and placed them on the table, making the same classic pose as a certain commander, trying hard to keep up with everyone else.

“If I remember correctly... Little Zaratul should have lost control a long time ago..." Suddenly, Cattleya pushed up her glasses and spoke.

Spending many years in the 'Wilderness of Knowledge' has made her temperament even more profound and mysterious. Even though it is covered by the gray fog, one can still see the occasional flash of brilliance in her purple eyes.

According to the records of the Moss Ascetic Order, little Zaratul had clearly gone mad a long time ago. How could he target the believers of the Church of Fools for no reason?

Cattleya couldn't understand.

"I can explain this."

Klein controlled the white wolf and spoke in a deep voice, “The Honachis Mountains are the home of the demon wolf Antigonus. In order to obtain the extraordinary characteristics of this out-of-control angel, little Zaratul took the risk and sneaked into the other party’s palace.

Then something unexpected happened and he had to separate his historical projection from his ontology.

The body that remained in the real world fell into madness because it was incomplete, while the historical projection with the self-consciousness has been lurking in the Hornachis Mountains, waiting for an opportunity to escape. "

Klein is hiding something.

However, no one could hear the flaw in his words.

“In other words, little Zaratul is the traitor, and has now escaped and started targeting our Church of Fools?” Saint Audrey of the church asked seriously.

White Wolf nodded: "Yes, his goal is to slaughter all of us, the Fool's followers."

what? !

Hearing about such a vile act, the party members couldn't help but look towards Mr. Fool at the head.

Klein was silent for a moment, then said meaningfully, "When it comes to interests, nothing is untreatable. That little guy... in the final analysis, is nothing more than a knife."

It wasn't clear, but Audrey and the others understood it.

Little Zaratul has a god-level backer behind him!

'That Backer' may have won over Little Zaratul, who was originally a follower of the Fool, at the cost of escaping from trouble.

and many more.

Does this mean that, in addition to the "Original Witch", another enemy of Mr. Fool has also appeared!

Right--

The game between gods will not end directly at the beginning, but through the fights between their believers, the next goals and plans will be determined.

The god who cannot be named sent out little Zaratul, but how should we respond?

Judging from what Mr. Fool meant, he probably wanted them to discuss it among themselves...

Ok.

The gods are not babysitters.

If Mr. Fool has to personally instruct everything, what's the point of having them?

Once we figured this out, the discussion immediately became heated.

And Klein also revealed the current situation he is facing at the right time.

He didn't explain it clearly, like being plotted against or throwing away dangerous items that could destroy the continent. He just said that little Zaratul had mastered an extremely terrifying method to merge living things with the undead, which was extremely harmful.

Audrey and the others listened and brainstormed, and actually came up with quite a few ideas.