Joestar Manor is huge.

How big exactly.

Cattleya couldn't tell clearly.

In short.

This place is much bigger than it looks.

"I seem to have seen this kind of space magic in a certain secret book. Is it an extension of the 'Gate' pathway ability?" Cattleya pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and confirmed the occult knowledge in her mind as she walked.

Xio brought the group to the door of the villa and handed them over to a young maid with braids and golden eyes.

The maid glanced at the group of pirates headed by Cattleya, and said in a calm tone: "I'm really sorry, the master only invited Ms. Cattleya, other guests please wait here for a moment."

"What?"

"That's unreasonable!"

"Hey, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"

Pirates.

How much quality can we expect from them?

To be honest, Cattleya's people are considered rare 'good people' among pirates.

But some things are engraved in our bones and cannot be changed.

Among these people, Nina, the boatswain, screamed the most cheerfully.

This may be related to the fact that she is an Extraordinary of the 'Tyrant' path.

I can only say that the grumpy old lady is like this.

Makima calmly glanced at the pirates and repeated: "Please wait here."

Then, very naturally, he said, "This is an order."

The ability to control demons will most likely be ineffective against Amon.

but.

A bunch of pirates who aren't even demigods?

Makima smiled softly.

Smile brightly.

But this smile became extremely terrifying in the eyes of those pirates.

They only felt as if their bodies were wrapped with many invisible ropes. Let alone moving, even breathing became extremely difficult!

A hint of panic flashed in Cattleya's eyes under her glasses.

She knew that the maid in front of her used an ability similar to telepathy.

But the strange thing is that she didn't feel any spiritual fluctuations even though the distance between the two sides was less than five meters.

Is the gap in strength too big, or...

Cattleya didn't have time to think too much and quickly apologized: "Please forgive my rude subordinates, they did not mean to offend."

"Ms. Cattleya, their lives are not in danger." Machima stared at Cattleya, "I told you, I'm just waiting here for a while."

Cattleya opened her mouth, looking like she still wanted to plead.

At this moment, a voice came from behind her.

"Okay, don't be so rigid."

As soon as the words fell, Nina and the other pirates suddenly discovered that the restrictions on themselves had suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the person coming, Makima lowered her head with respect and said, "Master, welcome home."

Cattleya turned around instinctively and saw a black-haired young man slowly approaching with his hands in his pockets.

The other party was wearing an elegant suit and vest, without a hat or bow tie, and looked carefree and uninhibited.

"Captain Cattleya, right? My maid treated the guests so slowly, I'm really sorry." Jon's attitude was very easy-going.

He looked at the pirates and said with an apologetic smile: "Sorry, sorry."

Having seen the terror of braided maids, how could Nina and the other pirates dare to challenge Jon as his 'master'?

Jon didn't care and said to Makima: "Let's have a dinner party in the back garden. You go and prepare it."

"Yes, Master." Makima nodded in agreement.

After saying that, he walked away calmly.

Um……

Perhaps 'arrogant' is more accurate.

Jon, who was left behind, stretched out his hand to invite: "Come in and talk."

Go in?

What a joke!

The pirates decisively gave in.

They even didn't want Cattleya to step into the dragon's den before them.

Cattleya actually had concerns in her heart.

but.

Does she really have a choice?

He lowered his head and said politely: "Excuse me."

Enter the villa.

It's not as if space expansion magic has been applied to the space like outside.

But scan it carefully.

But there is another mystery.

For example, in the painting hanging on the wall - in the middle of the dining table, a priest with pale blond hair and beard spreads his arms without sadness, as if he is telling something. Many believers gathered around him, some angry, some indifferent, and some

Everyone's expressions of fear were vivid.

With just one glance, Cattleya realized the sad and desolate artistic conception.

She understands.

The theme of this painting is called 'Betrayal'.

"Do you like it?" Jon turned around and said suddenly.

Cattleya was startled and waved her hands repeatedly, "No, no, no."

"Well, that means my painting is not good enough."

Cattleya was stunned for a moment.

He quickly explained: "It's not that I don't like it, but..."

no way.

Even if she has the title of Admiral of the Stars, it's hard not to be nervous when dealing with a big shot that even the Queen highly respects.

Jon did not continue on this topic and instead said: "I just went to your boat to meet Frank Lee."

Hearing this, Cattleya's mind went blank for a moment.

She opened her mouth.

Finally, a voice slowly emerged, "Huh?"

"He is a genius, and I am very optimistic about him." Jon opened the door to the study room, "This talent should not be buried."

Cattleya:Σ(°△°|||)

You don't want that kind of thing.

The world...the world is in danger!

"But what we are going to talk about today is not about your first mate." Sitting down on the familiar armchair, Jon looked at Cattleya, "Tell us about the Moss Ascetic Order. Bernadette said you are

One of them."

Cattleya thought for a moment and said truthfully: "Dear Mr. Jon, I am just an inconspicuous person in the Moss Ascetic Order. I'm sorry that I can't tell you much valuable information."

Jon waved his hand, "There is no need to add the prefix of 'respect'. In addition, you have already touched the threshold of a demigod. Even if you fail to become one of the ten pillars of the Ascetic Order, you cannot be an 'inconspicuous existence'. Humility

I don’t need to talk about it here, what I need is the most realistic situation.”

Cattleya couldn't help but be speechless.

Although there is a suspicion of self-effacing.
To be continued...