Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Joyce was looking forward to it, but also a little timid, just like the feeling of being close to the country.

On the one hand, he thought that he was once an ancient human being hanging in the Origin Castle. If he was fortunate enough to join the Tarot Club and enter the Origin Castle, would it bring some kind of change, allowing him to get closer to the truth of his time travel.

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

Killed Ove, the owner of the original Geranium Bar, put "The Giant" Olds on the throne, and held an extraordinary party...

Witnessed that Alger got the extraordinary materials of "Voyager", and returned on the ghost ship...

Judging from the existing facts, he is more like a fish, constantly tossing in the long river of fate, but has been unable to jump out... Or like a tinker who is completing the original destiny...

Is it just a comfort to think of the Quaternary antiquities that you have painstakingly collected? practically useless...

The storm outside was still continuing, the waves slapped the sea fiercely, making a strong crashing sound, and the howling wind sound like a miserable howl penetrated into the ears, making people upset.

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

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of fighting suddenly came from the cabin, accompanied by the cracking of wooden boards and the man's exclamation.

He opened his eyes, looked at a few antiquities that had not changed, and glanced at the time, it was nearly ten o'clock.

Sigh deeply... disappointed? Puzzled? More of a helplessness to fate...

Joyce packed the useless Quaternary antiquities into the suitcase again, sorted out his emotions, and walked out of the cabin, only to see Mr. Hunter alone.

"What happened?" he asked knowingly.

Hunter found that Joyce in front of him seemed to have an inexplicable change, but it was illusory and indistinguishable. He forced out strange thoughts and replied:

"I don't know, there seems to be a fight in the captain's room?"

Joyce nodded.

Soon, the yellow-haired Sainz walked out of the captain's room... After all, there are two guys outside who are temporarily unknown friends and enemies... Facing the curious eyes of the two, he smiled:

"Alger accidentally fell down, knocked over something, and nothing happened."

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

Naturally, Mr. Hunter was reluctant to make any extras, but Joyce knew the truth: the sound of fighting was because Alger killed the captured captain of the ghost ship...

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

Fate ignored Joyce's prayer.

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

"A new era has begun."

Joyce looked at the weaker storm and meditated 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:

"I'll catch up with the ship in front of me soon."

"So fast?"

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

Alger explained: "The ship seemed to be understaffed, and the sailing speed did not reach the standard speed. Coupled with the impact of the storm, the speed became slower, and we were able to easily catch up."

It turned out to be like this... It should be that the infighting between the first mate and the second mate was quite intense, resulting in not many sailors surviving, and the pirate ship was not a ghost ship, so naturally there were not enough sailors to run fast... Joe Yisi accepted this explanation and followed Alger to the deck.

Last night's storm came without warning, and it went without a sound, as if the "Lord of the Storm" had a temper...

The sky has begun to clear, the warm sun shines on the sea, the fog is filled, and the colorful rainbow makes a colorful bridge between the hull and the sea.

It was said that they were about to catch up, but that was the conclusion calculated based on the sea area. In fact, the two ships were still far apart.

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

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

"The people on that ship just sent a signal to ask what we are doing... How to answer?"

Hearing this, Alger turned his attention to Joyce, this was the opponent's goal, and he naturally decided how to act.

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

Joyce made a simple suggestion, randomly leaving the decision to professionals.

Sainz looked at Alger, the latter nodded, and he sent a signal.

Soon, a signal was sent from the pirate ship, and Sainz explained:

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

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

"Then go up, I believe you have this ability... Do you still need a reason to deal with pirates?"

"Hahaha, be happy, count me in when you board the ship later!"

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

The pirate ship was in a hurry for a while. Because of the heavy losses in the previous infighting, a sailor had to take on several jobs. It was inevitable that there would be some confusion.

The first round of cannonballs was small and biased. After calibration, the target was better. Unfortunately, it still couldn't hit the nimble ghost ship... Moreover, even if it was hit, the hull would be automatically repaired, so the outcome was already doomed.

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

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

"Where's Roy?"

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

"He's dead," Joyce responded.

died! How can it be? The first mate was startled, and heard the "unremarkable kid who likes gambling" on the opposite side continue:

"I personally send him back to the arms of the **** of death, you stop the boat first, and I can show you the evidence!"

The first officer refused decisively: "No need, I am meeting with the fleet of Vice Admiral Dusk. Since you have a boat, you can leave by yourself!"

Joyce shook his head, reluctant to spend any more words, and turned to find Alger and Sainz's surprised and alert eyes.

"Roy?"

Alger asked in a deep voice, "The captain of the third ship attached to Vice Admiral Dusk, Roy the Flame Lion?"

Joyce smiled kindly: "Yes, he died on the small island in the middle of the lake before."

In his heart, Alger raised the strength of the two of them by another level. If he could kill a big pirate worth 3,500 pounds, he would definitely not be an unknown guy.

"What's next?" he asked cautiously.

Joyce kept smiling and said lightly:

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