Bright's departure marked Joyce's complete escape from the vortex created by "William's death".

After thinking about it carefully, the whole thing was over, Ianna was killed, Brett was sent back to Backlund, and Emily disappeared without a trace... It seemed that I didn't even have anyone to share the fruits of victory.

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

At the same time, he also knew very well that Bright would not be depressed because of this. If there was a chance, this reckless Major General decided that he would not mind killing himself.

Of course, so do I...

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

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At the Bay Tree Bar, Joyce ran into a man rushing out of the door.

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

However, Joyce saw his face clearly and realized that he was just a teenage boy, so he retracted his right hand in response and let him go.

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

"Two glasses of Byam Heland."

Joyce skillfully took out the coins and put them 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 help from adventurers during this time. Unfortunately, he doesn't even have the money to issue a commission."

After a brief explanation, he stared at Joyce and said, "What do you two do? Are you so strange?"

Joyce smiled, raised his glass, took a swallow, and controlled the twitching of his facial muscles.

"Adventurers from Loen, I heard that you can accept commissions here..."

"Any recommendations?"

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

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

He suddenly stopped talking, quietly put the two-sule banknotes on the table into his pocket, and then said with a smile on his face:

“What type of commission do you want?”

Joyce smiled: "We came to the sea for the treasure, so naturally we like the commission to make money... Of course we don't mind exchanging pirates' heads for bounties."

The bar looked them both up and down, "tsk tsk" twice, and then sighed:

"The new man is the new man."

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

Joyce nodded with deep understanding, and then asked curiously:

"How can you tell I'm new?"

The bartender chuckled: "Because adventurers who dare to provoke pirates are almost dead."

"Well, I still want to live for two more years!" Joyce shrugged deliberately, admitted his status as a new adventurer, and continued chatting:

"Then let's talk about the treasure."

As soon as he finished speaking, a drunken man suddenly walked over and smashed his empty cup on the table with a bang:

"Have another glass of Lironchi, this is the wine a man should drink!"

The bartender turned around to pour the wine. The man burped and exhaled the unpleasant smell of alcohol. He spotted Joyce with drunken eyes and tried to pat him on the shoulder, but the latter easily dodged him.

The big man was stunned for a moment, then threw it away and said carelessly:

"Boy, I'm 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 drunkard's bragging: "Your wine, Cheng Hui Yi Su Le."

The latter took out the crumpled banknotes and handed them over, picked up the wine glass, and staggered towards the crowd, seeming to have forgotten the heroic words he had just said to Joyce.

"He is a coward. He often clamors to go to sea, but he gets drunk every day and repeats the process the next day..."

The bartender introduced him: "Despite his appearance now, he was once a famous adventurer, but all his companions were killed by pirates, and he finally gave up on himself 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 to distinguish what is true and what is a lie..."

Finally, he muttered in a low voice: "Although most of them are fake!"

Knowing that the other party was reminding her, Joyce smiled and gave half a piece of paper to Mr. Hunter, a master of silent pretense, while he began to look through it at random.

The commission above... well, it should be said that there are various "deceptions", but they all follow the basic principle: there are clues to a huge treasure, but due to various reasons and lack of funds, it is unable to set sail. All it takes is your joining, and you can share it equally for a lifetime.

Wealth that cannot be spent...

Compared with illegal fund-raising, this scam is a bit clumsy... Joyce thought funny while watching it, and was suddenly nudged by Mr. Hunter with his elbow.

He understood immediately and turned around to see a ferocious-looking man walking into the bar, which frightened the customers into making much less noise.

The man was quite hairy, with a beard, and two thick eyebrows that almost formed a line. The most eye-catching thing was his hair, which was tied into more than a dozen pigtails, sticking up in all directions, swaying as he walked.

It looks like a spider web.

He was born in the wrong era. If he were in the 21st century, this hairstyle could be called art... But how could he sleep at night? Wouldn't he be in a panic?

Joyce cursed inwardly. He recognized this man and knew why he was so intimidating.

"The captain of the No. 3 ship attached to 'Vice Admiral Twilight', 'Flaming Lion' Roy."

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

The bounty of Luen Danguo is 3,500 pounds...Joyce added in his heart, how dare he appear openly and openly in front of so many people?

Next, something even more shocking happened...

This pirate, who was more valuable than "Fire" Daniz, was suddenly surrounded by flames. Then he stepped out with his left foot as usual, and his figure suddenly appeared ten steps away, causing the entire audience to exclaim.

Manipulating flames, teleporting... "Pyromancer"? Or "Magician"?

As the pirate Roy suddenly appeared and disappeared from everyone's sight, the bar became noisy again, but Joyce found a few people sneaking out... He turned his head and asked pretending to be curious:

"This big pirate appears so blatantly, isn't he afraid of being killed in exchange 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 something just now?"

"And even if those people went to report it, by the time the official people arrived, they would have disappeared."

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

"Does he hang out at the bar?"

The young bartender glanced at him without saying a word until he took away the two soles that Joyce took out again. Then he came closer and said mysteriously:

"A few days ago, 'Vice Admiral Twilight' and 'Admiral Blood' had a fight, and the result was heavy losses... 'Flame Lion' Roy is recruiting people!"

Then he raised his head slightly and said with admiration: "Joining his fleet is equivalent to joining the pirate general's fleet. It's so majestic just thinking about it!"

Joyce's eyes flashed and asked: "Is the news accurate?"
Chapter completed!