The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"One hundred gold coins. No cheating."

Roger stretched out a wing, which looked like an arm, and then seemed to realize that this could not express his meaning, so he retracted it again.

Recalling the scene of his sister Il bargaining, Alok touched his chin.

But he thought again, it was cheated anyway, so it didn't matter how much money it was.

He slapped the table and said bluntly: "Deal. What is the spell. But I don't have money now, so it's considered paying back the debt."

"Then you have to write me a certificate first, or just perform a ceremony. Otherwise I don't believe it." Roger said.

I didn't expect Roger to be so smart.

So cautious.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that my sister was different.

What I wrote didn't work.

I don't have the final say at home. Hahaha.

Hmm? It seems a little wrong, can this be boasted?

"No problem, I'll write you a certificate, Azerawen writes it. This should be okay." Alok said in a serious tone. "As we all know, Azeraven can't fake it."

"Okay, there's also the news about the ship. Write it down as well." Roger said.

"I have to work on that ship myself, and I have to hire a second-level binder. It doesn't count." Alok looked at Roger and said.

"Besides, it's not your ship."

"Okay, okay, Alok, write it quickly." Roger said helplessly.

Selling the skill for 100 gold coins is already a profit.

This silly boy just entered the extraordinary and doesn't know how much the skill costs. Ha~

"No hurry, wait until I finish my meal, and ask the waiter to bring me a piece of parchment. And ink." Alok picked up the fork again, fiddled with it. Frowning, he put it down, and directly picked up the whole fish and ate it.

It's still so comfortable, what the hell is this.

Which idiot came up with eating fish with a fork.

I really miss chopsticks.

Wait for me to make a few?

I can't make cars and airplanes, can't I make chopsticks?

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Watching the waiter clean up the table, Alok sat on the bed and said, "Can you bring me a piece of parchment, ink and a quill pen later?"

The waiter glanced at Alok and nodded slightly, "Okay, sir. I'll bring it up to you right away."

"Thank you." Alok replied politely.

"You are so polite, sir. You are the politest customer I have ever seen." The waiter looked up and looked at Alok again in a thick jacket.

Hearing this, Alok was stunned and said in surprise, "Really? I thought this was normal. People should be equal, right?"

"Oh, sir. We are just servants. You are too kind." She cleaned up the table and bowed slightly. She said again, "Bring up what you want right away. It's free."

"Thank you again."

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After a while, the door opened again.

The waiter just put the parchment and ink bottle on the table in front of Alok.

After a slight nod, Alok watched the waiter leave again.

"Proof. On May 6, Roger's debt to Ivel was cancelled by 100 gold coins." Alok looked at Roger standing on the bed and asked, "How about that?"

"Okay. No problem." Roger flew to the table, looked at the parchment under his feet, and said again: "Anyway, Azeraven will not tolerate deception. The most important thing is the information contained on it."

"Then I'll write it, just a piece of paper."

Alok picked up the messy feather pen inserted in the ink bottle.

He picked up the pen and wrote:

Proof

The debt between Roger and Ivel was cancelled by 100 gold coins.

Alok

May 6.

"How about it, I didn't lie to you." He rolled up the parchment and put it on the table. Leaning on the back of the chair, Alok said in a nonchalant tone:

"Tell me, what is the spell."

Grabbing the parchment under his feet, Roger cleared his throat and said:

"It's Azeroth's 'Sleeping Undead, Heed My Call', and the other is Azeroth's 'Undead Transformation'."

"Two? They're quite long." Alok asked in confusion.

"Yes, this corresponds to the different uses of this skill. In fact, there is only one mark on the astral body. So it only counts as one skill." Roger explained.

"Then I made a profit. Ha~" Alok was a little happy.

"Yes, you made a profit, you made a lot of money." Roger just grinned. Nothing else said. "This is actually quite normal. I have seen a skill with three spells."

"Oh? There is also this kind. Isn't it more powerful?" Alok suddenly became interested.

"Yes, you should know it. The witch's elemental affinity." Roger replied.

"Forget it, I'll try this first." Alok said when he heard this skill.

He didn't want to have the same skills as his sister. They should complement each other.

"It's okay, don't worry. I can't let you down. Then your sister will definitely not cancel my transformation. Don't you agree?" Roger looked at Alok.

"This is a continuous casting skill. Remember to continuously output mental power when using it. Also pay attention to keeping the astral world unobstructed."

Ignoring Roger's words, how could I not know? Tsk~

Closing his eyes, Alok quietly opened the astral vision.

Slowly connecting to the astral world, he tried to recite the spell silently with Azera, and carefully observed the changes in the astral world and the astral body.

After reciting the two spells, there was no abnormality. It was the same as the skills he learned before, so Alok was relieved.

He opened his eyes and saw Roger's curious eyes, and said, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen learning skills?"

"No, it's just a little funny to see you serious. I've never seen you like this. Haha~" Roger's bird mouth made a haha ​​laugh that didn't sound like a human cry.

"Don't talk nonsense, we should go." Alok patted the seagull's blue head and said.

He stood up and took his suitcase.

There was his powerful secret "Book of the Prophet".

So, he felt safe only when he carried it in his hand.

Finally, he tied the bear to the handle of the suitcase. Let Roger stand on his shoulders and walk out of the bar.

Identify the direction and walk towards the port.

On the way, Roger didn't know what was wrong with him, and asked:

"I still don't understand how you got the little bear."

Alok glanced at the little bear pretending to be dead, and then didn't even look at Roger, and only said one sentence:

"You have to know that if a person is still obsessed with the previous one, it means that he hasn't found a good next one. If you can't forget the past, it means that you are not living well enough now."

Roger recited for a long time, but still couldn't understand the profound meaning.

He shrugged his wings and flew high.

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Today, it finally seemed like it was going to rain in Dror City, and the midday sun was covered by dark clouds.

But it was even hotter. The water vapor combined with the high temperature, coupled with the low pressure, made people gasp. Alok wiped the sweat from his face. Suddenly, I felt my left hand getting slightly warm, and Il's voice came from my will:

"You are so efficient. I was sleeping just now."

"Hold him steady first, don't let him run away."

"Meet at the party at 2 pm on Wednesday."

"Don't reply."

Didn't I say that only short messages can be delivered?

What does Il mean by delivering such a long message?

Don't reply! Are you afraid that I will disturb her sleep?

I scratched my messy and wet hair helplessly and adjusted my tricorn hat. Alok continued to walk on the street as if nothing had happened.

I stopped a public carriage casually, and after the driver politely took off his hat and luggage, Alok said the destination: "Asbestos Town Port".

"Okay, sir. 8 Kate." The driver saw Alok got on the car alone and didn't let himself serve him, so he smiled and said.

Opening the window, Alok could still see the special blue-haired seagull in the sky.

It was hovering low in the sky, just like a real seagull.

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Arrived at the port of Asbestos Town, which is the cargo port of Dror City. Fishing boats and passenger ships do not depart from here.

After all, Asbestos Town is the industrial area of ​​Dror City.

Various goods are randomly stacked on the dock.

The port is also full of porters, who are hurriedly covering the goods with waterproof cloth to block the coming rainstorm.

The weather in Dror City changes suddenly. It is still sunny when you go out, but it is cloudy when you eat. Now the dark clouds are almost over Alok's head.

He looked up at the weather and didn't wait for the coachman to take down the stool for him. Alok took off his hat and got off the carriage. He took out ten silver coins and handed them to the coachman. He said, "Thank you. It will rain soon."

"Yes, the weather changes so quickly. I have to go back quickly. Otherwise, I can only hide from the rain in the carriage for a while." The coachman took off his hat and said helplessly.

He took the fare and nodded in surprise.

Then he tapped his right hand four times on his chest, drawing a balance shape with long horizontal and short vertical. This is the holy emblem of order. He said, "Thank you, sir, may order be with you."