The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Ariel walked to the door of 213 with his bare feet and a palette in his hand, looking at the oil paintings on the wall with relish.

She expelled the poor-looking sweeper aunt, and then stood alone in front of the oil painting to admire it.

It's like admiring a landscape painting.

While appreciating it, he nodded:

"Yes, the movement is indeed very fast."

Then as the picture continued to change, she gradually frowned and complained:

"What? You said you would move quickly and be able to solve it right away, but this is the result~~~"

She said "cut~~" disdainfully.

Then, he picked up the palette in his hand, took out a small macaw feather paintbrush, and dipped a little of the red paint on the palette.

Put a big red cross on the man's back.

Like grading homework for primary school students.

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Cervantes' heart almost stopped beating. Seeing his former friend, now a crazy demon, rushing towards him, he felt a chill down his spine.

It feels like my life is coming to an end.

The lover had long been frightened and fainted. After taking advantage of the chaos to deal with the artist, he thought it was over. Who knew that such a situation would happen again.

Just when the demon had arrived in front of him, the power suddenly disappeared, and everything in the room seemed to fall into stillness.

Behind Cervantes' invisible demon, a huge red cross suddenly appears.

The acid rain stopped falling, the huge body shrank, and the red skin returned to normal.

The demon suddenly stopped in the air and then fell directly to the ground. Lost life.

Everything is so sudden.

Alok and Cervantes looked at each other and saw disbelief and a hint of panic in each other's eyes.

I was just about to prepare for a big fight, but the result was gone. . .

But that’s right, I don’t know what will happen if I keep fighting. Whether you can go out or not is a question. Maybe that's the best way to handle it.

In the painting, Ariel's abilities are simply invincible.

Elok swallowed, and then shouted loudly at the door in Elven script: "Praise the moon. Praise Ariel."

He glanced at Cervantes. said:

"Now, the matter is solved. Remember to pay."

Cervantes also recovered from the panic, cast a suggestion technique on himself, calmed his emotions, and then stroked his pounding heart and said:

"Of course, no problem. Your Excellency Phasma. Your professionalism is admirable. I have the money with me. But now should we see if the matter is absolutely true?"

"It's been solved." Alok said confidently.

The demon's crystals have begun to precipitate, and it will be over once and for all as long as you wait ten minutes.

Cervantes was still a little worried, so he approached the demon's body. Although he couldn't see anything, he was still relieved.

"Thank you, Lord Phasma." He took a deep breath and said.

"You're welcome. It's just a transaction." Alok said, leaning against the wall.

He just suddenly felt dizzy, as if he had drunk too much.

This is probably a side effect of Windrunner.

Don't know how long it will last. Hope it's faster.

I took a look at the damaged door. The door frame was not damaged, so it wasn't a big problem.

Can still go out.

Cervantes seemed to see that something was wrong with Alok, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he picked up the coat beside him and took out a whole wad of banknotes. After getting out of bed and handing it to Alok, he said:

"Transaction complete."

"No problem. You wait for a while before leaving. It's best to let yourself fall asleep. I will deal with the subsequent affairs. Be normal." Alok said while leaning against the wall and counting the banknotes.

"I understand. I have to spend the whole afternoon here. Right?" Cervantes said.

"Yes, that would make it seem reasonable." Alok replied as he put the banknotes in his pocket. "It's best to fall asleep. That way you'll be safe."

Cervantes glanced at Alok's eyes, nodded seriously, and said, "I understand. I will hypnotize myself."

"That's good." Alok nodded.

"Do I need to find another room?" Cervantes asked.

"No need, it's enough here." Alok responded with his head lowered. He didn't want Cervantes to know where exactly he was fighting.

Hearing this, Cervantes nodded, then returned to the bed, closed his eyes and exerted a hypnotic spell on himself. Immediately fell into sleep.

Alok sighed softly, then recited a spell silently, and performed an amnestic surgery on Cervantes and his lover.

Afterwards, he will remember nothing about Elok Phasma, only that the trouble is solved.

I entrusted a professional to help me solve this problem.

As for who it is, it is unknown.

I came out today just to have a date with my lover.

It was a friend who told me that Dark Night Rose Bar was very good.

These are his own words.

Although selective removal of these things is technically difficult and takes a long time, it is still feasible with careful operation.

This is also to impose an insurance policy on yourself.

A person who can afford 1,200 gold coins at any time, and an opponent who can afford a level three demon.

Both sides are not easy to mess with.

Ailok didn't want to cause such trouble. At least not before finding Il.

"It seems that your level is not bad. But the speed is not as fast as you said." Ariel's voice came from the door.

Ailok looked over, showed a forced and awkward smile, and said:

"Some unexpected demons are powerful. They can survive in such a situation and exert such powerful combat power. It's really unexpected."

"Indeed. So, you still have to be careful when dealing with demons." Ariel suggested.

"The artist's crystal must be given to me. I have to take it back."

"No problem, that's what you deserve. Give me the demon's." Ailok replied weakly.

He staggered to the two corpses.

He squatted down and picked up the crystal that had precipitated on the ground. He pulled out the dagger and wiped it on the clothes on the corpse, and then took the whip of the abuser in his hand.

Finally, the gorgeous crystal was handed to Ariel.

After all the assignments were completed, he tried to say, "I wonder if I can know the second-level artist spell. In exchange."

"Why. You still want some benefits?" Ariel took the crystal, glanced at Alok, and said with his hands on his chest.

"Hehe~~" Alok laughed a few times. No words.

"Dance of the Stars" Ariel turned and walked out of the room, and a standard Elvish voice came.

"Thank you. Ariel. The most beautiful moonlight." Alok said loudly with a smile.

The next step is to clean up the battlefield.

He shook his head helplessly, and followed Ariel out of the door. He called the cleaning lady over loudly and ordered:

"Roger. My second mate. Now it's time for an excellent second mate to play his most critical role."

"Go and drag the two people who can still breathe out."

"Miss Ariel, I'll have to trouble you to help me when the time comes." Alok turned and said with a smile.

She rolled her eyes, but didn't object. She leaned against the wall with her arms around her chest, and then waited for Roger to finish his work.

"Ah??? Is this what a second mate should do? Are you kidding me, Captain?" Roger pinched his waist with a broom, looking like an aunt sweeping the floor.

"That's right. Do you want to go? I'm going to give you some funds." Alok looked at Roger seriously and said.

"No problem, I promise to complete the task." Roger gave a lame navy salute. Then he quickly came into the room.

Alok showed full contempt for such a quick change of face, and said to Ariel:

"To deal with such people, threats are necessary. It's really cheap."

"Tsk~~ You are almost the same. How can we act together if we are not on the same side?" Ariel also showed full contempt, but brought Alok with him.

"In short, it's a great harvest." Alok quickly changed the subject. Now is not a good time to talk about this.

"I will go to the front desk to recharge. Don't worry."

"That's good." Ariel showed a relaxed smile.

Roger dragged a man and a woman with both hands and dragged them to the corridor, and then he was stunned to see Ariel take down the painting from the wall.

"Now, throw them in and throw them on the bed, and the mission is completed. I'll wait for you downstairs." Alok ordered again.

"Ah???" Roger questioned, and then saw Alok's expression, and cleaned up the battlefield alone.

After a while, seeing Roger dragging the two "corpses" into the room, Alok said again:

"Oh, by the way. Can you give me that painting? It's my precious memory."