Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 455 The Stupid Dependent
A treasure buried on an unnamed island?
This deal is doable!

Now "The Fool" has many angels under his command.

Not counting Jon Joestar, there are Azik Eggers and Will Auceptin.

When the oracle came down, a drop of blood would not be a problem.

The key is……

Is it not good to do this?

Klein couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

She knows very well that any dedication must be returned with a gift, especially for an evil god like "The Fool" who is not recognized by the world.

It is not beautiful to be greedy for profit for a while and commit a big taboo.

After thinking for a long time, Klein replied to Bernadette with the help of the gray mist: "In a few days, I will give you my own blood. Say hello to Roselle for me."

When the words fell, the contact was broken.

After his consciousness returned to the real world, Klein cut his finger with his nail and squeezed out a drop of blood when he saw no one was around.

The blood is alluring, like sweet dew.

But after a while, the spirituality evaporated, and it became no doubt like an ordinary blood drop.

Seeing this, Klein was a little disappointed.

I originally wanted to 'do it myself to have enough food and clothing', but stuck with the bug of the "primordial witch" and sold blood for money, so that the suffering during this period of time would be more valuable.

Unexpectedly, under the influence of the rules, these crooked brains are completely useless.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have secretly saved some of Baranca's blood. Forget it, I'd better ask Mr. Ards for a drop of blood. He'd better talk..." Finally, Klein made up his mind.

In return, she will share with Azik the secret about the treasure left behind by Russell.

Mutual benefit and win-win, no one suffers.

Just do it.

Klein temporarily took off the 'Chick's Ring'.

Of course, doing this didn't make her return to her original state, but her personality dropped suddenly, and she became a Sequence 6 of the 'Seer' pathway again.

Using the ability of the 'faceless man' to pinch his own face, Klein finally turned back to that bookish black-haired youth.

Changing his clothes again, he walked out of the temporary residence slowly and came to 'Jostar Manor'.

Jon wasn't there, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

Klein didn't care, and went directly to Azik.

"Mr. Ards." He laughed, "I need your help."

Seeing that it was Klein who came, Azik also smiled, "Kree... ahem, Klein, I haven't seen you lately, how are you?"

The son of death has always been gentle and considerate, seeing through without telling the truth.

After training, Klein's face was already comparable to that of a human being. There was nothing unusual about him, and he replied smoothly, "Recently, the Church of Evernight is not very stable. I have been on duty at St. Samuel's Cathedral, and I only had the chance to come out today."

You say yes, that is.

Azik still smiled.

At first glance, it looks like a loving elder coaxing a child.

Even if Klein had a tough mind, he couldn't help feeling hot when he met the instructor's half-smiley eyes. He simply cut to the chase and told the truth about the request.

After listening, Azik was silent for a while, nodded and said: "Since it is Mister Fool's order."

As he spoke, he made a small opening in the palm of his hand, and took out a drop of pure gray blood.

As soon as the blood came out, an aura of decay and silence filled the entire room.

Klein was horrified, and stepped back three steps.

When Azik saw it, he quickly sealed it with a secret technique to turn it into a crystal-clear amber, then handed it to Klein, and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, Miss Bernadette and I often meet, if she speaks in person , I will help too.

Now that it has been handed over by you, you kid can make some money out of it. "

After solving the problem of his background, Azik's disposition became brighter day by day, and his attitude towards Klein became more and more intimate.

Klein squeezed the amber and didn't speak, just giggled.

Azik shook his head and said: "The situation is turbulent, you have to become stronger as soon as possible, only by becoming a saint in the world can you have the power to protect yourself."

With his eyesight, he can naturally see that the reason why Klein possesses the power of a witch is all due to the ring inlaid with sapphires.

Although extraordinary items are also a part of strength.

However, foreign objects are foreign objects after all.

The only way to be promoted is to be promoted to the high sequence.

Hearing this, Klein nodded solemnly.

The subject changed, "Mr. Azik, where did Jon Joestar go?"

"Your Majesty Jon said that you need to visit Mr. A first, and then go to the Harvest Church to rescue someone." Azik stared at Klein, and said seriously: "Your Majesty, act on behalf of God's will, you don't need to do too much. ask."

Don't think that just because you are blessed by the gods, you can treat a king of angels no matter how big or small.

When the critical moment comes, the identity of the favored person cannot be guaranteed for you.

Azik didn't say these words to Klein Ming, but he knew that he, a smart child... Ahem, student, can understand the deep meaning.

Klein had a teachable look on his face, but he didn't care about it in his heart.

I am the "Fool" deity, and I am naturally the person with the most favored by gods.

However, what Mr. Ards said was not unreasonable.

Thinking of a guess again, Klein twitched his lips.

but.

He still decided to let nature take its course and wait until it really matters.

the other side.

In a small town fifty miles away from Backlund, Jon was having a friendly conversation with Mr. A.

In the face of a real high-sequence person, and a high-sequence person who has a pretty good relationship with the "true creator", Mr. A's attitude is very humble, "Your Majesty Jon, the Lord can gain a moment of peace, it is all up to you to manage it.

Alas, as the person in charge of the Aurora Society, I couldn't help you with that incident not long ago. "

Speaking of shame, Mr. A's body twitched for a while, as if he was about to spit out some squirming flesh and blood in the next second.

Jon was used to the characteristics of these 'secret prayers', so he hurriedly said, "It's not credit for keeping the Loen royal family stable?"

Hearing this, Mr. A's condition improved a bit, but he still lowered his head, "It's a pity that the Loen royal family still noticed something strange afterwards, turned their backs on me, and forcibly expelled me from Backlund."

"Deportation is already the best result. If they weren't so busy, they might have to do something to you." Jon smiled, "And, this is also a chance to start over, isn't it?"

Of course, Mr. A knew what the other party was talking about, and echoed: "I am very relieved to hand over the Aurora Society to Sherlock, he is the favored person of the Lord, no different from me.

It's just that most of the newly recruited believers are ordinary people, and the hidden members are only a few 'hermits'. At that time, I'm afraid he won't be able to get things done if he doesn't have capable men who can drive him. "

It is because there are no extraordinary people that they can start all over again.

Otherwise, they would be replaced by a bunch of 'secret prayers', who would stop doing anything all day long and just pack them up and send them to a mental hospital.

"Don't worry, I'll help him." Jon took a sip of his tea and said something indifferent.

Mr. A was overjoyed, he couldn't say anything else, he could only sigh a few times in his heart, "Good luck Sherlock."

Jon pondered for a moment, and then said: "In short, I have given you the sea chart. It is up to you to decide whether to make a pilgrimage or not."

It’s okay not to mention this, but once this is mentioned, Mr. A couldn’t sit still, and said madly: “Even if we die a thousand times or ten thousand times, we will return to the embrace of the Lord!”

"Good." Jon nodded.

Dealing with these fanatics is simply too simple, just give them a sea chart, point to the east and say that this is the kingdom of God of the "True Creator".

With the goal of pilgrimage, presumably the Aurora Society in other places will also hear the news and move, and it can no longer harm people.

Moreover, Jon also has the intention of letting these people go to thunder.

The Land Abandoned by the Gods will reappear sooner or later. These members of the Aurora Society have no other strengths. Each of them is particularly durable, like an earthworm.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Jon stood up and said goodbye.

With a thought, he returned to Backlund City.

The atmosphere in the city became more and more tense. Although the demonstration was suppressed, the dissatisfaction of the people was visible to the naked eye.

In addition to the recent news of defeat on the frontline battlefield, as well as the previous wave of unemployment and the great smog incident, the rule of the Augustus family is already in jeopardy.

Under such circumstances, the Conservative Party, which lost the Duke of Negan, miraculously stood up again.

The father of Jon's friend, Sir Syndras, acting Conservative Party leader.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that there is a bigger force behind Sir Syndras...

Jon doesn't know much about politics, and he doesn't bother to study it.

All he knew was that under the pressure of internal and external troubles, King Loen decided to hold a public speech at the beginning of next month, announcing the withdrawal of troops, and abolishing some bills.

What seems like a concession is actually a desperate fight.

Jon was as clear as a mirror in his heart, but he didn't care.

In the original trajectory of fate, Klein was the only one who disrupted the ceremony of becoming a god.Now that the gods have changed their positions, and there are existences like Amon Adam watching over them, it is strange that George III can become a god.

Taking a leisurely pace, Jon came to the Harvest Church on Rose Street in the south area of ​​the bridge.

The church is relatively small, far less grand than St. Mussel's Cathedral.

Jon looked up, glanced at the logo of the Goddess of the Earth, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and strode in without knocking on the door.

Entering it, what came into view was a tall and straight figure, diligently wiping the already clean candlesticks and teaching chairs.

"I will escape sooner or later!"

"Damn psychological hint!"

"Dignified blood race, how can it be like this..."

His hair was combed back obliquely, he was a handsome young man with a pair of blood red eyes in his seriousness.He has a delicate and handsome appearance, with a sense of arrogance in his brows, but a bit feminine in his gestures.

Perhaps because he was too focused, the vampire youth didn't notice that someone came in, and kept wiping.

Jon coughed lightly.

The young man of the blood race was taken aback, and quickly turned his head, frowning, "It's broad daylight, why are you so quiet when you walk?"

"It's obviously a vampire, but he said that others are walking quietly." Jon swaggered closer to the other party, "Don't you think it's a little ridiculous?"

"You are?" Seeing that the visitor is so confident, the blood youth is at a loss.

Jon said directly: "Someone asked me to take you out."

"What? Great!" The vampire youth was immediately overjoyed.

His real name was Emlyn White, he was a born blood, and he was born as an Extraordinary.

Unlike most blood races, he hates socializing and doesn't bother to integrate into human society. He is only interested in dolls. Most of his income from work is devoted to this hobby, and even goes to the hospital to buy blood for food. It can be said to be a model of Two-dimensional in the blood family.

However, it was such a harmless thing to humans and animals that accidentally strayed into the Harvest Church due to the side effects of a certain Extraordinary item. It can be said that the handyman is extremely unlucky.

Now that he heard someone rescue him, Emlyn threw the rag on the ground and ran towards Jon cheering.

But at this moment, a figure like a hill appeared behind Emlyn, "Where are you going?"

Hearing this voice, Emlyn immediately stopped and turned around stiffly.

But Bishop Utravsky was looking at him kindly.

Meeting that look, Emlyn's legs immediately went limp.

When he still persisted and refused to bow his head, he gritted his teeth and said, "Where am I going to report to you? Let me tell you, my family sent someone to rescue me!"

Bishop Utravsky said nothing, looked at Jon, and saluted respectfully.

Jon nodded, "Man, I took it away."

"Please help yourself." The giant priest smiled gently and kindly.

Jon didn't say much, he waved and called Emlyn to his side, "Let's go."

It's that simple?
Emlyn thought a fierce battle would break out.

It seems that Utravsky guy is just a spectacle.

If I had known this before, I might as well have risked my life to the death, so that I might not be able to bluff the other party. ...

Thinking of this, Emlyn ran away from the Harvest Church.

What he didn't know was that after he and Jon disappeared, Bishop Utravsky smiled slightly and made a gesture of embracing the baby, "Praise the Mother God."

Not to mention what kind of oracle Goddess of the Earth sent down, and Emlyn, who had regained his freedom, looked at the north and south streets, and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, "How long have I been trapped, why is Backlund so deserted?"

Turning his head, he asked again: "By the way, who asked you to come?"

Jon replied truthfully, "Lily asked Manman to tell me that there is a stupid family member who happens to be my cat's helper, so I came to get you."

Manman?

Lily?

Where and where.

Emlyn said with disdain: "Oh, Lily Manman, it doesn't sound like a good thing."

The moment the words fell, a chill ran down the soles of his feet towards Tianling.

The hairs of the Two-dimensional blood race suddenly stood up.

He looks at the sky.

It's not raining.

How can it be cold?

It's really weird.

Jon looked at Emlyn and agreed very much: "It really is stupid."

The topic changed, "In short, I will take care of you for the time being, and I will take you to an interesting place on Monday next week."

Emlyn squinted at Jon, "Who are you? Why should I listen to you."

How can the noble blood family be threatened.

Mere humans!

Jon smiled and cut the large size in seconds.

Emlyn's expression froze on his face.

His legs softened and he knelt down.

This breath...

Even those blood clan elders who have been sleeping for a long time are not so scary!

Jon restrained the aura of the mythical creature, and asked unhurriedly, "Any questions?"

Emlyn shook his head obediently, "It's gone."

Moved?
Don't dare to move. Don't dare to move.

Jon was very satisfied, and brought Emlyn to Bridge District Hospital.

I can't drink blood during this time, so I can see how thin the child is...

(End of this chapter)