The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Pain! !

Pain! ! !

Pain! Pain! ! !

The full moon in the dream was shattered. Alok, who was wiping the "plate", suddenly woke up from the dream and felt a splitting headache. It was like someone was using an electric drill to drill open his skull. Or from the inside.

Consciousness gradually returned to the body, and Alok sat up from the bed half asleep and half awake.

He covered his head hard. Recalling the last thing.

Who would have thought that the more he used his brain, the more headache he had. Finally, he gave up this behavior. He began to observe the surroundings now.

It's not a ghost ship.

What he saw first was a gorgeous big bed with a silk quilt on it. He was lying on the bed in clean pajamas.

Looking around the room, it was a huge living room. But the light blue color made people feel that this was a lady's room.

He got up from the bed and felt warm under his feet. Looking down, a wool carpet was laid flat on the floor, isolating the coldness of the floor.

It seems to be a wealthy family. I wonder where it is?

Yes, where the hell am I now.

Damn, my head hurts so much...

He hit the most painful part of the back of his head a few times.

Barefoot, he walked out of the only door of the living room. There was a bright yellow light in the corridor, and two maids were waiting at the door.

When he saw Alok appear, he immediately exclaimed:

"Mr. Jack. Are you awake? Don't get up yet, go back and lie down. You haven't recovered yet."

"Oh, no. Where is this?" Alok was obviously a little impatient.

Although this strange environment was comfortable, it made him feel very insecure. It was not as comfortable as sitting in the chair in my captain's room.

Who knows if someone will have ideas about me.

But it's not about my chastity, but my life.

"Please don't worry, this is Lord Roman's manor. Mr. Jack." The maid replied quickly. There was a little anxiety and tension in her eyes.

Damn, that assassin. What happened to Roger. Why did he come here if he didn't take me back to the ghost ship?

I don't want to have any more contact with the Holy Temple.

I finally completed the task.

Lord Roman?

He is still a noble.

But the title of Lord is very special. It can be an earl, viscount and baron with real power. It can also be a person who has made contributions to society without real power.

I don't know which one this Roman is.

But it seems that Roger is very familiar with her. Could he be someone from the Storm Empire? It should be just a title.

For example, if a noble from the Storm Empire comes to the Hutt Empire, of course he cannot be really given real power. But in order to show close diplomatic relations, he can still be given a lord to show his noble status.

Especially for a coastal city like Drol City, it is still necessary to build a good relationship with the Storm Empire, the overlord of the sea.

"Take me to see Roger." Alok said with a frown.

"Sir, you can go back and lie down first. Someone will come soon. The lord has ordered it." The maid said politely but anxiously.

As soon as the voice fell.

Da~da~da~

The sound of high heels hitting the ground suddenly sounded, making Alok nervous. He hurriedly turned to face the corridor. He took a defensive posture. He was about to release the reappearance of yesterday.

After seeing a head of blue hair, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect Captain Jack to recover so quickly. You woke up the next morning. You are still quite energetic." Roman's sarcastic voice appeared again.

"Where is my pirate hat?" Alok asked in a deep voice without paying attention to Roman's words.

She raised her eyebrows, folded her hands on her chest, and asked in confusion:

"Why? Does the pirate hat have a special meaning? I thought you would ask where your will crystals are. That's a huge sum of money?"

"That's exactly what I want to ask." Alok replied without changing his face.

"And. Where is Roger?"

"What? Go to settle accounts with him?" Roman asked teasingly.

"He still owes me 1,000 gold coins? Of course I will go to settle accounts with him." Alok answered as a matter of course.

"Hahaha." A hearty laugh rang out. "I didn't expect Roger still owes you money. No wonder he said you were a stingy captain."

"Did he say that? Then I have to settle accounts with him." Alok was very unhappy.

"Come on. You take a rest first. I'll go find Roger for you. He's busy pruning my garden." Roman said in a relaxed tone.

Hmm? Roger, that bastard.

"I'll go with you. Bring my clothes first." Alok said impatiently.

"Don't worry. It's okay. I'll wash it for you." Roman seemed very casual.

She was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly said to Alok:

"Oh, by the way. I forgot if you didn't say it. I only found out yesterday that you are the goddess's favored one. Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"What?" Alok exclaimed.

"The mark on your back." Roman smiled.

Damn it! ! !

No way! ! No way! !

He ran into the room eagerly and found a huge full-length mirror. He hurriedly took off his pajamas, revealing his muscular upper body.

He turned his back to the mirror and looked at his back through the reflection.

A black dagger tattoo with a green glow was still there. As if it had never disappeared.

Damn it!!!

I thought I had completed the task and was let go.

"Tsk~tsk~tsk~ The captain's figure is really good. The scars on his back make him look more manly. From the first look, the captain is a man with stories." Roman leaned against the door frame, holding his hands as if savoring Alok's figure. "And the tattoos on his body are also very interesting. They look meaningful."

Alok had already given up hope when he saw the tattoo on his back. He abandoned his upper body naked. He turned around and asked in a low voice:

"Where's my equipment?"

"Right away. Get it for you right away." Roman said perfunctorily with a smile on his face.

. . . . . .

Instead of clothes, he waited for Roger and a bucket of hot water.

Although he knew that Roger would not harm him, Roman seemed to be on the same side as him. But he always felt uncomfortable.

He knew that Roman had saved him, but he couldn't express his gratitude.

He sighed softly. Sit in the hot water bucket and take a comfortable bath to wash away your fatigue.

The headache symptoms also seemed to improve slightly.

"Actually, Roman is a good person." Roger said with emotion, sitting on a chair in the living room.

"A cultist?" Alok said nothing good.

Roger smiled and did not answer Alok's rhetorical question, but told a story:

"I have known her for a long time. He was the daughter of an earl in the Stormwind Empire. Later, his parents were killed by the Anti-Will."

"Oh? That's why she joined the Temple and became an assassin. For revenge?" Alok was also a little surprised. doubted.

"Shouldn't a cult capture a group of people and lock them in one place to cultivate some terrorists?"

"Yes. It is true. But Roman is not." Roger nodded and explained.

"Even so." Alok still showed a somewhat sad expression.

"By the way, do you know where the teleportation array is sent to?" Alok suddenly asked.

"What? You still don't plan to let go of Anti-Will?" Roger said in surprise. "Lapton is dead."

Alok explained calmly: "It's nothing. I'm just asking. Do you know?"

"I don't know." He shook his head carelessly, and then continued to explain:

"For things like the teleportation array, you never know where the destination is. If you want to know where it went? I suggest you start with anti-will."

"Thank you, Second Officer Roger." Alok said with serious gratitude.

But then, he closed his eyes, felt the pleasure the hot water brought to him, put on the appearance of a creditor, and said:

"When will you give me your 1,000 gold coins?"

"Huh? Ha~ha, you said this. Wait a minute. I will give it to you as soon as I have the money." Roger started fighting instantly, haha.

He scratched his half-long blue hair, sat up from the chair, and made an excuse:

"I'm going to the bathroom. Oops, I drank too much water just now."

"Go ahead and remember to make money as soon as possible." Alok narrowed his eyes and said nonchalantly.

Hearing the sound of Roger walking out of the door, Alok opened his eyes, sighed softly, and put his left hand hidden under the water in front of him.

Although I know it may not be received because it is too far away. But I still touched it lightly and left another message to El:

"Where have you been?"