The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Where to go?"

Looking at Alok who was still sitting on the floor. Ir replied:

"Go find Rona and see if she has any offensive weapons suitable for you."

Alok was a little surprised and said: "Ah? I'm just buying a one-handed sword? Do I have to go to Rona to buy it?"

Ir stood up straight, holding his waist with both hands, and sighed helplessly:

"Please, brother, we are extraordinary people now, and ordinary weapons can only have limited effects. We must use weapons with extraordinary power to really hurt extraordinary people."

"Of course, buying a one-handed sword is also okay. If it is an extraordinary weapon."

Shrugged, Alok was speechless.

In fact, I still want a one-handed sword.

Cool.

Wait until I buy one myself.

But what Ir said is right, only if you buy an extraordinary weapon can you be called an extraordinary person.

I'm going to chop an extraordinary person with a knife?

This is probably something only a fool can do.

Seeing Alok shrug and not speak, Ir understood what Alok meant.

She pursed her lips, looked at Alok, and said:

"Change your clothes, we'll go to Rona's house. Be a little more decent. Don't be as embarrassed as that day."

. . .

Following what Ir had said just now, Alok changed into a slightly decent outfit, but his temperament was really not flattering.

He wore a long-sleeved white shirt tucked into his pants. He also wore a very small deerskin vest on the outside.

Under Ir's objection, he reluctantly changed into a pair of blue giant bone fish skin pants. He wore a pair of deerskin boots.

In addition, Alok's own handsome face.

From a distance, he looked like a human being.

But he was not good when he got closer. He crossed his arms without being a gentleman, looking up at the sky. He was waiting for Ir to iron his clothes.

To make himself look cleaner and more decent.

Although Alok was far behind Ir in terms of clothing and dressing, he still wanted to express his opinion.

"It's really too hot."

Although the pants made of giant bone fish skin are naturally cool. But it's still hot.

When the sun shines outside, your butt will be burned.

Unfortunately, in front of Il, the voice of opposition is ineffective.

This has been fully reflected in the previous experiments.

If you want Il to listen to your opinions and buy things for you.

First, don't express your opinions, and then listen to her.

If Il is happy, maybe she will listen to you happily.

Then when Il figured it out, she would forgive herself. And I got a piece of will crystal for nothing.

That should have been mine.

Well~~~

The Book of the Prophet must not be given to her.

"Okay, okay. Sit down now." A light voice interrupted Alok's thoughts.

"Now I'll fix your hair." Il pointed to the huge dressing table in his room.

It's behind that huge wardrobe. I didn't see it last time I came.

Tsk tsk tsk, the wardrobe is really big.

Look at the desk in the study area over there.

Well, women love beauty more.

Following Il's command, she sat on her chair.

Il didn't do Elok's hair seriously, but stood behind him. Suddenly she raised her right hand, stretched out a finger, and read to the mirror in Azera:

"Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

Elok was overwhelmed by this sudden change. He looked at Il, who was full of imagination, through the mirror in surprise.

The mirror was like a wave on the water, and Il's face appeared again.

She nodded with satisfaction.

"Sure enough, I am the most beautiful woman."

"Okay, the hairstyle is done. Let's go."

"Ah?" Elok turned around and looked at Il in shock.

Aren't you doing my hair? Aren't you just showing off your divination skills?

And then be narcissistic by the way?

But after seeing Il's expression of "What? You don't accept it."

He shrugged and stood up as if nothing had happened. He stretched his body, pretended to be a gentleman and raised his head and chest. He said:

"Let's go, the most beautiful lady in the world."

This sentence made Il smile immediately. I thought to myself:

I really didn't expect my brother to be such a person.

This is really great. I will take out 1% of the money to buy him a hat later. His tricorner hat is also lost.

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Walking on the road, Il was very noticeable.

She was wearing a lavender knee-length dress. There was no lace decoration on it. Instead, it had a shining star pattern with a mysterious color.

This kind of skirt is very popular in Navest State where Drol City is located, but in Damia, the capital of the Hutt Empire, knee-length skirts would be considered indecent.

But if you have to wear the popular floor-length skirt in Damia in Drol City, you will definitely be hot to death. Especially in summer.

Il also wore a vest-style dark purple corset on his upper body. It was decorated with light moon accessories. Without the complicated lace decoration, it looked very simple and mysterious.

She held Alok's arm with one hand and held a small purple parasol with the other. She walked slowly on the road, poking Alok's waist from time to time to ask him to walk more gentlemanly.

She asked Alok to stop a carriage on the road.

The carriage took the two people to Hamilton District, Lorna O'Toole's home.

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An undecorated public carriage slowly stopped in front of the villa in the Otto Manor. The well-dressed driver in the carriage slowly stepped down from the top of the carriage, opened the door, and took down a small wooden stool from above.

A handsome young man with black hair and black eyes got out of the carriage first. Then he stretched out his right hand and hid his left hand behind his back to hide the rabbit tattoo. Like a gentleman asking a girl to dance.

A touch of lavender mystery slowly fell from the carriage.

With a slight nod, the purple girl took out five silver coins from her small bag and handed them to the coachman.

She crossed the arm of the gentleman next to her and motioned for him to call the door.

This is Count Otto's estate. One of the best people in Drol City.

He was an upstart who gradually emerged after Grand Duke Dror came to power. Not old enough, but young enough.

Alok came to the door and rang the doorbell.

After waiting quietly for five seconds, a manservant wearing a black vest and a white wig opened the door.

When he saw the visitor whom he didn’t recognize, he still showed a standard smile and said:

"May I ask what you are doing for these two distinguished guests?"

After responding with the same polite smile, Elok gently pulled Alok and took the right to speak:

"Hello, I'm Rona's friend and I'm here to see Lorna. I'm sorry for not notifying my visit in advance, but I already told Lorna yesterday."

Hearing that a man and a woman were looking for Lorna, the manservant looked as if he suddenly realized something, but his expression remained expressionless.

This is probably due to excellent qualities.

He said:

"I don't know what to call you two?"

"Evel Phasma," El said as he introduced himself, and then he just ignored Alok who was a little uncomfortable next to him:

"My brother, Elok Phasma."

With more humor in his eyes, the manservant said:

"plz follow me."

After arriving at a gorgeous living room, he said again:

"Mr. Phasma, Miss Phasma, please wait a moment. I will inform Miss Lorna."

He first directed the maid in the living room to make a pot of black tea from Damia for the two guests, and then. Nod again. Leave with a smile.

Rona was studying music, but he did not inform her directly. Instead, he turned to Count Otto's room and knocked on the door. After hearing Count Otto's somewhat majestic "Please come in".

Pushing open the door, without communicating too much, hiding the funny look in his eyes, he said bluntly:

"Your Majesty, there is Miss Phasma and her brother coming to see Miss Lorna."

After hearing this, Count Otto's eyes suddenly lit up and he said:

"Oh? How old?"

"He's probably just grown up. He's very handsome." The manservant replied calmly.

"Phasma. Phasma." Count Otto said silently several times. Suddenly he said:

"Is this the surname of Archduke Dror's historical advisor?"