A Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Returning to the real world, Klein walked out of the bathroom in a relaxed manner.

As if nothing happened, he greeted Jon Joestar in the suite and proactively asked, "How do you feel?"

Jon nodded to Klein, "A magical experience...but since it is His Kingdom of God...well, you know what I mean..."

Hearing this, Klein quietly twitched the corners of his mouth.

This guy is still the same Riddler as always.

but.

Forget it~

I also have to keep my vest tight and live my life. If the eldest brother doesn’t laugh at the second brother, don’t tell anyone else.

Pulled over a chair and sat down across from Jon Joestar. Klein thought for a while and decided to find out what the other party was saying.

He coughed lightly and said, "Mr. Joestar, will you stay in Tingen during this time?"

Jon glanced at him and said, "Theoretically, yes. But in fact, I am a writer who is passionate about traveling and I am used to looking for inspiration everywhere."

In other words - this guy won't stay in Tingen City for long.

Klein was happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Jon smiled, "During this period, I will teach you some basic occult knowledge and entry-level secrets. You must be mentally prepared to endure hardships.

Of course, this is all to pave the way for your growth. "

Klein blinked and felt like he had caught something.

Although Old Neil of the Nighthawks Team is also a qualified teacher, Sequence 9 still pales in comparison to Sequence 6.

Coupled with the previous Tarot Club, Klein is almost certain that Jon Joestar is harmless before he discovers the truth about the "Lord of Source Castle".

He didn't refuse and nodded slightly.

Jon smiled, walked to the bookshelf nearby, and took out a thick book from it, "In the next three days, you must memorize the contents of this book backwards and forwards."

Klein:? ? ?

This begins!

Jon looked at him calmly, as if to say, 'What do you think'?

Klein sighed and had no choice but to take the "Introductory Guide to Occultism" and read it from the beginning.

He thought, maybe this is the cultivation that the "Master of Destiny" said.

Tsk.

Why do you feel like a kitten?

After finishing his difficult studies, Klein dragged his exhausted body back to the Blackthorn Security Company.

In the office, he saw his captain, Dunn Smith.

Seeing Klein coming, Dunn Smith quickly asked: "What happened?"

Klein shook his head slightly and smiled bitterly: "No, it's just... Captain, can you find me a partner to rotate with? I'm afraid I can't bear it by myself."

By Jon Joestar's side, he had to forcibly memorize the obscure occult knowledge, and also pay attention to Jon Joestar's every move to ensure that the Nighthawks' mission went smoothly. He was really too busy. .

It's fine during the day.

At night, I couldn't help but fight.

Anyway, Jon Joestar is not in any danger at the moment, so it is better to ask the church for help and find someone to share his pressure.

Dunn Smith thought for a while and sighed softly, "It's too difficult for me to let you monitor a mid-level strongman.

Sorry, I didn't think well. "

The Nighthawk captain was completely unaware of the impact of Sealed Artifact 008 on him. He only thought of letting a rookie monitor Jon Joestar when he had a temporary brain twitch that day.

However, now that this matter has been decided, he does not want to change it easily.

After counting the three or two big cats and kittens in the team, Dunn Smith was quite embarrassed and tentatively suggested: "Let Old Neil or Leonard join you?"

Klein thought that although Old Neil looked strong, he was old and might not be able to shoulder the task of monitoring Jon Joestar.

Emmm, it’s Leonard, the poet classmate is full of energy and is the perfect tool to complete the mission report!

So, under this situation, Leonard Mitchell was recruited by Dunn Smith and started his own night owl life...

But it was said that Klein did not go home after leaving the Blackthorn Security Company, but went directly to the Divination Club.

Play, play!

He always remembers to play a "divineer".

Facts have proved that this kind of actual experience is very effective, and he can clearly feel the traces of the potion being digested in his body.

Although very slow...

But it is indeed digesting.

The rest of life gradually became calmer.

Klein is almost four o'clock and one line, Jon Joestar's hotel, Blackthorn Security Company, Divination Club, home.

At the same time, his knowledge reserve and mastery of extraordinary abilities are also increasing step by step.

During this period, Klein used this newly acquired knowledge to create ritual magic that belonged to the Fool.

He was keenly aware that Jon Joestar was in a good mood after creating the ritual magic.

"Are you happy that the "Lord of Origin Castle" has recovered? "Klein thought.

Compared with Klein, Leonard Mitchell's mood was not so good.

No matter how big or small the task is, they all serve the Church of the Night.

But he seems to have a natural conflict with Jon Joestar. Every time he sees that guy, he will be so angry that his teeth will itch.

For example now...

Leonard Mitchell looked directly at Jon Joestar with a rare serious look on his face, "Mr. Jon, please respect yourself. You must understand that I represent the Church of the Night and the goddess. !”

"I just said that I wanted to have an 'in-depth communication' with you. What did you misinterpret? It's really impure." Jon shook his head.

As he said that, he pointed to the stack of smeared manuscript paper on the coffee table, "Forget it if you don't want to... Do you want to read my new novel? It's very interesting."

Jon Joestar is a well-known writer of fantasy novels. Leonard Mitchell knows this, but he has never been very keen on novels. He just regards reading as a way to pass the time.

Leonard Mitchell said with a straight face, "I think it's not necessary."

Jon smiled broadly and said, "Don't be so hasty in making a conclusion. Maybe you will fall in love with it."

Leonard Mitchell felt so disgusted.

If he couldn't defeat the opponent, he would have taken action long ago...

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Leonard Mitchell had no choice but to pick up the manuscript paper and read it line by line.

At first, his expression was indifferent, but as the plot progressed, his expression gradually became serious.

"A good boy should not bully a young man into poverty..." Unknowingly, Leonard Mitchell brought himself into the body of the boy named Frame Shaw.

Faced with the arrogant intimidation of the noble lady, he never gave in. How great!

But after a while, Leonard Mitchell's face became ugly.

Because he knew the reason why the young man was imprisoned by the magic potion and almost lost control - a parasite on the path of a thief!

"What do you mean?" Leonard threw Jon's manuscript on the coffee table and stared at him intently.

Jon spread his hands and said, "It's not interesting, it's just a novel. Of course, the more exciting the plot, the better."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" Leonard is a young rookie after all. He has just become an Extraordinary and does not have that much power and concentration.

Jon leaned back and said with a smile: "If it's not this, which one is it? Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

Pretend, pretend it for me again!

Leonard Mitchell frowned.

Just wanted to say something.

Suddenly, an old and tired voice came from the depths of his mind.

"Forget it, no need to cover up anymore, it looks like I've been exposed."

Pales Zoroaster, the former thief Path Sequence 1.

However, due to the special nature of the Thief's path, he was continuously hunted by Amon, and his strength was greatly reduced. He had no choice but to hide in Leonard Mitchell's body and become a grandfather.

It is worth mentioning that he really just settled down to be a grandfather and had no idea of ​​taking away Leonard Mitchell’s body. He can be called a conscientious example of a thief...

However, the old man could not figure out the whereabouts of the person in front of him at this time.

On the surface, Jon Joestar is just a Sequence 6 monster path, perhaps from the School of Life.

But if that's all, how do you find yourself, and how do you have the courage to point out the facts?

"The person who came here is not a good person." Grandpa Pales sighed secretly in his heart.

As a result, Leonard Mitchell's expression became serious.

After a long silence, Grandpa Pales said to Leonard: "Tell me that I am very curious about his origins."

Leonard Mitchell hesitated, but obeyed.

Seeing that the other party finally stopped pretending, Jon smiled, took out an expensive-looking pen from his pocket, and wrote the name of the god in three paragraphs on the back of the manuscript paper just now.

When Leonard Mitchell saw it, his eyes immediately straightened. He stood up involuntarily, gritted his teeth and said, "Infidel!"

He is a loyal believer in the goddess and has a heartfelt hatred for those who believe in all gods that are not officially recognized.

Grandpa Pales was also shocked.

"The ruler of endless time and space."

"The controller of all life's destiny."

"The Lord of Reincarnation and Restart!"

What god could have so much authority?

This is simply impossible!

He and Leonard Mitchell have different insights. Of course, it can be seen that this real name points to an extremely terrifying existence.

But he had never heard of such an evil god before...

Is it someone's trumpet?

But it’s not right, the authority doesn’t match.

In terms of reincarnation and restart, it can match the monster path, but I haven't heard of when the monster path added a Wheel of Fortune.

Weird!

It's so weird.

Jon was very satisfied when he saw that the god's name he had made up had frightened both Leonard Mitchell and Grandpa Palles.

He said seductively, "Mr. Palles, I know that your situation is not good, and I also know what you are afraid of. But it doesn't matter. We are consistent in our stance on that person."

Mr. Pales?

that one?

Leonard Mitchell was in a mess.

He suddenly realized that he still didn't know the old man inside him clearly enough, and he even forgot to ask his name...

Grandpa Pales was silent.

After a while, he asked Leonard to relay, "Why should I believe you? Besides, you are just a Sequence 6, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing?"

Jon smiled and said: "No need to test, just say whether you want to live a stable life."

Think about it, why don’t you think about it?

All the Beyonders on the Thief Path will eventually be targeted and devoured by Amon.

Pales finally escaped, and of course he didn't want to be eaten.

The risk of rashly believing in an evil god is no lower than facing Amon directly.

For a moment, Grandpa Pales could not make a decision.

Seeing this, Jon simply ignored him and pretended to pray to himself in Hermes.

Leonard was immediately furious.

Good guy, you really don’t take me, a Nighthawk of the official church, seriously.

But before he could make any move, Grandpa Pales quickly stopped him, "Slow down!"

Hearing this, Leonard Mitchell had no choice but to give up.

However, Grandpa Pales acted calmly, but it was hard to say what his true mood was.

Swear to God, he really wanted Leonard Mitchell to get out of here. But since he has been targeted by an evil god, in his current situation, no matter how hard he runs, he can't escape the opponent's grasp. He can only accept his fate and wait for the follow-up development...

To put it bluntly, Grandpa Pales has already started showing off.

Death by whose hands is not death?

It is better to be killed by the evil god than to be eaten by Amon.

A divine descending ceremony that looked fancy but was actually of no use came to an end. Jon changed his demeanor slightly and nodded to Leonard Mitchell.

Then, he took out a monocle crystal glasses that he had prepared for a long time and placed it on his eyes, and whispered: "Amon, are you here? Come here and get beaten."

Leonard Mitchell just felt bad.

This is a kind of trembling from the soul, brought to him by Grandpa Pales.

In just thirty or forty seconds, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Leonard Mitchell took a few steps back.

He didn't understand why he did this.

Perhaps, it is the instinctive reaction of a weak creature facing an apex predator...

"Don't be afraid." Jon smiled, "Just sit here, don't make any noise, put your hand on your Holy Emblem of the Night, and someone will help you hide your body."

Although Leonard Mitchell was confused, he had no other choice at this time and could only obey the instructions.

Strangely enough, the moment his fingers touched the Holy Emblem of Night, an indescribable feeling arose out of thin air.

If there is a third person here, he will find that Leonard Mitchell's figure is gradually fading.

——This is a hidden power.

Jon straightened his clothes, Shi Shiran walked to the door and turned the door handle.

But he saw a man with a pointed hat, black curly hair, black eyes, a wide forehead, and a monocle standing outside the door.

When he saw Jon, he was slightly startled for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Hello, I'm here to get beaten."

He looked at Jon and subconsciously pinched his monocle.

Jon followed suit.

At this time, Amon was a little confused, "Are you Amon too? But why don't I feel Amon's breath in you?"

Jon chuckled, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just playing with it."

Amon:......