The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Eilok is not a reckless man like Florian.

Although at the beginning of the battle, he would choose a fierce, unexpected and decisive attack. But in the battle, flexible fighting is still the first choice.

Seeing Sergei rushing towards him like an idiot. A successful smile appeared on his face.

Standing still, watching Sergei's charge with a weird smile.

Waiting for Sergei's despair.

The phantom was broken, and Sergei's strength hit the air, and his waist was suddenly sprained. With his eyes wide open, he looked at the empty front in despair.

Finally, with a loud gunshot of "bang~~", he had an intimate contact with the floor.

The giant sword fell to his hand instantly.

Lightning flashed across the sky, becoming more and more dense. The clouds also became particularly heavy, and heavy rain poured down.

The strong wind made the Dror, which was originally as stable as flat ground, begin to shake a little.

But Elok could still stand steadily. He was somewhat accustomed to such a life at sea.

I believe that even if we are on the ghost ship, it will be fine.

After waiting for a few seconds, Florian slowly walked to Sergei's body and picked up the giant sword. Without saying a word, he shrunk the giant sword into a short sword.

His eyes were bright, and he wiped it with great interest. He said:

"Not a bad weapon. I thought it would be a shield or something. A giant sword like this with a transformation spell is really rare."

"As long as you like it." Alok responded with a light smile.

He loaded the silver pain with bullets. It was as if killing a person was nothing.

"Now, we just wait for Captain Pierre to come with his men. Just tell him directly that we killed the assassin." Alok said nonchalantly.

He smiled slightly and looked outside the corridor. He said confidently: "He is here."

With an evil smile on his face, he waited for Pierre to arrive.

Imagine the naked words coming out of Florian's mouth.

However, after a while, in the astral vision, Pierre turned around with many people and walked to the next door of Alok.

301——Earl Edward's room.

You can even hear the hurried footsteps outside here.

Alok was suddenly stunned.

He looked at Florian and said in surprise: "Captain Pierre went to 301. What happened?"

"Uh~ I don't know. If it's true. I think we should go and see." Florian looked strange.

"Of course it's true." Alok responded.

Suddenly, he frowned.

It seems a little wrong.

Why did he go to Earl Edward's room?

I really didn't see Earl Edward today.

Usually he was having dinner with Pierre in the restaurant at this time.

He was not found in the room either.

Could it be~~~

"Let's go. Let's go and see." He hurriedly called. Then, he instructed Roger again:

"Roger. You wait here and clean up the scene. Wait for the crystallization of the will body to precipitate. Then whatever is left will be your reward this time."

"Tsk~~Thank you, Captain Jack. You are so generous." Roger's eyes suddenly showed a bright light, and he flattered hypocritically.

Alok rushed out of the room first and hurried to 301 next door.

Before entering, he saw the crowd gathered at the door.

Through the gap between people, Alok saw a shocking scene.

Count Edward had fallen in a pool of blood, and the life priest also fell beside him.

He and Florian squeezed through the crowd. Looking at the scene in front of him in surprise.

This~~~

No wonder I didn't see the shadow of Count Edward just now, nor did Ikas's astral body.

He didn't know what he felt in his heart. Suddenly he was at a loss.

This is really a situation that can't be worse. And it was totally unexpected.

I planned it for so long.

He died before he even started? ? ?

Damn it~~~ You're screwing me.

There was no sign of struggle in the room. Earl Edward and Icas both fell to the ground with their throats cut.

This was done by the assassin's second-level skill.

Damn it!

It was Connor.

Is this the plan of the Templar? ?

Otherwise, why did the Templar send Connor?

Why didn't I think of it before.

The Templar sent someone to assassinate me. What else should I plan? It's over if I wait.

Today is indeed a good day for killing.

Since I got on the ship, today is the first cloudy day.

A cloudy day means there is no strong light source. It also means that the assassin can be invisible and use shadows without restraint.

It is indeed a good day for killing.

But why do I feel like someone has robbed me of my head.

Damn it~~~Ah~~Ah!!

Alok yelled madly.

The blood on the floor has not yet coagulated. It seems that not much time has passed.

After going crazy, Alok suddenly took a deep breath and calmed down. He thought about what to do next.

How to deal with Pierre's questions and how to explain that he didn't do it.

He also had to think about how to help Connor get away with it. Alok didn't want Connor to be exposed.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and he said to Pierre who was looking at him angrily: "Give me a minute."

He closed his eyes, ignored the "Muggles" behind him, and silently chanted the spell:

"Transformation of the Dead."

He performed a prelude to the dead body of Count Edward, hoping to transform it into a dead body, and then hand it over to Heipi for investigation.

On the one hand, he could find evidence that Count Edward had become an anti-will cultist, and on the other hand, he could exonerate himself, Florian, and Pierre.

Count Edward was not a superhuman, so such a transformation was difficult to succeed.

If he was transformed into an unconscious zombie or something like that, it would be useless.

Only succubus and evil spirits that still had some consciousness could be of some use.

I don't know if it was Alok's luck or Count Edward's will body strength was higher than that of ordinary people.

Alok's dead body transformation ritual was successful.

Sure enough, this skill was useless for living people, but for dead people, the efficiency of dead body transformation was still very fast.

A faint shadow appeared in the air. Of course, it could only be seen with will body vision.

Alok promptly recited again: "Sleeping dead, listen to my call."

He felt that he could already control the dead body of Count Edward. He breathed a sigh of relief.

He controlled the undead spirit of Earl Edward and made him possess a tea box on the table.

Then he used a mental network to seal him.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief again, handed the tea box to Florian, and said:

"I sealed his will inside. When you return to the Black~~e, you can hand it over to the Mystery Department for investigation. Fortunately, he didn't die for a long time."

"Maybe we can find evidence."

Florian also came back to his senses from being at a loss. He took the tea box handed to him by Alok and said, "I hope so."

"Now the problem is not how long the death lasted, but how to deal with it. Sir Phasma. I don't know what you think of this matter." Pierre looked vicious. He said with gritted teeth.

Elok looked back at the angry Pierre, not caring about the many people standing behind Pierre who didn't know what was going on, and said helplessly: "It really wasn't me. Florian and I were killing assassins next door at the time."

Looking at Pierre's increasingly gloomy face, he continued to explain:

"We just found evidence that the passenger living next door to Earl Edward was an assassin. We wanted to catch him alive, but unfortunately he resisted, and during the battle, we had to kill him."

Elok smiled bitterly, not knowing whether such an explanation would satisfy Pierre.

This was originally the argument in the plan. But the premise is that Earl Edward is not dead. But who knew that Connor, this idiot, would ruin his plan.

Damn. Stupid assassin.

How could the Temple send out such an idiot assassin to assassinate?

The problem was successful.

I also reminded her not to ruin my plan.

But~~~I'm so angry.

I don't know if Pierre will still cooperate in this way.

"Captain!! Captain!!" The hurried voice suddenly broke the silence between the two.

The violent lightning suddenly illuminated everyone's faces.

"What's going on!" Pierre shouted angrily. He seemed to want to vent his emotions.

The guard who just ran over was frightened and turned pale. He said tremblingly: "Mason, Miss Mason was assassinated."