The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

The storms of war outside seemed not to affect the luxurious buildings in the center of Kafka District.

The dazzling entertainment venues are still brightly lit. It is in sharp contrast to the lower city of Damia.

Even Elizabeth District has now entered a state of sleep, and the street lights on the streets are turned off regularly. Only occasionally a few houses have lights on.

And Kafka District seems to still be in the midst of hustle and bustle. It seems that there is no night here, only the endless coming and going of people.

To be honest, this place is not suitable for resting. No wonder there is a separate Benjamin District as the residence of nobles and wealthy people. Only people like Feng would choose to buy a small house in Kafka District as a dormitory.

Of course, this can't be considered as something she bought. Provided by Grenouille.

Almost everything Feng has now was given by Grenouille. Even her superhuman status.

Grenouille is the top boss in the Damea entertainment industry. It is also the object that all artists need to cling to.

He has money, and most importantly, resources.

He had shares in the auditorium and it was not difficult to arrange several performances.

Coupled with knowing countless noble forces, it is not easy to push someone to the altar. Even a pig can become a household name.

If you add extraordinary skills and let the people you recommend become artists, there will be no situation where the artist's level is not enough.

Anyone can become a star as long as they are good-looking. As long as Grenouille wants~~~

Of course, anyone can be pulled off the altar. As long as Grenouille wants~~~

In this way, Feng was pushed to the altar and became the most famous singer in Damia. Even in aristocratic circles, he is the kind of person that everyone wants to meet.

As a price, she must listen to Grenouille.

That's it~~~

Therefore, Feng, that is, Billie is not happy.

When she was not Feng, she desperately wanted to be a well-known singer. When she really became such a person, she found that she was still at the mercy of others.

But she doesn't want to give up on her dream.

As long as you can survive, anything is possible.

Housing prices in the Kafka District are quite expensive. This small dormitory, which is about 30 square meters, costs at least 5,000 to 6,000 gold coins.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, she counted her skin care products and cosmetics in detail. He held his chin and looked at himself in the mirror.

The haggard face after taking off the makeup seems to be the real self.

The mirror gradually became blurry, and a circle of gray fog seemed to appear around the room, blocking her view.

She was slightly surprised and wiped the mirror, but saw no change. So he looked around the room in surprise.

What's going on here? Could it be that he passed out after drinking too much? But I didn’t drink too much with Sebas tonight, either?

The room was indeed surrounded by gray fog. Even the walls were completely invisible, and he could only see a one-meter radius around him.

That mirror still reflects me. She looked at herself in the mirror in panic, at a loss.

Suddenly, she suddenly noticed a figure appearing behind her in the mirror, and looked back hurriedly.

There is nothing but gray fog~~

A drop of cold sweat dripped from her forehead, and her lips instantly turned white.

She looked at the mirror again, and the figure was still standing behind her.

It was a decently dressed gentleman, wearing a bowler hat and holding a silver cane. Looking extremely elegant in a black dress. There was no expression on his face, he just stared at his own eyes in the middle of the mirror.

What is going on here~~~? ?

"Who are you?" She stared at the figure in the mirror and asked with a trembling voice.

The figure took off his bowler hat with his left hand and put it on his chest. He put his right hand on the back of the seat behind Feng, smiled and said softly:

"I thought Miss Feng still remembered me. Introduce yourself, Lord Bilke. We have met several times."

Feng's eyes widened, recalling this familiar name, and said in surprise:

"Bilke? You~~you are the boss of Dark Night Rose."

"Thank you for your frequent patronage of Dark Night Rose. It's really an honor for me to be loved by a star like Miss Feng." Alok looked at Feng in the mirror and replied politely.

Hearing this, Feng's spirit became slightly relaxed, but he still swallowed. She didn't dare to look back, sat up straight and stared at Alok's eyes in the mirror and asked:

"I wonder what's important about your late night visit?"

"It's nothing. I just want to ask Miss Feng a few questions." Alok replied with a smile on his lips.

"I don't know what the problem is?" Feng's eyes suddenly turned a few times, looking a little panicked.

Alok patted the back of the seat gently and comforted:

"Don't be nervous. You are not in danger. I just want to ask Miss Feng about some things."

He walked directly behind Feng, stared into Feng's eyes, and asked:

"What is the relationship between Vicomte Grenouille and you?"

Hearing this question, the expression on Feng's face was stunned, which was a bit unexpected.

She herself didn't know what the relationship was.

lover? subordinate? Cooperative partner?

But she couldn't avoid Alok's question, so she could only shake her head slightly with a sad expression.

The corners of Elok's mouth raised, and he said with a smile:

"Thank you for your candor, Miss Feng. Next question~"

"I heard that Miss Feng will meet Viscount Grenouille at the Gilly Martin restaurant tomorrow night?"

"Yes~~"

Just as Feng was about to answer, she was interrupted by Alok:

"Okay, you don't have to answer me. Tomorrow you will continue your date with Viscount Grenouille. Everything that happened today does not exist."

"Have a good dream, Miss Feng..."

After that, a snap of fingers suddenly appeared. Everything in front of her seemed to disappear like a passing cloud.

Feng lay in front of the dressing table and fell asleep peacefully. It seemed that everything was just a dream and nothing had happened.

She suddenly twitched, as if she was awakened by a nightmare, wiped her eyes, looked at the dressing table in front of her, patted her head and said to herself:

"How could I fall asleep here? I must have drunk too much~~"

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In the slums that are completely opposite to Kafka District, it is as quiet as a cemetery, with only a raven occasionally calling "wa~wa~". It will only make people feel depressed.

A door suddenly appeared in the corner.

The door opened, and Alok walked out slowly.

He pushed open the small wooden door next to him and walked into the main door of the sanctuary again.

The sanctuary at night was more lively than during the day. Alok heard fighting sounds in the corridor, which was rare.

He looked over there and saw several shadows jumping up and down. They should be doing training.

He knocked on Namu Sha's door and waited for Namu Sha's voice to appear. Alok slowly opened the door and walked in.

Medea had left. Only Namu Sha was left, so Alok could relax and be bolder.

He sat down on the sofa, hugging the pillow behind him as if he had stepped into a hot bed.

He held his cheek and said to Namu Sha, who was expressionless beside him:

"I have verified that news, it's fake."

"As expected~~" Namu Sha replied calmly. "Is it true?"

Eilok crossed his legs, curled up on the sofa, and said calmly:

"Tomorrow night at nine o'clock, Santorini Hotel. Room 1403. Feng will meet Grenouille."

"Grenouille will bring two bodyguards, but will not enter the room. There will only be Grenouille and Feng in the room. The opportunity is perfect."

"I confirmed this news from Miss Feng's memory. But I didn't disturb her and let her go on a normal date tomorrow."

Namu Sha raised her eyebrows and said:

"Captain Jack really has a way."

Eilok smiled and continued:

"A small trick. But I have a condition. I don't want Feng to die. In addition, I want to know your plan."

"This is not easy, Jack. Can you tell me Feng's address?" Namu Sha shook her head and said.

"What do you want this for?" Elok asked in surprise.

"Knowing the address of your lover, you have a better way to assassinate." Namu Sha looked at Elok and replied lightly.

"You want to use Feng?" Elok looked at Namu Sha and asked slowly.

"It would be a pity not to use such a good tool." Namu Sha raised his eyebrows and replied.

Alok was silent for a long time, staring at Namu Sha and struggling in his heart. Finally, he threw the compass to Namu Sha and said:

"Follow it."