The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

At noon the next day.

Alok sat in a familiar position. As a pure carnivore, he ate a whole fried chicken. He completely forgot the decision he made last night.

People always make unforgivable mistakes late at night. This includes boasting and fantasizing.

Facts have proved that decisions made late at night are always too idealistic. The next day, Alok thought, where can I find a sewer map?

It's better to leave it to Roger. I'll just lie here. Oh no, I'm squatting here.

While waiting for the news of Il's commission, he paid attention to all kinds of news flying around in the bar.

That's right, that's it.

He nodded vigorously, quite in favor of his decision.

"Roger. Don't you really want to eat something? I think you seem a little empty." Alok said to Roger who was sitting opposite him with concern.

Roger's eye sockets were a little black like Alok's, and his lips were a little abnormally white. Watching Alok eating, he swallowed his saliva and reluctantly said:

"No, Captain. I'm not hungry."

"Well, then I won't treat you." Alok shrugged helplessly and said nonchalantly.

Hearing this, Roger, who didn't pay attention to the word "no" in Alok's sentence at all and only heard the word "please", quickly said loudly:

"Mrs. Harry, give me some fried chicken."

"Aren't you not hungry?" Alok glanced at Roger and said strangely.

"Don't worry about it. Captain. Let's talk about the news." Roger changed the subject. "Yesterday I actually found some news from the little tiger."

"What a coincidence. I also found some clues last night." Alok put down the half-eaten fried chicken in his hand and said hurriedly. "Tell me."

"Ahem." Roger cleared his throat. He asked mysteriously: "Do you know that the blacks are very busy recently."

"Of course, I know something." Alok nodded.

"Then do you know what they are busy with?" Roger continued to ask.

Yes, Hei Pi is busy, but I haven't seen them. I only see Florian occasionally. What about the others?

"I don't know." Alok answered bluntly.

"But the question is, does this have anything to do with what I asked you to investigate? You didn't use public funds to eat, drink and have fun, and then you didn't get any useful information, so you use this to make up the numbers." Alok suddenly said.

"Hey, am I that kind of person? It really has something to do with it." Roger explained quickly. Then he said in a serious tone:

"The periphery of Drol City has recently been surrounded by a whole piece of fog. From the West Tori Lake in the west to the asbestos mine in the east and then to the sea. This fog is like a blockade, separating the outside world from Drol City."

"Huh? How come I don't know at all. Why have I never seen that fog?" Alok asked in surprise.

"So, this is the strange thing. He has no effect on ordinary people. It only works on extraordinary people. And it is completely invisible from a distance."

"So, the police are investigating this?" Alok answered as a matter of course.

"No, on the contrary. The police are cooperating with the temple to strengthen the blockade." Roger replied with a smile.

Ah? This answer was really beyond Alok's expectation. The temple naturally refers to the Temple of Order. It is normal for them to be involved with the police. The problem is what they are doing.

"Then this matter was done by the police and the temple?" he asked puzzledly.

"Mist, don't you think of something? Or are you stupid all night?" Roger raised his eyebrows and said.

Hearing this, Alok's expression gradually changed from doubt to indifference, and then became gloomy.

Mist!!

What else? Of course:

The mist treasure of the mysterious sea!

A mist surrounded the temple.

And the huge mist that can surround an entire city, who else can do this except the gods?

He turned his head mechanically, and his neck made a creaking sound. Unexpectedly, the haze of that incident still shrouded him.

Now there is one more problem.

Another god got involved, and I don't know what he is busy doing?

Instead of breaking the blockade, he helped the goddess of vengeance to strengthen the blockade. What the hell is going on.

That's the evil god!! Your temple defined it yourself. There's no way there can be cooperation.

Or if the evil god blocks it, I'll block it too. No one will have a good time.

Oh~ mortals like us can't really guess what the gods are thinking.

But whether it's me becoming the goddess of vengeance's favored one, Lepton's resurrection, the bloody sacrifice or the blockade of the fog. All the evidence clearly shows that:

The goddess of vengeance is going to do something.

To do something big.

And it's related to the mist treasure in the mysterious sea.

Goddess, you do this. Don't you give me a hint? You make it very difficult for me as a favored one to do it.

But now I don't know what you want me to do, my heart is getting worse and worse.

Even if there is no mission, please tell me.

"How is it, Captain. Are you satisfied with the news? It's not a waste of money." Roger looked at Alok, who seemed to have no desire to live, and said.

"So, what's your news, Captain?"

Roger interrupted Alok's wild thoughts with a provocative remark, and said:

"Mine? My clues are also valuable."

Before Roger asked, Alok said:

"I went to the port of Asbestos Town last night. At about three o'clock in the morning, a black sailless ship appeared at the port. Then, a second-level judge and a first-level necromancer escorted some slaves to the port and moved the slaves onto the ship."

"I continued to track the ship until it reached the exit of the small waterway in Drol City. It was on the coast at the junction of the port city and Asbestos Town. They transported the slaves inside and disappeared from my sight through a staircase."

"Then, when I went to check the staircase again, the staircase was gone, and the people were gone. Disappeared out of thin air. Evaporated from the face of the earth." Alok said with his hands and feet dancing, showing surprise.

"It went to the sewer? Not overseas?" Roger was also surprised and asked.

"That's right! I was also surprised. I thought it was overseas." Alok agreed.

"Can a ship go to the sewer?" Roger asked again.

Looking at Roger in surprise, Alok said helplessly:

"Haven't you been to the sewers in Dror City? Ordinary places are five or six meters wide. Not to mention the last drainage outlet. It's no problem to put a small boat in except that it's not high enough."

"Okay, even if this is not a problem. Where did it go through the sewer in the end?"

"Huh, this? I don't know. So it depends on you." Alok smiled mysteriously.

"Depend on me?" Roger pointed to the tip of his nose and asked in confusion.

Alok pointed at Roger who was at a loss. He continued:

"The clue is broken here. So I hope you can connect it. I think the sewer is a breakthrough. Maybe you can find a plan map of the sewer and take a look. Maybe there are some clues."

"I don't think this is a good decision. You still want to take me to see the last place where it disappeared." Roger said helplessly. "I don't believe that a staircase disappears out of thin air."

"No problem, go when you're full." Alok picked up half a fried chicken on the plate again and said.

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An hour passed.

Alok sneaked into the sewer with Roger.

He pointed to the place where the last staircase disappeared last night with his right hand and held an oil lamp in his left hand. Alok said:

"Hey, it's here."

"Are you sure? It doesn't look like there is a staircase here at all." Roger was confused on the spot.

"That's why I said it disappeared out of thin air and evaporated from the face of the earth." Alok explained.

"I didn't break the wall. I think since the staircase disappeared without a trace, it's definitely impossible to find it if you look for it like this." He raised the oil lamp in his hand and said as he looked at the wall without any trace.

"Indeed. This shows that there is indeed a mysterious force involved. Breaking the wall to look for it will definitely not find any clues." Roger also expressed his opinion. "The question is, where did it go?"

"I want to know too." Alok smiled bitterly.

Now it's no longer just the thousand gold coins that support him to continue investigating. I'm afraid this matter has aroused his interest. I really want to know what's going on.

This is like a detective game. After working for a long time, it is really uncomfortable to not be able to solve the problem. It feels like eating rat shit.

He was amused by his own thoughts and came to his senses. He smiled and said:

"So, Second Officer Roger. Go find a blueprint of the sewer."