The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"New birthday.

It seems that for me it has always been a party, drinking, and socializing.

The gifts I received were expensive wine, a thoroughbred horse, an Eton hound, or a manor in the suburbs.

But I still like sincere gifts, gifts full of love.

I like the gift Lilith gave me, a scarf.

This is a gift I have never received before.

Although the scarf is not woven tightly, it can always resist the cold wind.

It is very warm around the neck, like a hug.

She came gently and brought me gentle love.

I love you, Lilith~~"

Prince Walsh felt warm in his heart, and couldn't help laughing softly.

The next second, he heard the door behind him open.

He turned his head in surprise, but it was the first time he saw Lilith's sister Miss Ivel on the third floor of the Witch Manor.

Before he could speak, he saw Miss Ivel snap her fingers, and a turbulent impact suddenly occurred in the air, and he lost consciousness instantly.

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Under the mysterious galaxy, Alok was suspended in the air, his clothes fluttering wantonly, and his half-long hair lost gravity and floated in the air.

He felt a door appear behind him, so he controlled his body to turn back, and Il's figure appeared from the door. Behind him was Walsh's figure floating.

Seeing Il approaching, he hesitated and asked softly:

"Do you think it is necessary to kill Prince Walsh?"

Il had a blank expression, and his cold face was merciless, and he answered:

"He knows too many of our secrets. People who know too much must die."

She floated to Alok's side, floated in front of the huge magic circle, and floated in front of the Laplace magic crystal. While operating, she said:

"Remember. Prince Walsh cannot see the light source. Otherwise, he will disappear within five minutes. You must act quickly, and you must act at night."

"When the operation is over, I will find an opportunity to let Walsh return to the world of shadows."

"Return to the world of shadows?? What does it mean?" Alok asked puzzledly.

He was not unfamiliar with the term "world of shadows". Namu Sha explained it to him. It was the kingdom of the goddess.

But why return to the world of shadows? ?

Yier turned around and looked at Alok, explaining:

"People who died under the curse of shadows cannot be considered dead. They just arrived in the world of shadows. Of course, it is almost impossible to return to the real world. It is no different from being dead."

Then, she ignored Alok behind her and operated the magic device seriously, using the shadow slash skill stored in the magic device to completely cut off the shadow of Prince Wales behind her.

She looked quite skilled and had experimented many times.

She used a small transparent glass bottle to hold Wales' shadow. And created a burning diary out of thin air, shining on the bottle all the time, so that the gray-black shadow in it appeared distortedly.

After completing all this, she pushed Wales to Alok and said:

"The rest is up to you."

Then, she lifted her cloak and disappeared into the starry sky out of thin air.

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When Prince Walsh woke up again, he opened his eyes and found that he was imprisoned in a different place.

The towering stone walls, the windows that could not be seen even if he stood on tiptoe, and the closed door.

There was a straw mat on the wooden bed, and there was nothing on the desk.

This almost made him think he was in prison.

Soon, he felt that this was not a prison.

It was too quiet here. .

But such a small room made his heart beat faster and his back shiver.

Is this day coming after all? ?

He left the Witch Manor, but he didn't know what his next step would be.

He left Lilith, the person who haunted him.

This is the feeling of having your fate controlled by others, and this is the feeling of being powerless to struggle.

He has been like this since he was a child.

The wooden bed was very cold, making him feel a little uncomfortable to sit, and the cold wind blew in through the window, making him shiver.

The sky outside seemed a little dim, and I didn't know if it was dusk or dawn.

He walked to the door tremblingly and tried to shake it.

But he was weak and could do nothing against the reinforced door.

He sat helplessly on the cold bed, curled up in the corner, resisting the cold and his own heart.

A letter on the table attracted his attention.

It was an ordinary letter that couldn't be more ordinary.

There was not even an envelope.

He moved his body and stretched out his arms, not wanting to move any more.

Still curled up in the corner, he opened the folded letter and read silently:

Prince Walsh:

It's a pity that you have been imprisoned for two months. Until now.

Oh, it can't be counted as the time at sea. It was my crew who imprisoned you.

Now the time is ripe. Prepare to welcome your return as a hero.

I heard that your uncle, Grand Duke Eaton, came to Damia. He wants to marry your sister, the Sixth Princess.

What a comforting news.

Maybe you can reminisce with him.

Here, I have to remind you friendly.

"Don't ever stay in the light. Otherwise, you'll only have five minutes left to live."

Jack

When he finished reading, the letter suddenly turned into countless white dots of light, floating in the air, and finally disappeared.

He looked at his empty hands, not knowing what to think.

In the end, his expression did not change at all, his hands did not tremble at all, and he curled up again calmly. He buried his head deeply in his arms.

The sky was getting darker and darker, but the outside gradually became noisy. Suddenly, there was a golden light, and there was another round of ping-pong.

He didn't want to know what happened, and he didn't want to care.

Life?

What's it? ?

What's the point? ? ?

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It has to be said that clothes make the man and saddles make the horse.

Originally, Florian was just tall and mighty, but now, it was like the god of war descending to earth.

Wearing golden holy armor, holding a full-length sword, and wearing a feather helmet. Standing there was like a hero.

Knight, it is really a profession built by money. .

Even the current Alok can't underestimate Florian's fighting power.

He had long experienced how terrifying a knight's powerful fighting power was. Even if the bound demon controlled this group of spiders, it could exert extremely strong fighting power.

Alok was wearing a worn leather coat and a triangular pirate hat that had been burned by fire. He wore a glove on his left hand and a little bear on his right hand.

The classic image of Captain Jack. That is, the image that appeared in the newspaper.

He stood on a high place, looking down at Florian, who was shining with golden light.

Squinting his eyes, full of aura.

"Are you Jack?" Florian pointed his sword at Alok and asked with full energy.

"So what?" Alok replied arrogantly.

Hearing this, Florian raised his sword and shouted with great momentum:

"In this case, I will fight you on behalf of the persecuted people of Damia. Save Prince Walsh."

He suddenly glowed with golden light, and all his extraordinary equipment was activated by him. He continued to shout loudly:

"It is you who has brought shame to my glory. Today, I will let the glory return to me!!!!"

"Just you? I, Jack, will take you seriously? Can you represent the people of Damia??" Alok said contemptuously.

He stood on the platform below the lighthouse and looked at Florian coldly.

"For glory, charge!!!" Florian's speed increased to the maximum, and the golden light on his body was like a dazzling sun.

A beam of light rushed towards Alok.

He jumped up, even taller than Alok, raised the heavy sword in his hand, and slashed down with golden light.

A panicked expression appeared on Alok's face, and his pupils instantly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

He dodged slightly, but he could no longer dodge Florian's attack.

There was only a "dang~~" sound. Then there was another "boom~~" sound.

He took out his one-handed sword and blocked Florian's greatsword.

However, the stone platform under him was not so lucky. It was chopped into a pile of rubble by Florian's powerful sword.

The huge force chopped Alok's body far away.

He coughed a few times, leaned on the Crescent Mark, and staggered to get up.

"I was careless~~ I'm going to start to be serious~~"

He raised his one-handed sword and shouted loudly to the bright moon in the sky:

"A new moon is rising."