Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 432 Taking over the Aurora Society

Time flies by and it's Monday again.

The street in the morning is frosty and dewy.

"Have you noticed that the fog is getting thicker recently?" Jon sniffled, seemingly casually.

Klein, who was wearing a vest, heard this, and said helplessly, "This is the characteristic of Backlund, isn't it?"

"Numbness is a hotbed of death, and fate indicates that some bad things are happening." Jon's expression slightly restrained, "I think we should be prepared."

When Klein, who didn't take it seriously at first, heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He knew that Extraordinary people in the 'monster' pathway often have extremely keen intuition, not to mention that behind Jon Joestar stood a 'starry sky evil god' who seemed to be in charge of the authority of fate.

"So, Backlund is not a safe place, am I going to find an opportunity to escape?" Klein thought to himself.

But soon, he abandoned the idea.

What are you doing?

No prospects!
He is an official member of the Church of Evernight, and if he is undecided, he can just find the goddess.

If even the goddess can't solve it...

Well, when the time comes, you can run with a clear conscience.

Seeing no one around, Klein deliberately lowered his voice, "What about the 'bad thing' you said?"

"Don't think about it. Matters of this level have nothing to do with you. If you really want to take action, you can only do it yourself."

Jon smiled, "My friend, don't say I didn't remind you, I have recruited a group of high-quality believers for Him recently, and your position as a favored one may not be so stable anymore."

Hearing this, three black lines appeared unconsciously on Klein's forehead.

sorry~
The gods are me, and the favored ones are me.

Everything is me.

The kind of possibility you imagined is not true at all.

As they approached their destination, the attitude of the two of them gradually changed.

Jon smiled slightly, "Mr. Sherlock, I don't seem to have congratulated you on officially becoming a 'listener'."

Klein quickly entered the state, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his expression was stern.But if you look closely, you will find the madness suppressed in the depths of your eyes.

He lifted his hat slightly, smiled very restrainedly and said, "It is my honor to be able to listen to the Lord's gospel at any time."

Jon shrugged noncommittally.

While talking, the two walked into the villa.

Klein took Jon with ease to find the owner of this place, Mr. A, the person in charge of Backlund's Aurora Society.

"Nice meeting, Mr. Joestar." Mr. A expressed a gentle expression, "Let me introduce myself, I am the missionary of the Lord, you can call me Mr. A."

"Hello." Jon's attitude was neutral.

Mr. A didn't care either, and focused on Klein.

Silently feeling the aura emanating from the other party, he nodded with satisfaction, "Sherlock, I did not misunderstand you. Being able to make further progress in such a short period of time shows that you have indeed obtained the Lord's favor."

Hearing this, Klein bowed his head humbly, "Praise be to Allah."

Mr. A has everything, "Praise my Lord."

Jon seemed expressionless, but the soul of Le Ziren was burning in his heart.

Good guy, you pretend to be real, you are worthy of being the 'lord of the vest', and your acting skills are only inferior to me, Joe.

After routinely praising the "True Creator", Mr. A stretched out his hand to invite, "Mr. Joestar, I have been famous for you for a long time, come, please sit down."

Jon had no choice but to sit down on the leather sofa.

Mr. A was not in a hurry to get to the point, but said to Klein, "Sherlock, you have nothing to do here for the time being."

Klein was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't say anything, turned and left the living room.

And Mr. A personally poured tea for Jon, "Mr. Joestar, I will make it clear. I hope you can join us and return to the embrace of the Lord."

Since Sherlock Moriarty is to be absorbed into the club and cultivated as a backbone, it is natural to investigate the relationships around him.

When Mr. A saw that Sherlock Moriarty had a close relationship with Backlund's famous "wild extraordinary" Jon Joestar, he had the idea of ​​drawing him into the Aurora Society.

Different ways?

It's okay, the Lord doesn't care.

Jon smiled, "Mr. A, you are not the first person to try to pull me into the extraordinary organization, and I don't think you will be the last."

After pondering for a moment, he said again: "I am ashamed to say that I am not a believer of any gods, but a follower of fate itself, but I have great respect for the Creator."

As he spoke, he drew a horizontal line and a vertical line on his chest, forming an obvious inverted cross.

Seeing Mr. A, the smile on his face couldn't help but be sincere.

But he still refused to let Jon go, and said in a deep voice: "The Lord has borne a painful fate for the world, isn't that enough to bring you back into His arms?"

Jon didn't continue, and suddenly said another thing, "Mr. A, I wonder how much do you know about the angels serving the Creator?"

As the words fell, the expression on Mr. A's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and the skin all over his body was churning back and forth, as if something was about to break out.

"Those...shameful betrayers!" He gritted his teeth, obviously knowing the truth quite well.

This is normal.

As long as he can survive the risk of losing control and advance to Sequence 5, he will even become the person in charge of Backlund, an international city. No matter how he looks at it, Mr. A can be called the favored one of the "True Creator".

In those crazy ravings, he learned many secrets from several epochs ago, and he knew that the righteous gods now are all shameless people who betrayed the Creator.

Jon pretended not to see those weird scenes, and said in a deep voice: "Not long ago, I met Ouroreus, you know, even if I choose to serve the Creator, there will never be two angels of fate by his side .”

Hearing this, Mr. A's abnormality suddenly disappeared, his eyes widened, and some terrifying thoughts naturally appeared in his heart.

Jon smiled, "Now, you know why I can live so freely without joining any extraordinary organization."

In an instant, beads of sweat rolled down from the corner of his forehead. Mr. A swallowed nervously, and lowered his head deeply, "I'm too rude, my lord...Your Majesty Jon."

"Don't be so nervous, I'm not interested in disputes, I just want to witness the colorful destiny of all beings."

Speaking of this, Jon said meaningfully: "And fate tells me that the chance to give him a moment of peace will be in the not-too-distant future, Mr. A, are you ready?"

Mr. A doesn't know why.

At this moment, a hoarse and crazy voice suddenly sounded from the back of his mind, "Do as he says!"

"Obey!" Without thinking about anything else, Mr. A hurriedly knelt down, two lines of clear tears of blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Jon thought about it.

After a while, he couldn't help but laugh.

If you sell me face, I will return your favor.

quite fair--

Staring at Mr. A condescendingly, Jon said: "Recently, pay more attention to the actions of the Loen military, and always pay attention to the actions of Intis's ambassador to Backlund, and stop all acts of recruiting believers."

He thought for a while, and then said: "Also, don't tell Sherlock Moriarty my real identity. You know, in a long life, there are always some special things to embellish the color."

"Good luck, Sherlock." Mr. A sighed sincerely.

At the same time, he became more determined to cultivate the other party's idea, whether it is public or private, it is very beneficial.

Although he left the living room, Klein never left.

He was very curious about the conversation between Jon and Mr. A.

However, he didn't have the guts to eavesdrop, so he could only wait quietly outside the door, waiting for the final result.

About half an hour later, Mr. A sent Jon out respectfully.

Klein straightened up slightly. Before he could speak, Mr. A took the first step and said, "Sherlock, digest the 'Listener' potion as soon as possible. I have prepared the potion formula and extraordinary materials for Sequence 7 for you."

Klein: ? ? ?

Is it an illusion?

Why did he feel that Mr. A's appreciative attitude had a touch of hospitality.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, he nodded, "I will."

Jon didn't tell the truth, and said goodbye in a friendly way, "In this case, I'll go first."

"Please go slowly." Mr. A smiled gently.

When Jon and Klein left the villa, Klein finally couldn't suppress the doubt in his heart, and said, "What's going on, why does it feel like he..."

"A little too friendly, isn't it?" Jon smiled. "I didn't actually do anything, but inadvertently revealed my real sequence, and by the way, temporarily took the entire Aurora Society for my own use."

Klein was immediately speechless.

The leader of the cult wooed you, and you became the leader of the cult, right?
Jon smiled brightly, "This is a considerable force, and it can gain the friendship of the creator. Although there is no guarantee that we will support the lord in the final battle, at least we can do nothing to help each other."

After hearing this, Klein's head felt dizzy.

But he was keenly aware of the key information hidden in it,
- the final fight
Do you mean the sequence and the battle of authority?
The enemy of the Fool, Amon, the angel who once served the original Creator, is the biggest challenge he faces in this extraordinary world!
Klein sighed, and said in a complicated tone: "The next time something like this happens again, remember to notify me in advance. If there is anything I can do to help, I will never refuse."

If Klein is the heroine of the GAL game, it can be clearly seen that his favorability for Jon is rising crazily...

Jon put his hands in his pockets, "Okay, remember, your current strength is still too weak, so you can't intervene in many things at all."

The topic changed, "But it doesn't matter, the sequence can be improved slowly, you 'magician', you will soon have an unparalleled huge stage.

By then, there will be many people watching your performance. "

Klein clenched his fist lightly and said word by word, "I'm looking forward to it."

……

……

At [-]:[-] p.m., Klein picked up a newspaper and walked slowly into the bathroom of the detective office, and walked four steps backwards into the gray mist.

First, he replayed the topic of the Tarot Club in his mind. He changed into a more casual posture and waited quietly for the arrival of the party members.

Not long after, hazy shadows sat on the armchairs engraved with various mysterious symbols.

The energetic Audrey was just about to say hello when she caught sight of a strange figure beside her and across from her.

"New member!" She felt extremely excited.

The addition of new members means that the Tarot Club is even stronger.

Sharon and Fowles, who attended the party for the first time, were also carefully observing the figures whose faces were unclear.Perhaps because they had a good understanding, they all set their eyes on the armchair engraved with the wheel of fortune.

That's right, it's him...

"I'm glad we have two new members. Miss Temperance and Miss Magician." Klein, who was wearing the Fool's vest, said with a smile.

Sharon remained silent.

Forsi was a little cramped.

All of this was seen by Audrey.

"Miss Temperance's clothes are classic and gorgeous, and her personality is quite cold, as if she is indifferent to everything, but he and Mister Fate seem to have some unknown communication, are they acquaintances?"

"Magician... Speaking of this temperament and attire, she can't be Miss Forsi!"

Audrey quietly lowered her head.

She knew that if she could see through Fors, then Fors would definitely discover her true identity.

Yes, embarrassing.

Just as Audrey thought, Fors did notice Audrey's existence.

After all, the two interacted quite frequently in private, and they also had some special understanding of each other.

Now she finally understood why the 'Becklund's Most Dazzling Gem' was picked up by Jon Joestar, because those two were basically together!

In any case, the party is still going on in an orderly manner.

According to the usual practice, Audrey and Alger handed over the "Rosell's Diary" they had collected to Klein.

By the way, because of the improvement of the sequence, the two of them no longer need to laboriously write diaries by hand, but can directly manifest their thoughts as soon as they move.

While Klein was reading the diary, all the party members sat obediently in their chairs, waiting quietly.

After Klein finished reading the diary, he spoke with a smile, indicating that the party can proceed.

At the end of the sentence, Alger went uncharacteristically and took a step forward: "Mr. Fate, Miss Justice, I have returned to the sea and successfully took over part of Qilingos' wealth, and you also have a share of it."

The 'Vice Admiral Hurricane' Qilingos who died not long ago in the alley in the backlund dock area?
Forsi and Sharon's hearts moved.

It is said that Qilingus' death was ultimately caused by the Extraordinary of the Church of Storms, but judging by this meaning, it should be a rumor...

Jon smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Hanged Man, you are too polite."

As he said that, he mentioned another matter, "As for the Sequence 5-level Extraordinary item I owe you, there will be a result soon."

He looked at Sharon who was like a puppet, "I'm right, Miss Temperance."

"They really know each other!" Audrey confirmed her guess.

Sharon seemed very unaccustomed to speaking on such occasions, and nodded stiffly.

Alger saw it, and smiled very friendlyly: "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry... It's just a pity that 'Squirming Hunger' didn't choose me."

"It didn't choose me either. It chose the new 'Dark Angel'." Klein, who was in the first place, complained silently in his heart.

In a sense, both he and Alger were unlucky losers.

(End of this chapter)