The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

She was in the cabin on the second floor. Probably my own room.

Elok picked up the tricorn hat placed on the coffee table and put it on his head. Then he walked out of the room calmly.

Arriving at the room where Connor was, Alok knocked politely on the door twice but did not enter. This is basic courtesy for women.

Especially when entering the boudoir.

The only guards patrolling the corridors. Passengers were temporarily confined to the cabin. But when the guards saw it was Alok standing at the door of Connor's cabin, they all showed a complicated expression.

On one side there is respect and fear, on the other side it is true.

Then walk away quickly. There was a murmur.

After a while, there was still no response in the room, but Alok was not in a hurry.

Could it be that he was sleeping in? I'm all up.

By the way, why don’t people in this world have the habit of sleeping in?

After the guard walked away, Alok had a helpless expression on his face and knocked on Connor's door again.

"Bang, bang, bang,"

After waiting for a few seconds, Connor's somewhat lazy but alert voice came from the room:

"Who?"

"Alok Phasma." Alok replied with a hoarse voice.

The door opened a small crack first, revealing one of Connor's eyes.

After Connor saw clearly that the person who came was indeed Alok, she opened the door, frowned and asked, "What are you doing here? Another commission??"

"No." Alok replied politely.

He pointed inside and asked, "Won't you invite me to come in and sit down?"

Connor was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and slippers. After a long silence, he finally let the door open, turned back to the room, and said to Alok: "Remember to close the door."

"Of course. Thank you. It's too tiring to stand and talk." Alok replied with a smile.

He took off his hat and held it in his hand to make himself look sincere.

Connor purchased a ticket for a single cabin with a small bed and two small sofas.

Connor sat on one of them.

Seeing this, Alok sat down opposite Connor consciously. Looking at Connor's still bruised face, he said: "You see, knocking on someone else's door and then coming in is the most basic respect for the owner. I have always been like this."

Connor's face became increasingly blue, and Alok coughed and continued:

"The only time I knocked on someone else's door without the courtesy and barged in was once. The time when I was slaying the anti-will."

"Why did you come to me?" Connor asked in a very unpleasant tone.

"It's nothing else. I just want to cause trouble for you." Alok said with a smile.

Then he hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong. Because your assassination ruined my long-planned plan, I'm a little~~um~~ unhappy." Alok thought about it for a moment. I chose a word that didn't sound that serious.

Hearing this, Connor was startled. He stood up from the sofa in a hurry, hid behind, and then said vigilantly: "Who knows what your plan is? Have you told me? How can you blame me for destroying your plan?" What’s the plan?”

Alok was a little confused by Connor's overly violent reaction: "But I told you not to destroy it."

"But you didn't tell me not to destroy anything?" Connor retorted.

Uh~~~

I suddenly felt that what Connor said made sense. .

Am I wrong? ?

"So, what does this have to do with me," Connor continued. "What exactly is your plan?"

"Uh~~" Alok suddenly felt speechless. I can only explain Connor’s last question:

"I want Earl Edward to get off the ship and kill him. Because killing on the ship will cause all kinds of problems. For example, now. We can't take the Dror to Damia."

"Huh? Why?" Connor suddenly asked with wide eyes.

"Why else? Edward is dead. Of course the police have to come to investigate. Of course the ship must stop first. It will not start until the investigation is clear." Elok explained.

Looking at Connor's still confused eyes, Alok asked in disbelief:

"You don't know what happened yesterday, do you?"

"Thunder? Rain?" Connor tried to say.

Alok suddenly slapped his forehead and said: "I suggest you go find out for yourself. But the current situation is that you can't take the Dror to Damia."

Connor frowned instantly, glanced at Alok, and said:

“You came here just to tell me this??”

"Of course not. I'm here to warn you. As an assassin, you are still too young. Before the assassination, you must consider the escape plan after the assassination is successful and the contingency plan after the assassination fails."

Alok clapped his fingers and continued: "There is also the ability to understand the target before assassinating, extraordinary weapons, bodyguards, everything. Do you understand?"

"It's the same as what my teacher said." Connor said seriously.

Seeing Connor who looked like a student, Alok said helplessly:

"If I had followed my plan, these problems would not have happened at all. But now."

"Look at what you are doing now. The ship is about to start an investigation. Do you think that as a member of the cult, you can evade Heipi's inspection? Can you evade the temple's inspection? Or are you planning to jump into the sea? Escape?"

"Hmm~~~" Connor suddenly became like a child who made a mistake. He lowered his head and said nothing.

"Forget it. Next time if there is a mission for the temple, you must pay attention." Alok whispered.

It's better not to conflict with my plan again.

"But I didn't come here to tell you this." Alok continued, preparing to introduce his main topic today.

"Then what are you doing for?" Connor relaxed and asked.

"You made such a big mistake, affecting my plan and having such a big impact on me. Don't you think you should compensate me a little?"

Connor was stunned for a moment, thinking about what Alok said before, and then reacted and shouted loudly:

"What? You came here to rob me of my money?"

"What rob? Didn't I teach you so much knowledge? As the saying goes, every failure makes you wiser, and the value of the wisdom you have gained is infinite." Alok explained quickly.

"Also. I can take you off the ship. Help you avoid the investigation of the black skin and the temple. Of course, there is also a fee."

"Don't even think about it!" Connor hurriedly covered his trouser pockets, as if he was afraid that Alok would take his gun away.

She slowly backed away, finally retreating to the door, and then slid into the shadows, disappearing without a trace.

Alok hadn't intended to keep her. He had intended to teach her a lesson. But seeing Connor's look, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

But asking for some money isn't too much, is it? After all, I really took the blame for you.

If it weren't for me, you would have been found.

Right.

But since you don't want to give it. ~~~

Then let me learn from my mistakes? ?

You'll be on your own.

He shook his head and stood up from the sofa, not touching Connor's personal belongings, which was basic respect for people.

He didn't intend to trouble Connor again, but used the door-opening skill to open the door, and then politely closed it. He walked past the waiter who was pretending to clean the hallway.

He came to the bow.

From a distance, he could already see the port. The Drol happened to be anchored here.

From the bow, two small boats were slowly approaching the Drol.

That was probably the ship of the Temple and the Black Skin.

Alok was in a good mood.

Although there were many problems in the process. But the problem of Earl Edward was finally solved.

This made him feel relieved.

Although this incident also prevented me from enjoying my trip on the Drol.

Because of Florian's relationship, as a relative, I should not have to stay on the ship for inspection all the time.

Besides, I have no problem myself.

It is estimated that it is still a long way to Damia. I have to go to that Luca Port to find out if there are any ships going to Damia.

Or I can go by land.

But it will probably be slower.

"Sir Phasma." A loud voice came from behind. Alok knew it was Florian without looking back.

He looked at the ship approaching in the distance and said, "When will the investigation begin? You know. I have something to do in Damia."

"Soon. The Temple and the Black Skin will not delay this kind of thing." Florian walked to Alok's side and said.