Extinguishing the last trace of luck in his heart, Stephen Steele made a decision, "In this case, you can no longer live in this world."

Lucy was stunned for a moment, then smiled miserably, "Did I cause you trouble... Well, if this is your judgment, then I am willing to follow it, because I am Lucy Steele, deep down

Love your wife."

Meeting Lucy's eyes, Stephen Steele seemed to want to explain something.

His lips moved and he smiled bitterly, "Don't be stupid, how could I really let you die.

But, you can only live if you are ‘dead’.”

Pointing to the "saint's body" on the table, Stephen Steele said in a deep voice: "You don't understand the value of the holy bones. For it, Fannie Valentine will do whatever it takes, let alone little people like you and me."

Even if there are thousands of troops standing in front of him..."

Halfway through, he looked at Lucy, "So, in order to eliminate the hidden danger, Lucy Steele must disappear from the world."

Lucy understood that her husband meant for her to fake death to avoid disaster.

"In a few days, I will arrange an accident for you and a new identity. At that time, you can directly take the "Saint's Remains" out of the city to find Johnny Joestar." Stephen Steele said firmly: "

He is the president’s enemy and someone worthy of reliance.”

"I won't leave!" Lucy was reluctant to leave her husband. "No one noticed me along the way. I want to stay with you!"

"Stop making trouble, this is the best way." Stephen Steele said with a rare serious face. "You must bring the holy bones to find Johnny Joestar!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Lucy covered her face and cried.

She finally realized how much trouble her impulse had brought to herself and her husband.

Stephen Steele sighed, walked to Lucy, and gently took her into his arms, "If everything goes well, these two saint's bones will be the lifeblood of our couple."

Lucy looked at her husband with tearful eyes, "Actually... there are three pieces... Somehow, one piece suddenly fused with my spine."

Stephen Steele:......

Touching his wife's hair, he said: "From tomorrow on, you will not show up. I will announce to the public that you have contracted a skin disease. When Johnny Joestar's team enters the city, you will go to "STAGE 5"

Let’s wait for them on the inevitable road.”

Lucy was silent.

The night is already deep.

Outside, it's still raining heavily.

...

...

Five days later.

"Dear viewers, Gerard Zeppelin has crossed the finish line, and the section winner has been born!"

"Jon Joestar is right behind him."

"Next up are Diego Brando, Johnny Joestar and Sando!"

"Wait a minute...Mongolian player Ted Khan is here too. It's a pity that he didn't finish in the top five."

"The next one to cross the finish line is Kensuke Higashikata from Neon!"

"The "STAGE 4" with a total distance of 1,250 kilometers has changed greatly due to continuous heavy rains. When the race started, there were a total of 3,678 runners. Among them, 1,788

Sixteen people chose to give up the game."

"The remaining contestants have so far crossed half of the continent and passed many dangerous levels. This is a reality that was impossible to predict before the game!"

"But, Jero Zeppelin did it, Jonny Joestar did it, Diego Brando, Sand Man, Mandon Tim, Poklock, Ted Khan...

.They did it!”

"This is a victory for the athletes, a victory for the cowboys and riders, and a victory for humanity!"

"Everyone in the audience, cheers and give your warmest applause to these warriors who are riding wildly!"

'Clatter!'

On both sides of the main street in Kansas City, countless spectators applauded Jello and others.

On the high platform, Fannie Valentine's face was very ugly.

He stared intently at Johnny on the horse, with a sneer on his lips.

Jonny Joestar, how dare you swagger into Kansas City right under my nose...

What is this?

Provocative?

Just thinking about it.

There was a 'clang', and Stephen Steele, who was not far away, suddenly fell to the ground.

Fannie Valentine glanced at him, pretending to be concerned: "Mr. Steele, you should pay attention to rest."

"I'm so sorry, Mr. President." Stephen Steele, who had extremely obvious dark circles under his eyes, quickly stood up and bowed deeply, "My wife's condition has worsened recently, so..."

"Oh?" Fannie Valentine thought of Stephen Steele's petite and lovely wife, and became slightly more interested. "What disease is so serious?"

"It is a very rare acute skin disease. Although it is not contagious, it will ulcerate from head to toe." Stephen Steele squeezed out a few tears. "I'm afraid it won't be long before my wife and I are left in heaven.

Two separated."

Stephen Steele served as a ringleader in a circus when he was young and is well versed in performance skills.

When President Valentine heard that such a blond beauty had such a strange disease, he immediately lost interest and said casually: "In that case, you should just concentrate on going home these days and spend the last journey with your wife."

Stephen Steele was secretly happy in his heart, but hesitant on his face, "But as for the S.B.R competition..."

"The government will take care of everything for you."

Anyway, Stephen Steele's attitude and ability have always made him unhappy, so he simply took this opportunity to drive the old guy away. Fannie Valentine crossed his fingers on the coffee table and said, "What, you don't want to?"

Yes, I am so willing!

Stephen Steele almost shouted what was in his heart.

But when he met the president's cold eyes, he had to pretend to be lost, "Then...that's it..."

Three parts desolate, three parts depressed, three parts unwilling, and one part doubtful about life and the future.

Stephen Steele's superb performance easily fooled the patriotic president.

Fannie Valentine waved his hand, "Go ahead, your vacation starts from now on."

Stephen Steele lowered his head and walked slowly down the platform.

Instead of going to the public rest area to interact with the players and become familiar with them, he zigzagged to a stable.

There, there was a beauty with short hair waiting for a long time.

"Dear." Lucy, who had her hair cut short and her face smeared with dust, rushed over without thinking.

However, Stephen Steele shook his head, "Remember, you are Luke Bandruton now, and Lucy Steele is dead."

‘Bendruton’, Lucy’s original surname.

Lucy's movements froze.

Stephen Steele handed Lucy the prepared map, player number, and participation certificate and other miscellaneous items, and said: "'STAGE 5' is a long-distance stage from Kansas City to Chicago. You start from the North Gate.

Set off and stop at the location marked on the map, you will definitely be waiting for Johnny Joestar and the others."

Lucy took it seriously and nodded heavily, "I understand."

Perhaps because he felt that the atmosphere was too heavy, Stephen Steele pretended to smile casually and said, "Don't be sad. When this incident passes, I will go to the destination to find you in New York.
Chapter completed!