The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Little Bear. First Mate." Alok suddenly turned around and shouted.

The little bear who was sitting at the door stood up slowly, turned around, and asked in confusion:

"What's the matter, Captain?"

"Ahem~~" Alok cleared his throat and said, "I'll invite you to help me make an extraordinary item in a while. I'll use my crystal."

Hearing this, the little bear seemed very happy, and suddenly showed a terrifying smile and said, "Oh? No problem. I've always wanted to make it into an item. That can reflect its value."

This scene scared Il, but fortunately she was a person who had seen the world, and this situation was not too scary, but just a little unexpected. With an awkward smile, I couldn't help thinking:

Such a cute little bear actually laughed like this. It's really discordant.

I saw the little bear tear open the huge crack in his chest and took out an iron box from it.

This scene was even more terrifying, and Il's eyebrows jumped with fear.

"Yeah, that's right. I think so too." Alok was not surprised and comforted. Then he said:

"Can it be made into a musical instrument? The kind that can make him play music."

Stunned by what he said, Little Bear asked in confusion:

"Captain, do you want to be an artist?"

"Uh. I want to sell it to an artist." Alok told the truth.

"It can be made. But why don't we keep it? I think it's better to collect it. This kind of wonderful crystallization of will is rare, and the extraordinary items made from it are very rare." Little Bear asked in surprise, tilting his head and closing his big mouth.

Smiling slightly, Alok replied: "There will be crystallization in the future. But this kind of fool is rare."

Is it actually paying attention to my sister.

"Okay, Captain. Tell me when you want to make it. Let the person bring his own musical instrument. I'm only responsible for the binding method." Little Bear replied with his head down.

"No problem!" Alok said so.

Then he saw Little Bear glance at the box in his hand, as if he suddenly remembered something. He suddenly raised his head and muttered to himself:

"I almost forgot. I still have to make extraordinary items for Rona."

Is he really Rona's partner? Then won't we become a family in the future? Hahaha~~

Il's voice came from behind Alok, interrupting Alok's wild thoughts.

"I'm going to go home and sleep. You don't even have a bed here."

Shocked by the words, Alok tried to persuade him to stay. "Are you really not staying here? It's cool here."

I'm not being polite. I really want to eat~~Oh no, I want you to live here and teach me knowledge in the supernatural field.

"No, live here with those undead? And that blue-haired one?" Il complained while pinching his waist.

After a little thought, it seems that it is not good to let Il live here. After all, there are a bunch of skeletons living under the ship. And I'm not very confident about Roger.

So Alok nodded and whispered:

"Well. Okay. Then be careful on the road."

"By the way. If there is a letter for me in the mailbox at the door, remember to tell me. I asked Florian to contact you." Alok said as if he suddenly thought of something.

Surprised and complaining, Il looked at Alok, but finally did not complain, nodded and said:

"Got it. I will pay attention to it for you. Don't blame me if I didn't see it."

Then, Il turned and left.

Should the two brothers and sisters hug each other, give each other gifts, and say goodbye warmly? Alok thought foolishly.

Oh~yes, speaking of this, I still have a staff.

He suddenly remembered the weapon used by the stupid necromancer. He hurriedly turned and walked to the corner, picked up the staff that fell on the ground, and picked up the hard skull by the way.

Catching up with Il who walked to the bow, he called her and handed it directly to her. He waved his hand nonchalantly and said:

"It's for you. There's nothing good to give you when you come here. Just take some local specialties before leaving!"

This is a local specialty. A skull? You are really interesting, Alok.

This gift is really shocking. And it's very sudden. I don't know what you think.

Il's face was a little stiff, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. But he still stretched out his two hands to take the skull and the staff, holding them in his hands blankly, not knowing what to do.

I don't know if he has never seen such a precious gift, or he has never seen a man who gave a girl a skull. Anyway, Il stayed for a long time before putting the skull in his pocket.

By the way, he gave the assassin's second-level dagger to Alok, and said a little aggrievedly:

"Today I found that it seems useless for me to take this. I want to customize a supernatural weapon that will be of great use to me."

She weighed the staff in her hand and took out her own wand. After weighing it slightly, she muttered to herself:

"Witches are still suitable for using wands, but I will accept the one you gave me. I want to find a supernatural weapon with skills. It would be best to find a crystal of a mystic scholar, or a crystal of a hypnotist to integrate into my wand. It would be best to be level 2. But it's too hard to find."

"Why?" Alok suddenly asked puzzledly.

In my impression, it was mentioned in the Book of the Prophet. Hypnotist/dream maker, witch, mystic, prophet/astrologer are the same profession. Choosing the skills of these professions at the same time can effectively reduce the risk of pirates being eroded.

Is it because of the same kind?

"Why?" Il stopped talking to himself and asked.

"Why is it difficult to find, and why do you want to find these two professions?" Alok asked calmly.

"Because there are very few of these two professions in Navistebon. They are all concentrated in the north. As for why these two professions are chosen, my father told me that the skills of these professions combined with the skills of the witch have unexpected effects." Ir said with some embarrassment.

Oh? Did my father deliberately let Ir choose the same profession? Did my father also know about this?

"Okay. If you need my help, you can find me." He blinked.

In fact, Alok sighed quite a lot. A supernatural item is a life. But he looked at this matter. There are not many "good people" among the supernaturals he has seen. There are many who deserve to die. I have killed several people and set fire. If it is according to the law, we should also die. Alok thought with a silent smile.

"I know, if I need a meat shield, I will find you." Ir glanced at the silly Alok and said deliberately.

"I'm leaving."

Uh, am I still a meat shield?

She waved and flew the wooden stick that flew just now, and sat on it sideways. After holding it firmly, she flew out of the cave quickly.

Alok stood at the bow with his hands behind his back, watching Il go away until she disappeared into the dark sky.

He shrugged lightly and sighed, then turned back and shouted:

"Roger. My second mate. Don't play dead. Get up and work. Otherwise, we will be hungry tomorrow."

After a while, Roger climbed up slowly with the help of the door of the captain's room, and said in a weak but somewhat strange tone:

"I'm very hungry now. I haven't eaten for a day."

"You're really not dead? I guessed right." Alok said in a teasing tone. "Do you want me to catch a fish for you? A whole one? It's delicious to swallow in one bite."

"This way you can work better. The tide is rising. We're ready to set off. Become real pirates." Alok added.

With his teeth trembling slightly, Roger gritted his teeth and said:

"Damn Alok, damn fish. I hate it."

I don't know whether he hates Alok or the fish. Alok laughed and provoked again:

"Come on, Roger. It's not that you like a whole fish. I still remember it. I'm a good captain."

He walked to Roger's side and patted his shoulder vigorously. He said, "Get up and work. We're ready to go out."

Roger's already weak body couldn't stand Alok's strength, and his shoulders sank a few times as Alok slapped him. He rubbed the flesh on his shoulders and frowned and said, "We have to wait until the second half of the night. Not now."

Seeing Alok's puzzled eyes. Roger continued to explain: "Now a few days have passed. We have to wait until the second half of the night when the tide is the highest before we set off. The water level is not high enough now."

"Then you continue to starve. I'm going to the pub for a midnight snack." Alok spread his hands and said ruthlessly.

"Indeed, I also want to go to the bar for a midnight snack. By the way, solve my personal problems."