The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Nodding, Zolazor pointed at Alok and continued, "It is recommended that he go back to recuperate for at least a month. Although I treated his wounds, I can't give him blood. I'm not at that level yet."

"That's enough. Thank you, Zolazor. Praise life." Il touched his chest with his right hand again, thanking sincerely.

"You're welcome. This is what every life priest should do. By the way, what's his name?" Zolazor pointed at Alok and suddenly asked. "I'm going to register."

"Alok, Alok Phasma." Il smiled slightly and said in a relaxed tone.

After all, Alok is out of danger.

"Alok?" Zolazor looked at Il and asked, "Your name is Ivel?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Il looked at Zolazor strangely.

His eyes moved back and forth between Elok and Il, and Zola Zol tilted his head and said:

"Nothing. I just think this name is very elf-like."

Smiling sweetly, Il explained: "My father told me that our name was given by Pastor Andil."

"Oh? That's it." Zola Zol said as if he had suddenly realized something. "Then it seems that you know Sister Andil? No wonder you went to find Pastor Andil as soon as you arrived."

"Yeah~Yes. We have a good relationship. And, speaking of faith, my only faith is life." Il smiled.

When it comes to believing in the goddess of life, there are two ways. Elf priests generally say that they believe in the goddess, while human priests generally say that they believe in life. Although they can say that they believe in the goddess of life, it will be considered not pious enough. And when they pray, there is often only one sentence, "Praise life!"

"Hey~ Your names are really nice. If it is in the style of the elves, add "Er" after the female name and "Ke" after the male name. My name is Zola Zol. This is too weird." Zola Zol complained.

"Hmm~" Ir didn't respond to this awkwardly, and made a sound with a nasal sound.

Because it was really strange. She couldn't think of any good way to comfort. After all, life priests are all elves. If you follow the local customs, you should add the word "Er" after your name.

Zola Zol. Well, it's really a bit strange, and it's hard to pronounce.

"By the way, how long have you been here?" Ir asked, changing the subject. "I think you look like a new priest. I haven't seen you before."

"Huh? This?" Zola Zol looked strange at first, then smiled and said shyly: "I've been here for less than a week."

Huh? Less than a week.

Why do I remember that there was a life priest at the last party. I told her to come to the Temple of Life.

Thinking of this, Ir glanced at the petite figure that was shorter than herself.

Well. Poor Alok.

"No wonder I haven't seen you before. May life bless you!" Ir expressed his sincere gratitude again.

Then she said goodbye to Zola Zor:

"I should go and settle my brother. He looks very weak."

"May life bless him." Zola Zor put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Il.

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The twilight shone on the second floor of 77 Heaton Street. The last rays of the setting sun shone on Alok's face.

His eyes trembled slightly, and his eyeballs moved slightly under his eyelids.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he raised his left hand to block the not-so-bright sunlight shining on him from the bed.

His eyes gradually opened and felt his still groggy head. He sat up from his small bed and stretched. But he suddenly took a breath.

The pain in his back still bothered him. He had to retract his arm and move slowly. He was afraid of involving the wound on his back.

Recalling what happened at the end. Alok only remembered that his eyes went black. Probably because of excessive blood loss.

Women are really deadly.

By the way, how did I get home. Alok looked around and asked.

He reached out and touched his face, slowly stood up, and put on the slippers neatly placed on the floor.

When he walked to the door of his bedroom, he suddenly heard the sound of Yi'er singing and cooking downstairs, and he smiled foolishly.

It seems that Yi'er saved me?

He picked up the white shirt hanging on the simple wooden hanger at the door and put it on carefully, covering his body that was not strong but had muscular lines.

After opening the door, Alok started shouting before going downstairs:

"Yi'er, what are you eating today?"

The singing downstairs suddenly stopped, but there was no greeting from Yi'er. Alok smiled slightly, walked downstairs slowly to the kitchen, and asked again while looking at Yi'er who was directing the pots and pans in the kitchen:

"Yi'er, what are you eating today?"

"Captain Jack?" She responded in a teasing tone.

"Today we have coconut stewed chicken." Yi'er said in a relaxed tone.

"It's a bit simple. No side dishes?" Alok shrugged his shoulders when he heard this, but it affected the wound behind him and he took a breath.

Hearing Alok taking a breath, Ir looked at Alok with concern, and felt a little distressed when he saw Alok's twisted face and bloodless lips. But then he remembered his words, pinched his waist and rolled his eyes at her, saying:

"You deserve it. I was so busy saving you today that I didn't have time to prepare side dishes. It's good to have something to eat." She held the spatula in her hand and scolded Alok.

"How did you save me?" Alok asked in surprise.

"Go find the Temple of Life, what else can I do to save him?" Il turned around and continued to fiddle with the pots and pans, saying nonchalantly. "I'm on good terms with Pastor Andil, don't you know?"

"Oh? I really don't know. Pastor Andil? Who? Why haven't I heard of him?" Alok asked in confusion.

"You really don't know?" Il turned around in shock and asked. "She gave you your name."

"Ah? Ha~~" The atmosphere was a little awkward, and Alok quickly changed the subject with a laugh:

"So you are very familiar with him? Then when I get hurt and go to her, will she give me some face?"

Il couldn't deny what Alok said, but she despised Alok for not even knowing Pastor Andil. She curled her lips in contempt and said "Tsk~"

"By the way, I've already tattooed your back. You can try to touch it with your mental power. But you can only transform into a cat." Il turned her head and said casually.

Without waiting for Alok to speak, Ir continued to explain: "I think cats have a wider range of applications. If they turn into flying things, they will always be exposed. And if they turn into fish, they can only be used at sea. Or cats, such cute animals, are more suitable. Oh no, wild cats, such animals that can be found everywhere, are more suitable for hiding."

The disadvantage is that cats are afraid of water, and I am the captain.

"Well, this suits me very well." Alok nodded.

"As long as you like it." Ir said nonchalantly. "By the way, in addition to the cat tattoo I gave you, you also have a tattoo on your back. Who did you ask to tattoo it?"

"Tattoo? What tattoo?" Alok asked puzzledly.

Why can't my memory remember that I have tattooed myself. Could it be that 'Alok' tattooed it, and I didn't know?

"Don't you know? A dagger." Ir asked again in surprise.

Frowning, thinking carefully, Alok still couldn't remember anything. I wanted to shrug, but then I remembered that there was still a wound on my back that had not healed, so I shook my head and replied:

"Sorry, I don't remember. What kind?"

Ir raised his head and thought carefully, then tilted his head and replied:

"Black, a little green. It looks like it was stuck in your back. Half of it is exposed."

Hearing this, Alok frowned and thought again.

What the hell? Why can't I remember anything.

"Is it your dagger? I remember giving you a dagger just now." Alok asked.

"That's an extraordinary item, not a tattoo."

Then what else is there about the dagger.

The black blade glowed green. It was stuck in my back.

Think about it, what is there.

Alok, who was frowning and thinking, suddenly froze. His right hand holding the door frame suddenly tightened.

Wait, no way!! I really saw a dagger recently.

"Is it a black blade with a green glow?" Alok asked again in disbelief.

"Almost. Why would I lie to you? What did you remember?" Ir said as he looked at Alok's suddenly changed expression.

Hearing this, Alok's expression suddenly became somewhat desperate, and his accelerated heartbeat could only be heard in vain due to insufficient blood supply.

There was only one sentence in his mind:

I might be in big trouble!!!