The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

This was originally a minor incident, which was not enough to affect Alok, but somehow it became more and more serious.

He absolutely did not want this incident to be so big that it would affect his life. After all, he had to stay on the ship for a full month.

After the excitement of life on the ship in the past few days, Alok gradually felt bored with everything on the ship.

Monotonous diet, coupled with the unchanging sea view. Even the seagulls became listless.

Due to the lack of external information, the episode became the only topic of conversation.

Coupled with people's rumors, the three news gradually merged into one.

A stowaway came to the ship, stole the property of several gentlemen in the second-class cabin, and went to assassinate Lord Phasma. But due to his lack of skills, he failed and was killed instead. But he had other accomplices, also stowaways, hiding on the ship.

Alok was not interested in this because he knew it was nonsense. There was no assassin at all, and the only stowaway was Nick.

He was interested in Earl Edward. After the last incident, Alok never saw Earl Edward appear alone in his sight. He was either with Captain Peel or with other nobles on the ship.

And a woman with light golden hair always appeared beside him from time to time. Her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Earl Edward, but she was full of youth.

Although they met by chance every time, Alok knew that she was Earl Edward's daughter, the priest of life.

Of course, Alok did not forget politeness and hypocrisy. He always chatted with her with a smile, making her think that the surveillance was successful.

Of course, it was the same today.

Eluoke opened the door, took the hat off the hanger, and gently put it on his head. Seeing Ikas who just passed by the door, he nodded gently and said with a smile:

"This is really a fateful meeting. Miss Ikas, I see you again. I have always wondered whether the God of Order destined us to be together."

"Hehe, Mr. Phasma, you are saying the same thing again. I don't know if you should change it to something new. I am tired of hearing it. Maybe you should say, 'Miss Ikas, you are my destined lover.'" Ikas smiled funny and imitated Alok.

"Just kidding. But fate always makes us meet. I have to say that this is my luck." Alok continued to flatter hypocritically.

He looked at Ikas's light blue eyes seriously and asked:

"I wonder what Miss Ikas is going to do now? I'm going to have breakfast. I wonder if I can invite Miss Ikas to join me?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Phasma. I've already had breakfast this morning, and I've even had lunch in the restaurant. Mr. Phasma's sleep quality is admirable." Ikas smiled and shook his head to refuse. But there was a hint of humor in his eyebrows.

"That's a pity. You have to understand that an insomniac must make up for sleep during the day." Alok blinked and said with a smile. "My stomach is already reminding me like crazy. Sorry, I have to go to the restaurant quickly, otherwise he may protest."

"Oh, then I won't disturb Mr. Phasma's business. Goodbye." Ikas made an elegant noble kneeling salute and said to Alok.

"Look forward to our meeting again." Alok gently took off his hat and nodded slightly in return.

The two people passed by, but there was a bit of unusual atmosphere in the air.

The corners of Alok's mouth curled up slightly, and he pressed the bowler hat on his head and continued to walk towards the restaurant.

After passing Viscount Mason's room 311 and turning two right-angled corners, the first ten rooms with slightly different decorations were in front. Generally speaking, they would be given to people with actual titles. Viscount Mason also bought a ticket, but gave it to his precious daughter.

Yes, that was Miss Mason who was standing at the door in front, at a loss. She was holding a few breads in her hands, standing at the door anxiously, with a little sweat on her head and a frown.

"What happened? Miss Mason?" Alok asked with a smile and doubt.

"No, nothing." The moment Miss Mason saw Alok, she was like a child who had made a mistake and was caught, staring at Alok with wide eyes. It seemed that she wanted to rely on this sentence to make Alok believe her blindness.

"Lost the key?" Alok couldn't help laughing.

"The ship is a bit chaotic recently, so you must keep your keys safe. If you lose them, it may be very troublesome at night." Alok reminded kindly. "Also, it's not safe to stay alone. Why don't you go find Lord Viscount Mason?"

Miss Mason continued to look at Alok with her black gemstone-like eyes, and said timidly: "I just forgot to bring it."

Alok curled his lips and could not deny it.

Then, he smiled slightly, stood in front of Room 310 seriously, closed his eyes and muttered something.

He said a serious Chinese sentence:

"Open Sesame!!"

Then, he calmly turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.

"Look, my spell worked." He said with a little smile on his face.

But he didn't enter, that would be very rude. He just opened the door a crack and blinked his eyes and said:

"In order to prevent me from chanting spells in the middle of the night, you must plug the bolt in."

Miss Mason seemed to be frightened by this scene, and also seemed to be frightened by Alok's last words. She looked at Alok with some fear, and then looked at the door that had been locked.

After waiting for a while, she finally reacted and said politely:

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. I was waiting for you to say that." Alok performed a gentleman's etiquette, looking like a real gentleman, not a pirate.

Without waiting for Miss Mason's greeting, he turned around and left.

Because his stomach had begun to protest.

Although he had seen a figure flashing through the door at the last moment, he had known it for a long time, so he was not surprised.

That was Nick.

Because the police had been checking the third and second class cabins in recent days, he had no choice but to hide in Miss Mason's room.

As for what he did at night, Alok didn't know, but Miss Mason never ate in the restaurant. She said it was because she was not used to it.

It was really a ghost of a sense of not being used to it.

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Nick's face was a little pale, with two obvious dark circles around his eyes, and it was obvious that he didn't sleep well last night.

He had heard Miss Mason's voice outside the door a long time ago, but for some reason she didn't open the door.

He has been here for nearly a week, since the guards started checking the second day after boarding the ship.

In the eyes of the guards, the second and third class cabins are like their own homes, and they can check whatever they want. But for the first-class noble cabins, they have no way to start. If you don't want to lose your job, it's best not to trouble the nobles.

So, this has become the safest place on the entire ship. The only disadvantage is that you can't leave, which makes Nick feel very unhappy. All his resentment is vented on Alok.

Hearing the door open, he secretly took a look and it turned out to be that Phasma. Damn thing.

He gritted his teeth, but didn't dare to speak. He was afraid of being complained by the so-called Lord Phasma again.

Originally, no one knew about his smuggling. Although the chief guard caught him once, he escaped because of his wit.

It was this Phasma who exposed himself.

I thought this person was a good person and blessed me to find perfect love.

Now I have found it, but he comes to stop me.

As expected, he is a hypocritical noble, a stupid scum, and a parasite of society.

But you have to know that perfect love is not afraid of difficulties.

People are not always at the bottom.

When I successfully marry Miss Mary, I will definitely make you look good.

He seemed to have a ball of anger in his heart, with nowhere to vent.

He clenched his fists and waited for Mary Mason to return to the room. His low voice could not hide his anger:

"What happened just now? What are you and that damn Phasma doing?"

Miss Mason glanced at Nick, who seemed to be suppressed, and was very dissatisfied with his impolite words. He didn't look like a gentleman, not polite at all. So, Miss Mason frowned and said:

"It's Lord Phasma. You are too rude. Besides, what's going on between me and him is none of your business."