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 thing was over, Ianna was killed, Bright was sent back to Backlund, and Emily disappeared without a trace... It seems that I don't even have anyone to share the fruits of victory with.

Joyce took off his hat and saluted, not just to mock Bright, but to say goodbye to his past self.

At the same time, he is also very clear that Bright will not be discouraged by this. If there is a chance, this reckless Major General decides not to mind killing himself.

Of course, so do I...

Wait in Backlund, I will go there... Joyce sneered in his heart, then turned and left.

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At the Geranium Bar, Joyce ran into a man who rushed out the door.

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

However, Joyce saw his face clearly and found that it was just a teenage boy, so he withdrew his right hand that made a stress response and let him go.

Pushing the door into the bar, Mr. Hunter followed behind and went straight to the bar.

"Two cups of Bayamhland."

Joyce skillfully took out a coin and put it on the counter, looked around, and then asked casually:

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

The young bartender poured the wine, pushed it to the two of them, and replied absently:

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

After a brief explanation, he stared at Joyce and said, "What are you two doing, are you strange?"

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

"The adventurer from Loen, I heard that this place can accept commissions..."

"Anything to recommend?"

"New adventurer." The bartender muttered, turned around and started wiping the glass, and said lukewarmly:

"The commissions are all posted over there, see for yourself..."

He suddenly stopped talking, quietly pocketed the two soli notes on the table, and then said with a big smile:

"What type of delegation do you want?"

Joyce smiled: "We came to the sea for treasures, and naturally we like commissions 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:

"A newcomer is a newcomer."

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

Joyce nodded in agreement, then asked curiously:

"How can you tell that I'm a newcomer?"

The bartender laughed: "Because the adventurer who dared to provoke the pirates is almost dead."

"Well, I want to live two more years!" Joyce shrugged deliberately, admitted his identity as a newcomer adventurer, and continued to chat:

"Then let's talk about the treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a drunken man suddenly walked over and slammed the empty glass on the table with a "bang":

"Let's have another glass of Lie Langqi, this is what a man should drink!"

The bartender turned around to pour the wine. The man burped and exhaled an unpleasant smell of alcohol. He found Joyce in a daze and tried to pat him on the shoulder, but the latter avoided him lightly.

The big man was stunned for a moment, then put it aside and said carelessly:

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

The bartender interrupted the drunk man's boast: "Your wine, Seihui Yisule."

The latter took out the crumpled paper money and handed it over, picked up the wine glass, and staggered toward the crowd, seemingly forgetting the rhetoric he had just said to Joyce.

"He's a coward who often quarrels about going out to sea, but gets drunk every day, and repeats the process the next day..."

The bartender introduced: "Don't look at what he looks like now, he used to be a little-known adventurer, but all his companions were killed by pirates, and he finally gave up and became like this."

Then, he took out a stack of papers from the drawer below: "These are all commissions about treasures..."

"Remember to keep your eyes open and distinguish which ones are real and which ones are deceitful..."

Finally, he whispered, "Although most of them are fake!"

Knowing that the other party was reminding him, Joyce smiled and gave half a stack to Mr. Hunter, who was a master of silent pretense, while he began to look at it at will.

The above entrustment... Well, it should be said that there are various kinds of "deception", but they all follow the basic principle: there are clues to huge treasures, but due to various reasons, lack of funds makes it impossible to set sail, and you are short of joining. Wealth that can't be spent...

Compared with illegal fundraising, this deception is a bit clumsy... Joyce thought with a funny look while watching, and was suddenly touched by Mr. Hunter's elbow.

He immediately understood, and turned his head to see a fierce-looking man walking into the bar, which made the noise of the customers lessened a lot.

The man's hair is quite strong, with a beard and two thick eyebrows almost connected in a line. The most striking thing is his hair, which is tied into a dozen small braids, raised in all directions, swaying and swaying as he travels. It goes up like a spider web.

It was born in the wrong era. In the 21st century, this hairstyle can be called art... But how does he sleep at night, won't he panic?

Joyce slandered inwardly. He recognized this man and knew why he had such a great deterrent power.

"The captain of the third ship attached to 'Lieutenant Admiral Dusk', Roy the 'Flaming Lion'."

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

Ruen Shanguo's bounty is 3,500 pounds... Joyce added in his heart~www.NovelMTL.com~ How dare he appear in front of so many people?

Then, something even more shocking happened...

This pirate, who is more valuable than "Flame" Danitz, was suddenly surrounded by flames, and then he stepped out 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 suddenly appearing pirate Roy disappeared from everyone's sight, the bar resumed the noise, but Joyce found that a few people sneaked out... He turned his head and asked curiously:

"This big pirate blatantly appeared, 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 report it, by the time the official person arrives, they'll be gone."

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

"Does he often appear in bars?"

The young bartender glanced at him without saying a word, until he touched the two soules that Joyce took out again, then got close and said mysteriously:

"A few days ago, 'Lieutenant General Dusk' and "Admiral Blood" had a fight, resulting in heavy losses... Roy the 'Flaming Lion' is recruiting!"

Then he raised his head slightly and said with a longing, "Joining his fleet is equivalent to joining the fleet of a pirate admiral. Thinking about it, it is majestic!"

Joyce's eyes flashed and he asked, "Is the news accurate?"

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