The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Standing on the noisy street, Elok looked back at the knighthood experience at noon, still as if he was in a dream.

There were no oaths of allegiance to the God of Order, no kneeling salutes.

Grand Duke Dror calmly gave himself the ring that symbolized his status as a lord. He also personally wore the Medal of Courage on himself.

Looking at his calm and proud eyes, it was like looking at a junior.

After touching the medal of courage and ring in his pocket, Alok felt a glimmer of reality.

Of course, the wad of cash in the other pocket was also explaining to Alok.

This is real.

When he got home, he put on his coat and brought his full set of weapons and equipment. Alok felt that security suddenly returned to him.

But what he is thinking about now is how to use yesterday's reappearance to reproduce the skill of the witch's pocket.

He discovered that the reappearance of yesterday he cast could not be used as a real skill.

Rich, the father, said something completely different.

Now what I reproduced yesterday is still a scene without power, not a real skill.

This is true even though I've seen the full process of El casting Witch's Pocket.

When you pick up items and try to put them in, they fall to the ground instead of going into your pocket.

Tried several times, still the same. This makes him look like a Muggle.

Is it too far away, or is there some trick I don't know about?

In other words, Il already. . .

no, I can not.

Let’s ask Richie. Maybe I don't know the technique.

But Richie was still investigating at Lake Sitori. It will probably be Sunday afternoon until he comes back.

If I could do that, I wouldn't have to carry my luggage. Weapons can also be carried in a witch's pocket. To avoid going out like a polished commander like today. It seems dangerous to think about.

Could it be that damn recklessness that prevented me from paying attention to these details? ?

You should think twice before acting again.

Soon, he changed his clothes and came downstairs. He planned to go directly back to the ship to discuss going to Damia with Roger, but suddenly he heard the doorbell ringing.

He didn't know why someone knocked on his door at this time. He quickly walked to the door and looked out through the door mirror.

A priest from the Temple of Order was standing in front of the door.

His brows twitched, as if he knew what was going on. Opening the door gently, he first tapped his right hand four times on his chest to form a scale pattern, and then said:

"May order be with you."

He quickly received a response from the priest, "Order will last forever."

"Please come in. I wonder why the priest is here?" Alok stepped aside and invited the priest to enter the house.

"Your Excellency Phasma, I am Aiken Mitchell." As he said this, he followed Ailok's guidance to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"I came to see Lord Phasma this time mainly to thank you for your contribution to Dror City. I believe you have received the Medal of Courage. It represents your fearless courage and extraordinary wisdom."

"That's what I should do, and it's for myself." Alok also sat down and replied in a low voice.

This statement is not modest. He really went to trouble Anti-Will for his own reasons. But what I didn't expect was that there was an unexpected gain.

"Your Excellency is humble." Aiken said with a smile.

He paused for a few seconds and continued:

"Besides, there are a few things I want to ask you about. I don't know if you have time."

Alok knew that the next step was the main topic. He nodded slightly, smiled and said:

"With great pleasure."

"Regarding the last time the cult was annihilated, several cultists died. But the items left behind disappeared. These items play an irreplaceable role in the temple." He said with a smile.

Then he paused and continued:

"I wonder if you can donate these items to the temple for the sake of more believers. I heard that you pursue pragmatism. So, of course, we will continue to provide certain rewards."

Well, the first thing turned out to be this.

Want to buy Will Body Crystal?

That's okay, I only have Repton's one left, and it's of no use for the time being. As only the crystallization of the will body remained after yesterday's reappearance, the astral body disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of this, he took out an iron box from his right pocket, canceled the mental power net on it, and took out the will crystal in it. said:

"It's a pity that I only have one. But this one is the most critical one."

"The evil god once visited his body. But unfortunately, it didn't succeed."

Hearing this, Aiken's eyes suddenly widened, but he still restrained his excitement, took the crystal, and said tremblingly:

"Thank you, Your Excellency. I wonder if you can tell us the situation in detail?"

"Uh~~ no problem."

Later, Elok described the scene in detail, but changed most of the content.

Including hiding everything related to El, everything related to the Holy Temple and the goddess of revenge Delsa. He also attributed Repton's mutation to the arrival of the evil god, and his failure to succeed directly led to his collapse and death. Tell how to get the key as Roger took him there.

To put it simply, there is no truth.

But he gained Aiken's trust. I don’t know how this judge became a judge. Perhaps the story compiled by Alok contains many real scenes.

Finally, he coughed and said with a smile:

"That's the specific situation. My second officer, Roger, took a certain amount of pressure on me during the battle. I think he had a share in the Medal of Courage."

After hearing Alok's complete description of the entire story, Aiken Mitchell nodded with a serious expression and said, "Thank you. Lord Phasma. May order be with you."

This is already the highest encouragement and blessing given by the temple.

Aiken Mitchell picked up the crystal in his hand and put it into his pocket. Then he took out a wad of banknotes from his pocket, counted out some of them, handed it to Alok and said:

"This is the reward given to you by the temple. We will consider the reward for your second mate Roger."

"I have a heartfelt request. I hope to get your support." He saw Alok taking the banknote naturally and smiled. "Of course, there will be rewards."

"You say. If I can do it, I will do my best for you." Alok didn't count the wad of bills, but put them directly into his pocket and said.

"That's it, Your Excellency. I don't know if you have received the commission about investigating the evil god Mist Goddess. We once entrusted Officer Florian to convey it on your behalf." Aiken asked with a calm expression.

"Of course, of course. I have conducted a detailed investigation into this matter." Alok nodded quickly and said confidently.

Then, he began to make up nonsense based on the facts:

"Based on my investigations and research over the past few days, I personally believe that this is a spontaneous organization formed by the private sector. But there are indeed extraordinary elements in it."

"The main reason is the blind worship of the fog incident in Dror City. And it was used by some evil elements, and finally gathered a group of blind elements mainly composed of middle and lower class people such as farmers and fishermen. Their ultimate goal is unknown. It’s all about money.”

"Although some believers are indeed extraordinary people, or extraordinary lovers. But they are extremely rare."

"Unfortunately, I did not investigate the real cause of the fog. This is not my area of ​​expertise."

Aiken nodded and listened carefully to Alok's serious fabrication. When he saw Alok stopped speaking, he couldn't help but admired:

"Your Excellency is as professional and efficient as Officer Florian said. It was a pleasure working with you."

"We will distribute the rewards for this commission after verifying the true situation. The amount is based on accuracy and importance."

"Thank you again. This time my goal has been achieved. I won't waste your time." He suddenly stood up and said with a smile.

"Oh, by the way. This time, I have a small mission." He suddenly smiled. "I wonder how you feel about the Judgment Hall."

Hearing this, Elok spread his hands and politely declined the invitation from the Judgment Hall: "I'm sorry. I'm going to Damia in a few days. I can only hope to have closer cooperation with the temple."

"What a loss to the temple." Aiken sighed and said.