The Mystery:The Witch and the Scourge

Joyce was both looking forward to it and a little timid, just like the timid feeling of being close to home.

On the one hand, he believed that he was once an ancient human being hanging in Source Castle. If he was lucky enough to join the Tarot Society and enter the Source Castle, would it bring about some kind of change and allow him to get closer to the truth of his time travel?

However, he also deeply realized that everything he had done since the beginning of time travel had not changed any of his original destiny...

Kill Ove, the original owner of the Bay Tree Bar, let "Hercules" Olds take over, and hold an extraordinary party...

Witnessed Alger getting the extraordinary materials of "Navigator" and returning on the ghost ship...

Judging from the existing facts, he is more like a fish, constantly tumbling in the long river of destiny, but unable to jump out...or like a tinker, completing the original destiny...

Is it just a comfort to think of the Quaternary antiquities that I have collected so hard? In fact, it is useless...

The storm outside is still continuing, the waves are beating hard on the sea surface, making strong collision sounds, and the howling wind is like a miserable howl, penetrating into the ears, making people upset.

Constantly worrying about gains and losses, Joyce chose to enter a meditative state, and slowly, he calmed down.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly there was the sound of fighting in the cabin, accompanied by the sound of broken boards and the man's exclamation.

He opened his eyes, looked at the few ancient objects that had not changed, and then looked at the time. It was already close to ten o'clock.

Sighing deeply... Disappointment? Confusion? More of a helplessness towards fate...

Joyce packed the useless Quaternary antiquities into the suitcase again, gathered his emotions, and walked out of the cabin. As expected, he only saw Mr. Hunter alone.

"What happened?" he asked knowingly.

Hunter found that there seemed to be an inexplicable change in Joyce in front of him, but it was incomprehensible and indistinguishable. He shook out strange thoughts and replied:

"I don't know, it seems like there was a fight in the captain's cabin?"

Joyce nodded.

Soon, the yellow-haired Sainz walked out of the captain's cabin... After all, there were two guys outside who were temporarily unknown friends and foes... Faced with the curious eyes of the two, he smiled:

"Alger accidentally fell down and knocked over something. Nothing happened."

Poor excuse... The same thought immediately flashed through Hunter and Joyce's minds, but they tacitly accepted this explanation.

Naturally, Mr. Hunter did not want to stir up trouble, but Joyce understood the truth: the sound of fighting was because Alger killed the captured captain of the original ghost ship...

It seems that he joined the Tarot Society, met "The Fool" Klein, and became the "Hanged Man".

Fate ignored Joyce's prayers.

The story officially begins, but there is no shot of him.

"A new era has begun."

Joyce looked at the weaker storm and thought silently in his heart, just like Alger who was staying in the captain's cabin.

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At half past five in the afternoon, Alger knocked on the door and said:

"We will soon catch up with the ship in front."

"So fast?"

Joyce was quite surprised. He could understand that there must be something special about the ghost ship, but the time seemed too short.

Alger explained: "The ship seemed to be short of manpower and its sailing speed did not reach the standard speed. Coupled with the impact of the storm, the speed became even slower, so we easily caught up."

It turns out that this is the case... It should be that the internal fighting between the first mate and the second mate was quite fierce, resulting in not many sailors surviving. And the pirate ship was not a ghost ship, so it would not be able to run fast without enough sailors... Qiao

Yis accepted this explanation and followed Alger to the deck.

The storm last night came without warning and went away without any warning, as if the "Lord of the Storm" had lost his temper...

The sky has begun to clear up, the warm sunshine shines on the sea, the fog is filled, and the colorful rainbow creates a colorful bridge between the ship's hull and the sea.

It is said that they are about to catch up, but that is a conclusion based on the sea area. In fact, the two ships are still far away.

However, Joyce had already seen familiar figures standing on the deck of the pirate ship, which was the sturdy first mate and several familiar sailors.

The yellow-haired Sainz was standing at the bow of the boat. When he noticed that everyone had arrived, he asked:

"The people on that ship just sent a signal and asked what we do...how to answer?"

Hearing this, Alger turned his attention to Joyce. This was the opponent's target, and it was up to him to decide how to act.

"It can be said that we lost a lot of supplies in the storm and want to exchange for some food... Anyway, as long as we can board the pirate ship."

Joyce simply made a suggestion and left the decision to the professionals at random.

Sainz looked at Alger, who nodded, and then he sent the signal.

Soon, a signal came from the pirate ship, and Sainz interpreted:

"The other side rejected our request and asked us to leave immediately, otherwise we would open fire."

Joyce laughed "haha" twice, took two steps forward, and said firmly:

"Then come closer. I believe you have the ability...to deal with pirates. Do you still need a reason?"

"Hahaha, have fun, count me in when you board the ship later!"

Sainz smiled boldly, and then controlled the ghost ship to quickly approach.

The pirate ship was in a panic. Because of the heavy losses caused by the previous internal fighting, one sailor had to wear multiple hats, which inevitably led to some confusion.

The first round of shells was few and deflected. After calibration, the accuracy was better, but unfortunately it was still unable to hit the flexible ghost ship... Moreover, even if it was hit, the hull would automatically repair, so the outcome was already doomed.

"Mr. First Mate, you won't forget me so soon, will you?"

Joyce stood on the bow of the boat and shouted loudly: "It's very rude of you to drive the boat away without saying a word!"

"Where's Roy?"

Although the first mate did not have super eyesight, with his telescope, he had already discovered Joyce and Hunter. This was the reason why he chose to go to war.

"He's dead," Joyce responded.

Dead! How is that possible? The first mate was shocked, and heard the "inconspicuous boy who likes gambling" on the other side continue to say:

"I will personally send him back to the embrace of death. You stop the boat first and I can show you the evidence!"

The first mate decisively refused: "No need, I am rendezvousing with the fleet of 'Vice Admiral Dusk'. Since you have a ship, please leave on your own!"

Joyce shook his head, not wanting to waste any more words, and turned around to find the surprised and wary looks in Alger and Sainz's eyes.

"Roy?"

Alger asked in a deep voice: "The captain of the No. 3 ship attached to 'Vice Admiral Twilight', 'Flaming Lion' Roy?"

Joyce showed a kind smile: "Yes, he died on the island in the center of the lake."

Alger mentally raised the strength of these two people to another level. They could kill a big pirate worth 3,500 pounds. They would definitely not be some unknown guy.

"What to do next?" he asked cautiously.

Joyce's smile did not diminish and she said in a brisk tone:

"Come up here and send these pirates to their captain."