The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Although the large-scale purchases were crazy, it seemed that all the nobles here were doing the same thing today, so Alok didn't look so abrupt. Instead, he looked like a normal person.

Of course, some nobles who were not so well-off chose to buy a small amount of equipment and left in a hurry. Or simply left without buying anything. It seemed that they couldn't stay here.

Only Florian was uneasy and always urged Alok.

And Alok reassured him and said:

"Don't worry, Florian. The money will come back in time. The initial investment is very important."

"But I still think it's too~~~" Florian said embarrassedly.

"How much is it in total?" Alok asked the waiter.

"Well~~ Let me calculate... A total of 3265 gold coins. 3200 gold coins for you." The waiter was very happy, but still maintained his dignity.

Alok chuckled and said:

"Florian, pack your things and try them on. There should be a dressing room here. I'll go check out."

The waiter took Alok to the checkout store, and Florian, led by another waiter, walked to the place where he changed his armor.

The armor needed the help of at least three servants to change, which caused a little trouble for Florian. Fortunately, the armor was suitable, except that it was a little heavy and the metal was a little cold.

Alok also paid at this time, walked towards the golden Florian, and said excitedly:

"Hey, this is more like it, I'm starting to think about the hero Florian."

"How is it? How does it feel?" he asked.

"How should I put it. It's pretty good. It looks pretty solid. I don't know how it is, and I have to test it in actual combat." Florian evaluated seriously.

"Don't worry, sir. It's made by the Imperial Crown, and there have been no problems." The first waiter patted his chest and assured.

"That's good, I hope so." Florian said with some worry.

Florian was really tall and mighty in armor, and Alok could only reach his shoulders by stretching his arms.

He couldn't help but admire him.

Then, Alok asked Florian to change first, and then put a whole set of equipment into Il's pocket, and then erased a little of the clerk's memory. Finally, he agreed with Florian to hand him the finished extraordinary equipment in the future, and "parted ways".

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The heavy snow that fell a few days ago finally melted today. It's just that every night, a thin layer of ice will be left on the road. Make the ground particularly slippery, and fall to the ground if you are not careful.

It is estimated that there should be a lot of people with injuries in places like hospitals in Damia recently.

Alok controlled his body and walked carefully on the road to the dock, and the shouting in his ears had not stopped. That was the sound of workers unloading goods on the dock.

It seems that business is good today, which is very good in the winter of Damia. Most of the ships going upstream would not choose to come to Damia in winter. Not to mention that they had just celebrated the New Year.

Most of the crew members went home for the New Year.

But the pirates were an exception.

It was very cold on the ship, especially the river breeze, which was bone-chilling.

Sebastian from Eaton, which was further north, couldn't even stand it. Not to mention Roger from the Storm Empire, which was a little southerly.

Roger didn't seem to be in good health these days. He always had a runny nose, as if he had a cold.

Even low-level extraordinary people could not avoid the invasion of viruses. But Roger blamed all this on Alok's cold water.

"Ah Qiu~~~ Damn winter. It's all Jack's fault." He put his arms in everything and kept complaining.

The door of the captain's room was closed, as were the windows, to prevent a little wind from leaking in. The charcoal stove inside the door was the only heat source, placed next to Roger, bringing him a little warmth.

He shivered as he looked at the map on the table. He seemed to be planning a sailing route, but in fact he was thinking about when he could return to the sea.

Although Damia was not bad, with beautiful people, plenty of water, and good work. But it was too cold here.

He missed the tavern in the southern part of Palma.

It seemed that the captain's work was not yet finished. He didn't know if there were any instructions for the next step, and he didn't dare to leave alone.

The crew members also began to be unable to bear the loneliness.

He sniffed and looked up at the river outside the window.

The river flowed slowly and gently.

A figure suddenly appeared at the window, scaring him.

"Who?"

After a moment, he looked at the gentleman in front of him in a black suit and a bowler hat with some doubts and asked in disbelief:

"Jack? Captain? Aqiu~~"

He staggered up from his seat and asked humbly:

"What do you want, Captain."

"No instructions, just come to borrow Sebastian. Talk to you. To show respect." Alok replied expressionlessly.

"Um~~We all listen to you. He should be in the cabin or at the bow." Roger replied.

Alok nodded to show that he knew, and then asked:

"Yeah~~I know. By the way, did you pay attention to what I told you that day?"

Roger pointed out the window attentively and said:

"Of course. I paid attention today. There is a ship unloading overnight outside. Did you notice it when you came, Captain?"

"Yeah, I saw it. Unloading in the middle of winter and late at night." Alok only said this, believing that Roger could understand what he meant.

This is too unusual.

He wanted to know more information.

"That's a ship from the Federation of the Will of the Statue of Liberty. It's smuggling arms." Roger said as if to take credit.

This news immediately attracted Alok's attention. He looked at the busy scene on the dock with some surprise, touched his chin, and said:

"Oh?? They started smuggling a lot of arms just after the war started?? As far as I know, it takes at least more than a month to sail from the Federation of the Will of the Statue of Liberty to Damia."

Roger waved his hand and corrected:

"Captain, you are wrong. It will take at least two months. Because we have to avoid the mysterious sea and go around the Palma Sea in the north. In this way, the journey is greatly increased."

Alok frowned and said:

"I don't care how long it takes. But why is it so coincidental, and why the Federation of the Will of the Statue of Liberty can predict the future. It seems that there are many driving forces behind the war. It is not necessarily as simple as national disputes."

"The causes of war are always complicated." Roger finally said a philosophical word. Then he immediately continued:

"It's like a relationship between a man and a woman who is willing to do so."

Alok glanced at Roger, then asked: "Well, who is the captain? Any other news?"

Roger shrugged, twitched his nose, and then said:

"I don't know who the captain is, but he can allow such a large-scale smuggling, and it is smuggling of arms. There must be someone in the official Dameiyan."

Roger's words suddenly reminded Alok, allowing him to connect something in one go.

Now the person in charge of Dameiyan's import and export trade and the port trade is Count Ken Bock, the head of the Anti-Will.

To say that such a large-scale smuggling is allowed, it is impossible without the participation of Ken Bock.

And the base camp of the Anti-Will is the Statue of Liberty Will Federation.

As soon as the war came, the arms smuggling started immediately.

How can the Anti-Will predict the future? I'm afraid it is one of the behind-the-scenes pushers.

This is connected.

He nodded and praised Roger:

"You are smart for once. Very important news. Any other news?"

"No for now. I will continue to pay attention." Roger replied with a smile.

Alok nodded, touched his chin, and said:

"Well done. Drink less in the future."

"Brothers have made some money, so they always have to indulge themselves. There are only a few people on the ship except me today. Everyone is out." Roger explained in various ways.

Alok waved his hand, interrupted Roger's sophistry, and then warned:

"Okay. Remember to be careful! It's not safe here! Anti-Will and Pink Paradise have a lot of power in the port. Your crew members can't keep their mouths shut after drinking. We were exposed if we were not careful. I suggest you put the ship here first and hide with Sebastian for a while."

Roger didn't know about the assassination Alok had experienced, so he was a little careless, but after listening to Alok's words, he quickly understood and nodded solemnly:

"Got it, Captain."