The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

One day ago.

Ir, furious, rolled up the newspaper in her hand and stood in front of Alok with her hands on her waist.

She threw the newspaper hard at Alok's head, who was half lying on the sofa. She said angrily:

"I really don't understand how you did it. I just went out to buy some clothes and didn't see you for a while. You can commit a murder. Can't you let me worry less? Do you want me to follow you all the time?"

"You haven't cleaned up the traces of the battlefield yet. Didn't I ask your father to cast a spell to interfere with the backtracking for you? I can hear your name when I go out to buy vegetables. It's nothing else, but the rabbit tattoo on the back of your left hand."

"Rabbit thief. You are really something."

I have a reason to kill people. It's to protect you from the bullet.

Speaking of the rabbit tattoo, it was you who tattooed it on me.

Alok sat on the sofa without moving, saying:

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Hearing that Alok didn't refute, Il's tone softened and said:

"Tell me what happened."

Alok sat up straight, shrugged, and said helplessly:

"Remember the party we went to on Wednesday? That assassin."

Il sat on the sofa, leaned forward, squinted his eyes, and asked: "What? Did you kill him?"

"Yes, I was walking on the road at the time, and he suddenly jumped out and said he wanted to find you. After I refused, he attacked me without saying a word. Fortunately, I was alert at the time, and I cast a guard myself. Defended against his attack. In the end, I killed him with the hunter's hammer." Alok said briefly.

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Il asked in confusion. Her expression was much more relaxed, seemingly because of Alok's explanation.

"According to what he said, he was looking for our house and stealing the assassin's second-level spell. Of course, I guess he would also take my father's skill book away." Alok said exaggeratedly.

Looking at Alok in confusion, Ir asked again:

"Then how did you find the Hamilton area?"

Hearing this, Alok looked at Ir seriously and said in a speculative tone:

"I think it might be the mysterious will crystal."

"You mean, the crystal led him the way. In the end, he chased Rona." Ir quickly reacted and said.

She raised her head and thought for a while, and said again:

"So, the source of the crystal is also known. It seems that Heather was killed by him. Of course, I'm just guessing."

No longer thinking about this problem, Ir suddenly said:

"Did you get anything? His will crystal."

Shrugged again, finally got through. Alok relaxed his tone and said:

"You know, it takes a little time for the crystal to precipitate. I didn't dare to wait, after all, I fired a gun and the noise was too loud."

Nodding, expressing his understanding of Alok's handling, Il said:

"You are right, you are still cautious. The disadvantage is that I didn't ask my father to cast an anti-retrospection spell on you."

"You are not injured, are you?" Il suddenly asked with concern.

"No." Alok shook his head.

"It's good that you are not injured." Il said with a breath.

After understanding what happened, she certainly couldn't blame Alok anymore, but felt a little protected. She lowered her head, circled her fingers around the other hand, and said a little shyly:

"Thank you."

"Ha. It doesn't matter." Alok said quickly. He could accept Il's thanks without being modest. After all, I really became Il's knight.

He then took out the inconspicuous dagger from his boots. Said:

"I also got a dagger."

After handing the dagger to Il, Alok looked at the obvious confusion on Il's face and said:

"I took it from the assassin." He stretched out his left hand. After thinking for a while, he didn't say that it might be because of this that he was exposed.

"I'm not sure what profession's weapon this is. After all, I can't use it."

"Dagger, most likely an assassin's weapon." Il took it and played with it. Then said:

"There are two skills. The first is shadow action, which allows your shadow to move away from yourself, but you can't be in the light. The second one is throat cutting, a powerful offensive skill."

"Huh? How do you know?" Alok asked in surprise.

Glancing at Alok, Il explained: "It is active. You can touch it with your mental power, and it will tell you."

Well, I don't know. I thought it would take some backtracking to identify it.

Seeing Alok's bewildered face, Ir explained in detail:

"There are two types of supernatural weapons. One is this one, and the hunter's hammer in your hand." She raised the dagger in her right hand and showed it to Alok. "They are usually made by magic binders or alchemists in conjunction with magic binders."

"Another type is the enchanted supernatural weapon that alchemists can make themselves."

"You only need to touch the activated weapon with your mental power, and it will tell you. The power of activated weapons is more than a little greater than that of weapons that have only been enchanted by alchemists. But activated weapons have a disadvantage." She paused, arousing Alok's curiosity, and continued:

"They all have some side effects, or casting requirements. The reason is that these items are made from the crystallized fusion of will body objects, so they will have some habits that the person had in life."

"For example, with this one in my hand, I need to kill someone from time to time to comfort its will." El said, raising the dagger. "As for your gun, the side effects Lorna said are pretty good. It's a very high-quality weapon."

"Okay, thank you for answering my question." Alok shrugged, expressing gratitude without any sincerity.

"Hehe. You're welcome." Elok said following Alok's words.

"By the way, don't you have any extraordinary weapons?" Alok suddenly asked.

"Well, I have an enchanted supernatural weapon," El replied. "What's wrong?"

"I'm thinking of lending you this dagger first. Then return it to me when you have the weapon." Alok said with a smile.

"Huh??" Ellock looked at Alok at a loss and asked. "Really? Isn't this your trophy?"

Alok shrugged indifferently, showed a smile, and replied:

"I have the Hunter's Hammer."

"Thank you very much. I'll play with it for a few days. I'll give it back to you when I have the weapon." El said with a sweet smile.

Nodding with satisfaction, Yier said earnestly:

"Young man, you must take care of your seniors. I will protect you from now on."

She patted Alok's shoulder in a senior-like manner. Then he said:

"Well. What we have to consider now is what to do in the future."

"What will we do next?" Alok asked in surprise.

"What else could it be? You are wanted, and why are you still staying at home? Run away quickly." El said loudly.

Looking helplessly at the rabbit on his left hand, Alok said bluntly:

"Can't this tattoo be removed?"

"cannot."

El looked up at the ceiling, his little feet dangling under the sofa, and continued nonchalantly: "I won't remove it. The paint has penetrated into your skin. Removing the 'beacon' will only stop us from contacting each other. Even if Even if you cut off that piece of skin, you can’t hide it.”

Oh~ okay. Looks like I'm going to be a rabbit thief for the rest of my life.

This is really a perverted name.

I sound like a rabbit thief.

This is too low.

What are they called, the iron shoe thief, the gold brick thief, and the divine fire thief? How nice.

Tsk tsk tsk~

What's the name of the Rabbit Thief? damn it.

"You go out to avoid the limelight first. Come back after a while." El said helplessly.

"Also, remember to wear gloves."

Nodding helplessly, Alok also knew that it was best to keep a low profile when he was just wanted.

Who knows what clues Black Skin might have besides the bunny tattoo.

Go out for a walk, at least don't stay at home for a while.

"Then I'll leave at night." Shrugging, Alok half-lyed down on the sofa and said helplessly.

"Let's go in a while. It's weird to leave at night." El said.

Then she paused. Suddenly he said:

"There is one more thing, please pay attention to it for me."

"What's the matter? Aren't I trying to avoid the limelight?" Alok asked in confusion.

"Remember that blue-haired pirate?" El said.

"Roger?"