Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Bright's departure marked Joyce's complete escape from the vortex created by "William's death".

After thinking about it, the whole matter ended, Ianna was killed, Brett was sent back to Backlund, and Emily disappeared without a trace... It seemed that I didn't even have anyone to share the fruits of victory.

Joyce took off his hat and saluted, not just to mock Brett, but to bid farewell to his past self.

At the same time, he was also very clear that Bright would not be devastated because of this. If given the chance, this reckless major general decided not to mind killing himself.

Of course, so do I...

Just wait in Backlund, I will go there... Joyce sneered inwardly, then turned and left.

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Joyce ran into a man rushing out the door at the Elder Tree Bar.

The man looked flustered and ran away without saying a word.

However, Joyce saw his face clearly, saw that it was only a teenage boy, and withdrew his stressed right hand and let him go.

Pushing the door and entering the bar, Mr. Hunt followed behind and went straight to the bar.

"Two cups of Bayamhland."

Joyce skillfully took out the coins and put them on the counter, looked around, and asked casually:

"Who was that person who ran out just now?"

The young bartender poured the wine, pushed it to the two, and replied absent-mindedly:

"His name is Barron. He is an orphan. He is looking for help from adventurers during this time. Unfortunately, he doesn't even have the money to issue the entrustment."

After the brief explanation, he stared at Joyce and said, "What do you two do, are you very strange?"

Joyce smiled, raised his glass, swallowed reluctantly, and controlled the twitching movements of his facial muscles,

"Adventurers from Loen, I heard that commissions can be accepted here..."

"Do you have any recommendations?"

"A new adventurer." The bartender muttered, turned around and began to wipe the cup, and said lukewarmly:

"The entrustment is posted over there, go and see for yourself..."

He stopped talking suddenly, quietly pocketed the two soli banknotes on the table, and then said with a smile on his face:

"What type of commission do you want?"

Joyce smiled: "We came to the sea for the treasure, so we naturally like to make money...Of course we don't mind exchanging pirates' heads for bounties."

The bar looked the two of them up and down, "tsk tsk" twice, and then sighed:

"New people are new people."

"I'll give you a free piece of advice. On the sea, never provoke pirates, otherwise you won't even know how you will die."

Joyce nodded approvingly, then asked curiously:

"How do you know I'm new?"

The bartender chuckled, "Because the adventurers who dared to provoke pirates are almost dead."

"Well, I still want to live for two more years!" Joyce shrugged intentionally, admitted himself as a rookie adventurer, and continued to chat:

"Then let's talk about the treasure."

As soon as the words were finished, a drunken man suddenly walked over, and with a bang, he smashed the empty glass on the table:

"Have another glass of Lie Langqi, this is what a man should drink!"

The bartender turned to pour the wine. The man hiccupped and exhaled an unpleasant smell of alcohol. Drowsy-eyed, he found Joyce and tried to pat him on the shoulder, but the latter easily avoided him.

The big man froze for a moment, then put it behind him, and said carelessly:

"Boy, you're new here... I give you a great opportunity to join my fleet and set sail tomorrow. One day, there will be a pirate general on this sea!"

The bartender interrupted the drunk man's bragging: "Your wine is worth one soli."

The latter took out crumpled banknotes and handed them over, picked up his wine glass, and staggered towards the crowd, seemingly forgetting the bold words he had just said to Joyce.

"He is a coward. He often argues to go to sea, but he gets drunk every day, and repeats the process the next day..."

The bartender introduced at the side: "Don't look at his current appearance, he used to be a little famous adventurer, but all his companions were killed by pirates, and finally he gave up on himself and became like this."

Then, he took out a stack of papers from the lower drawer: "These are all entrustments about the treasure..."

"Remember to keep your eyes open to distinguish which ones are true and which ones are lies..."

In the end, he whispered: "Although most of them are fake!"

Knowing that the other party was reminding himself, Joyce smiled, and gave half a pack to Mr. Hunter, who pretended to be a master without saying a word, and began to look through it casually.

The entrustment above... Well, it should be said that there are all kinds of "cheats", but they all follow the basic principle: there are clues to a huge treasure, but due to various reasons, lack of funds makes it impossible to set sail, and you will be able to share your life evenly if you join. Wealth that can't be spent...

Compared with illegal fundraising, this deception is a bit clumsy... Joyce was thinking amusedly while watching, when he was suddenly touched by Mr. Hunter's elbow.

He immediately understood, and turned around to see a man with a fierce appearance walking into the bar, which made the noise of the customers much quieter.

The man's hair is quite thick, with a beard, and two thick eyebrows that are almost connected into a line. The most eye-catching thing is his hair, which is tied into more than a dozen small braids, raised in all directions, swaying and swinging as he walks. It looks like a spider web.

It was born in the wrong era. If it were in the 21st century, this hairstyle could be called art... But how would he sleep at night, wouldn't he be in a panic?

Joyce slandered inwardly, he recognized this man, and he also knew why he had such a great deterrent effect.

"The captain of the No. 3 subsidiary ship of 'Vice Admiral Dusk', 'Flame Lion' Roy."

The young bartender beside him said softly, as if whispering: "This is the real big man at sea!"

Loen's single country bounty is 3,500 pounds...Joyce added in his heart, how dare he appear in front of so many people openly?

Then, something even more shocking happened...

This pirate, who was worth more than "Raging Flame" Danitz, was suddenly surrounded by flames, and then he stepped forward with his left foot as usual, and his figure suddenly appeared ten steps away, causing the audience to exclaim.

Manipulating flames, teleporting..."Arsonist"? Or "magician"?

As the pirate Roy who suddenly appeared disappeared from everyone's sight, the noise in the bar resumed, but Joyce found a few people sneaking out... He turned his head and asked curiously:

"This big pirate's blatant appearance, isn't he afraid of being killed and exchanged for a bounty?"

The bartender looked at him with contempt, as if looking at a fool:

"You are so powerful, why didn't you do it just now?"

"And even if those people go to report, by the time the official people arrive, they will have already disappeared."

Joyce laughed twice, and did not refute, but asked his real doubts:

"Does he often appear in the bar?"

The young bartender glanced at him and said nothing until he touched the two soli that Joyce took out again. Then he moved closer and said mysteriously:

"A few days ago, 'Vice Admiral Twilight' fought with "Admiral Blood", and the result was heavy losses...'Flame Lion' Roy is recruiting men!"

Then he raised his head slightly, and said longingly: "Joining his fleet is equivalent to joining the fleet of the pirate general. Thinking about it is awesome!"

With a flash in his eyes, Joyce asked, "Is the news accurate?"

The bartender said to himself: "Our boss said it himself, how could it be false!"