JOJO: Bizarre Adventure

Sardinia, Alguero.

Outside the church welfare home.

"What do you think of 'Hot Girl'?"

Trish still felt resistant towards these suspicious individuals.

The three people who came to see her were Guld, Pages, and Sakorgio.

Why those three? Because they look like respectable people.

Indeed, if you want to appear normal, you at least have to be white.

Okay, we've eliminated about half of them.

Then the design shouldn't be too exaggerated.

Yes, I'm talking about you, Polnareff, who's 1.8 meters tall and has nearly 2 meters of hair.

Of course, it's not just him; people like Ticiano and Hormageo are no good either—they don't look like good people at all.

Then some people might ask, "Why not Stefano?"

No, his high profile is one aspect, but more importantly, his injuries make him quite conspicuous.

Of the remaining people, Ke Laibo is a doctor, and the rescue couldn't be done without him, so only these three could go.

Moreover, with the strength of these three, they can handle almost any situation.

And the person in charge was Pages.

Firstly, because he already held a high position, and secondly, because he appeared to be a good person.

But as we all know, he seems like a good person.

"You don't need to ask me quietly in your heart; they can see me."

This is the reply from "Spicy Girl".

"How...how did she know?"

To Paget, asking this question was no different from raising his arms and shouting "I'm a idiot!"

"Now that you already know, there's no need for us to pretend anymore. We both possess a special power called 'Stand,' which is a unique talent."

Different Stands have different abilities; today's mold crisis is caused by the Stand ability of a person named Ciocrot.

"And then what? What does that have to do with me?"

“Of course it’s related, Miss Trish.”

Paget always wore a polite smile.

"Because Jokrat's purpose in massacring the city was to kill you."

"Kill...me?"

"Yes, you may be wondering, but please allow me to explain."

Pages gradually took control of the conversation.

“He was sent by your father to kill you, and he will use any means necessary to achieve that goal.”

"My father? Do you know who my father is?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't know these things."

Your father is the mastermind behind Italy's largest underground organization, Passion, though we don't know his real name.

All that is known is that he once had a child in Sardinia, and that child is the key to finding him.

To conceal his identity, he didn't hesitate to massacre the entire Alghero region and even the surrounding area, just to get rid of you.

Trish digested the information in Paiges's words.

"Then why did the mold suddenly disappear?"

"Because we killed Jokorat, his abilities naturally disappeared."

"Then what do you want with Trish?"

Hearing this, the "hot girl," who hadn't spoken for a long time, asked.

"It's simple, we need to take down the boss behind [Passion]."

I know this will put you in danger, but you also need to know that you will still be in danger if we don't do this.

Moreover, it is life-threatening.

We've taken care of Chokora this time, but what about next time?

This is good for both of us. As long as the boss, [Enthusiasm], is alive, you're still in danger.

Paget's point was valid, but Spice Girl responded:

"But why should I believe you? You might be lying, wouldn't you?"

"But you have no choice. Our strength far surpasses yours, that's a fact. There are more than a dozen of us, all of them highly skilled Stand users."

With our capabilities, we have no reason to lie to you.

"No, you do. If you are really lying to us, we have no way of knowing."

You may be trying to get us to do something that we have to do voluntarily, or you may be afraid that we will threaten to kill ourselves and we will all perish together.

All of these are possible.

These words left Paget speechless, after all...

She has a point.

"If you don't trust us, then you should at least trust the hero who overthrew Kaz!"

At this point, Guld spoke up.

"What's the meaning,"

"We came here on this mission with Qiao Zhou, Nakajima Katsuki, and others. You can check to see if their appearance and information match."

"We can take you to see them now."

Seeing Guldur's confident demeanor, everyone suddenly realized that it made sense.

"Is this so..."

"Spicy Girl" was about to say something when Trish interrupted her.

"No need. I believe what they say. 'Hot Girl,' you go back. I'll take responsibility for all the consequences."

Seeing that her true form had made up her mind, "Hot Girl" couldn't say anything more and could only let her do as she pleased.

"The three of you, I'll go with you."

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Half an hour later, everyone gathered together.

"Bound feet!"

"Little Feet" appeared, shrinking everyone here and putting them on a piece of paper manipulated by Eloto.

These people are Qiao Zhou, Nakajima Katsuki, Tanshan Yu, Avdel, Polnareff, Chicken, Ozaki Koyo, Guled, Coribo, Stefano, Ticano, Holmageo, Liouan, Sakorgio, Paiges, Grace, Trish, and Elotte.

The group's lineup was quite strong; as I said before, they were perfect except for the lack of a healer.

"A tough guy from the windy city!"

And so, the group embarked on their journey to Naples.

Looking around at his teammates, Qiao Zhou couldn't help but sigh.

"Next time I go out, I must bring a wet nurse!"

Because he didn't have a wet nurse, he still has a broken arm.

Of course, we can't force people to do things they don't want to do; we can only conscript volunteers.

Except in special circumstances, such as now, if Giorno refuses to help them after they find him, then they will have to find a way to force him.

"Once we find Giorno, we'll do this and that, and then we'll do that and that..."

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Cairo, Egypt.

"How did things go, Enya?"

"Reporting to Lord Dio, we are already coordinating manpower and will soon be able to establish detailed arrangements. In addition, the list of threatening Stand user organizations has been almost compiled and can be submitted to you for review."

“You did a great job, Enya. When I become the king of this world, all of you will be heroes.”

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Virgil Estate, London, England.

"Sir, Mr. Harder is back."

Virgil remained seated on the armchair, elegantly turning the pages of his book.

"Okay, I understand. Let him get some rest."

"Yes, sir."

After the butler left, Virgil began to mutter to himself.

"Honestly, Had's abilities aren't very versatile, and he's not qualified to be a combatant at all."

If it weren't for Farinata's prophecy, this guy would probably just be a nobody.

"Hellish City of Dis, how long can you hold this position, brat…"

A playful smile appeared on Virgil's face.

"Sigh... I actually miss that guy a little. Although he had a bad temper and terrible interpersonal relationships, he was still a useful gun."

At least in Dis City, you hold your position more securely and are more competent...

I hope you're not dead.

Diablo, my lord…