JOJO, The Escape from Real Diavolo

Chapter 68 Choice

"What a beautiful day, Your Highness."

Hol Holus stayed by the prince's bedside for half the night, searching for the culprit without success, after Diablo had left.

Only when some light shone through the ship's window onto his somewhat weary face did he utter a sigh of relief that shouldn't have come after this disaster.

"The weather is nice, but it's not like that for the people on this ship."

"Also, could it be Qiao Qian's?"

"It shouldn't be. He collected a lot of puppets a long time ago, and this time, the guests who died were all beheaded. Joe had no reason to do that. In fact, I have no way of finding his location."

Holmes was unaware of Joe's secret, nor did he know that this was a smokescreen. In fact, a careful investigation of the number of guests would reveal that some insignificant individuals had disappeared without a trace.

Moreover, most of the puppets, including those not on the ship, instructed them to cut off their own heads before Joe was stabbed in the heart by an arrow. So when his human-faced puppet died and fell to the ground, it was also decapitated, and Joe would not be suspected by the unsuspecting Hol Hols.

Even if Joe killed those ordinary passengers who didn't have much money, the prince wouldn't blame him. His main goal was to find the murderers of the nobles at the banquet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to give the families of those nobles an explanation.

Unfortunately, most of the people Joe killed this time were nobles, all of whom had lost their heads after death. However, when besieging Diablo, he used his former stockpile of puppets and some ordinary passengers.

"Then keep looking... Hol Hols, what are you doing here? It's been four hours already."

"Your Highness, you are all alone. Aren't you afraid that madman will kill you? I'm here to protect you!"

"Stop acting like a jerk. You know you're safest here with me, right?"

After all, no matter how evil Diablo is, he is at least a man of compassion. As long as he is not provoked, he should not harm the prince who saved his life.

That's what he thought, but he didn't realize that Diablo was far more evil than he had imagined.

"What would you like to eat?"

"I don't want to eat."

"The prince has no appetite, but I need a breakfast, the most exquisite breakfast on the ship."

Diablo, with his hair in braids, entered the ship's cabin ward, giving Hol Hols a big fright.

"Okay, sir, I'll get it for you."

Hol Hols burst out of the door.

"Prince, is this the arrow that Mr. Joe wanted to put at the auction?"

Diablo toyed with the arrow, putting away the red replica, appearing calm and indifferent, but making the prince uneasy.

"Yes, yes, he said that if he could come aboard the ship, he would give the arrow away as a prized possession for sale."

"A cursed arrow treasured? Who would buy it? Only a Stand user with some knowledge, right? It's specifically for Stand users, isn't it?"

"...That's right."

"Such a clever prince, have you heard from Hol Holus that I saved his life and, according to some agreement, helped Joe defeat a monster that had been transformed by an arrow?"

"have."

"So, did Joe already know how dangerous this arrow was to Stand users? Why did he still want to make it public? Does he have some ulterior motive?"

"Sir... what would you like to say?"

Diablo spread his hands, tossed the arrow onto the bed, his eyes indifferent and cold.

"I've said too much nonsense. I'm here to offer you a choice: either capture Joe and bring him to me, even if he's dead from that arrow, I'll see him alive or dead."

"Or you can stick this arrow into your own neck and perform a monstrous transformation in front of me, like ancient warriors who drew their swords to commit suicide."

The prince was dumbfounded. Looking at the other person's cold and serious expression, he immediately knew that if he did not make a choice immediately, he would face the third hidden ending.

"Well, I'll give you a few more hints to help you make a better decision... Don't you find it strange? Who else could be the culprit you're looking for, besides that missing Joe, who could cause such widespread casualties?"

Just then, Holmes returned to the ward with a delicious breakfast, only to find himself in an awkward situation.

"Hol Holmes, find Joe, then subdue him and bring him to the master."

The prince, sweating profusely, gave the order to the sharpshooter.

Holmes was a smart man, so he immediately obeyed the order, placed breakfast on the table, and left the ward again.

"Very clever. Well then, I hope to see Joe's face before I get to Egypt."

He didn't linger, carrying his breakfast away from the ward, seemingly not wanting to finish his best meal of the morning there.

"Sigh, Joe, he might not even be on the ship..."

......

At this time, Chen Miaowen was still lying in bed yawning. It was a weekend morning, so naturally he wouldn't get up.

His sister, too, remained in bed without moving.

However, the doorbell rang incessantly, successfully waking Chen Yi and enraging her.

"Chen! It's someone looking for you outside, can't you even greet them?! You…"

The shout jolted him awake from his bed. He glanced at the alarm clock pointing to seven and finally realized that it was already the next day, the day he was going to face the madman.

He quickly jumped out of the door, found his sister inside, and covered her mouth.

"Aaaaaah, the little brother is going to rape his sister! Help!"

However, Chen Miaowen was not as strong as her older sister, and she was quickly freed.

"Shh, please, stop making so much noise!"

He had no choice but to make begging gestures, even kneeling on the bed and kowtowing to beg for mercy.

The "understanding" older sister paused for a moment, then shut her mouth.

Why?

"A friend asked me for help with some anime-related projects, but I haven't been available for the past two days, so..."

"Hehe, you're back to normal! You looked so lifeless just a few days ago!"

Chen Miaowen was stunned and looked at his sister, who shouldn't be smiling so brightly in front of him.

"Ahem, anyway, your brother needs to save face. I can only meet with him after I finish that job."

"Oh, so you mean I need to help you deal with that kid now, is that right?"

"Yes, yes, please, sister."

"Okay, no problem."

Chen Yi agreed so readily that her younger brother found it hard to believe.

"Is this still my sister? Isn't she the same thug she used to be? Has she been influenced by the boss?"