The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Looking around, in the pure white where no other color existed, chairs appeared out of thin air, and a long and heavy table slowly appeared.

In the eternal white, changes gradually appear.

It's like a fairy tale dream. It seems ethereal but feels real.

This is a dream~~

Elok and El appear again in "Dream".

Like a master who has returned home, Alok still looks like a dirty, standard pirate and walks straight to the top of the long table. El looked like an elf witch and sat next to him. She is constantly changing and unpredictable.

The two of them smiled and communicated easily:

"El, who did you say was the first to arrive?"

As soon as Elok finished speaking, he saw a figure starting to emerge from the end of the long table.

The man was wearing a simple but elegant gentleman's dress, his hair was slicked back, and he had excellent etiquette. Holding a violin in his hand, he looked quite like an artist.

He looked slightly surprised. Asked in surprise:

"Sebas~~Where's Roger??"

That person was Sebas. He was a little overwhelmed when he came to this place, but he was relieved when he heard Alok's voice. So he scratched his head and replied:

"Oh~~ Sir Captain~~ Second Mate Roger drank too much."

"Hmm~~Drinking makes things worse!! I told him to drink less!!" Alok sighed with a frown.

He was very dissatisfied with Roger's performance.

But just as he was sighing, he also heard the instructions from El next to him:

"The same goes for you, Alok. Drink less wine~~"

"But I didn't miss anything, and I can't drink much now..." Alok quibbled.

But he saw that El's appearance had changed into an indifferent iceberg beauty, so he quickly said: "Okay, okay. I understand. Now I have switched to drinking clear moonshine."

Then, he pointed to Roger's original position and said:

"Sit down, that's Roger's seat. Don't talk too much for a while, lest you get tricked by Medea."

"Ahem, I got it. Captain. Don't worry, I know Miss Medea." Roger replied awkwardly.

He pulled up his seat and sat upright in the chair, waiting for the meeting to begin.

Then, a figure began to appear.

Namsha, Medea, Boyka, Florian, Lorna.

After everyone arrived, Alok tapped the table to attract everyone's attention and said:

"I announce that the meeting has begun. Today's topic is about further plans for heaven. Let's stop being hypocritical and go straight to the point."

"Ms. Medea of ​​the Trappist Order has received new information to share with everyone, and hopes to unite with her colleagues to fight against the forces of Heaven in Damia."

He looked at Medea and continued:

"Then tell me about the content of the new information."

As soon as he finished speaking, Medea, who was wearing scantily clad clothes with devilish fire in her eyes, stood up and looked around at everyone. He glanced at Alok and Sebas emphatically.

Then, she crossed her arms and the flaming whip wrapped around her body. He said with a hint of temptation in his words:

"In the previous plan against the indulgents in the pink paradise. We got relevant intelligence. A few days ago, a key figure came to Damia from the waterway. We arrested him."

"Later, we learned about the movement trajectory of the 'paratroopers' from this key figure."

"Tomorrow night, the 'paratroopers' will come to Damia by land via the Levitt Bridge on the west side of Damia."

"I hope to get everyone's help. Let's work together to complete the next step of the plan."

She looked around the scene. and continued:

"Next, we will track the 'paratrooper' until she contacts the personnel of Dalmea. We will catch them all."

"Of course, if she chooses to hide. We'll just catch her, too."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Alok with a smile on his face. Alok nodded and looked at everyone, asking:

"What do you think?"

Namu Shah, who had high hopes from Alok, did not speak directly. Instead, Florian took the lead and said:

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to escape tomorrow night. Now I'm being watched except when I'm bathing or sleeping."

"Oh~~ Our hero, Florian. Don't worry, this situation will end soon. And you are not suitable to do this kind of thing now." Alok looked at Florian and comforted.

"I have no objection. Chief~~ As a witch, maybe I can provide a lot of help. Such as tracking and transformation." This is El's voice.

But similarly, she also refused to directly participate in the battle.

"Then we have to thank Miss Riel for her help..." Medea said as she looked at El and raised her eyebrows. "Witches do have a unique advantage in this regard. Their unpredictable methods are frightening."

Alok nodded, looked at Nam Sha and Boyka who had not yet spoken, and asked:

"So, what do you two think??"

Namu Sha glanced at Medea and then at Boyka, still saying nothing.

Boyka, on the other hand, sat up straight and said with determination and indifference:

"We will cooperate. But I also want help afterwards. The Cappadocias have a castle outside the city."

"Of course, no problem. We are the same organization. We have the same goal!" Alok answered seriously. "Afterwards, we can hold another meeting to discuss the next plan."

"Thank you, Chief." Boyka still didn't say much, but was full of sincerity.

Alok smiled, looked at Namu Sha, and said:

"What is the plan of the temple?"

Namu Sha was silent for a moment, then put down his legs and said gloomily:

"We will launch another action against Heaven that night. Targeting a high-level official of Heaven in Damia, the perfumer - Viscount Grenouille."

"Does everyone know this name?" She looked at everyone and asked.

Seeing that no one except Rona and Boyka had a puzzled expression on their faces, I knew that everyone must know this celebrity. Only the young man sitting at the end, who was originally sitting in Roger's seat, was very surprised.

But she didn't care, and he continued:

"We just put the plan forward, fearing that the plan against the 'paratroopers' would alert the enemy. But we don't have much intelligence, we only know that Grenouille will meet his lover tomorrow night. This is a rare opportunity."

At this time, Sebastian's mind was in another scene.

Tomorrow night, meet, lover.

Tomorrow night, meet, perfume.

"Gilli Martin Restaurant. A good restaurant, very suitable for private parties." These were Billie's original words.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, even if it was just a subconscious action in the dream.

He felt his scalp tingling and trembling, and subconsciously opened his mouth slightly.

The first person to discover Sebastian's little action was Medea. She knew Sebastian herself, after all, she had worked with Roger. She was interested in this artistic young man. After seeing Sebastian's unusual behavior, she smiled and approached him, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong? It seems that our newcomer has something to say?"

"What? Oh, nothing~~" Sebastian was scared and left a drop of cold sweat. I don't know what he was thinking.

His complicated mood made him look very anxious.

"Tell me something, maybe I can help you~~" Medea walked behind Sebastian and said softly.

She smiled and looked up at Elok sitting at the head of the table. Seeing him frown slightly, she was even more interested.

"It's about Grenouille, am I right?" Medea continued to ask.

Sebastian seemed a little nervous when Medea saw through his thoughts, but he looked at Elok and his anxious heart slowed down a little. He took a deep breath and said:

"Tomorrow night, Gilly Martin Restaurant. Grenouille will meet Billie on a date. For a batch of perfumes from the Semitic Kingdom."