The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

January 1, 985 in the New Calendar

The heavy snow last night seemed to be specially prepared for the New Year. Damia is once again covered in silver.

The heavy snow that had accumulated for an unknown period of time was still falling, with no intention of stopping. The howling wind made what was supposed to be a day of celebration a bit deserted.

The sky was a little dark, obscured by thick dark clouds.

This cannot stop the bright moon hanging high in the dark night rose, shining on the tree of clarity.

"Come on, brother, take the medicine."

A familiar voice woke up Alok, who was resting on the third floor of the Night Rose.

He struggled to get up from the bed, half-squinting his eyes, and felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. Where have I seen it.

A little lethargic and having a splitting headache is what Elok feels now.

The sequelae of last night's fight are still faintly occurring, and they cannot be cured in one go.

You have to go to Namu Sha and ask what the high-level items of the Mage Binding Master are. What level of skill is the mental power network?

Hmm~~~It’s really uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and take the medicine, brother." El's voice urged him again.

He looked at the bowl of thick dark green potion in front of him and couldn't help but frown.

Seemingly sensing Alok's dilemma, El held his waist with one hand and explained:

"This is the most expensive potion I found in last night's loot. This bowl is worth 100 gold coins. If you add a glass of clear moonlight, it will be a waste of money."

"I was wondering, what kind of materials could be used to make such an ugly potion? It doesn't look like it was drunk by humans." Alok frowned as he looked at the terrifying potion that occasionally made big bubbles.

The pungent smell also made his headache worse.

El took the bowl of blue-black potion and shook it, then said without changing his expression:

"The main ingredient is a cyan-backed toad, plus the eyeballs of Vatteris' Nightmare. I added some clear leaves to neutralize the medicinal properties and reduce the toxicity. These are good things for treating the will body. Of course, in order to enhance the therapeutic effect, I also added some undead powder. I don’t know if it will work, but it’s okay from a pharmacological point of view.”

"For the astral body, just use clear moonlight to cure it. Or simply use the pure dew of clear leaves. I remember that there is still a lot in the bottle that Mr. Wulfk gave me."

Elok felt his temples tingle. What toad? ? eyeball? ? Necromantic powder? ?

Translated, it means toad, eyeball, and ashes.

Is that thing edible? ?

"I'll just drink clear moonshine. I think it won't be a big problem for me." Elok wrinkled his temples and said reluctantly.

Yiluo was suddenly unhappy. He pressed Alok's shoulders and threatened with his eyes wide open:

"Hey, I've been cooking for you for three hours. You just leave like this. How is it possible? Please, I'm doing it for your own good. This thing is very expensive. No one wants me to configure it for them. Where’s the door?”

"But are those ingredients really edible? That thing is simply not for human consumption. Elok." Alok finally couldn't help but speak.

El spread his hands and asked:

"Why can't you eat it? Most of the materials about the will body are like this. You don't even want to think about what the profession of studying the will body is."

"Undead scholars, mage binders, psychologists, aren't they all like this except psychologists? What other materials do you want?"

She placed the bowl of potion in front of Alok and gave him a look. He picked up another glass of clear moonlight and handed it to him.

Alok drew back his neck and reluctantly took two completely different "medicines".

"Can this thing really work?" he asked, still somewhat doubtful.

El's eyebrows showed a look of anger, waiting for Alok to question again:

"Are you a witch or am I a witch? Do you know pharmacy? Do you know pharmacology? If you don't understand, just trust the experts. I am a mid-level witch. How can I not cure such a minor disease?"

Alok was speechless after being refuted. Indeed, he was indeed not on the same level as Il in terms of pharmacy.

But it always felt like he was trying to kill his own brother.

He curled his lips and showed a troubled expression.

After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, closed his eyes, and poured the potion into his mouth.

The fishy and bitter smell that rushed directly to his mind caused Elok's face to wrinkle eighteen times, and his facial features were squeezed together, like a bulldog.

Soon he desperately took the glass of clear moonlight at hand and drank it in one gulp.

His face changed color, from red to black, then to cyan.

He pinched his neck on the spot and fell on El's small bed.

This frightened Elok so much that he jumped up on the spot and stepped forward to observe Elok's situation.

Let me go, will my brother be killed by me? !

She was so frightened by her own thoughts that she shed a drop of cold sweat, and her lips turned white instantly. There were beads of sweat in the palms of my hands.

Carefully, he stretched out two fingers to test Alok's breath.

Suddenly, my heart was beating wildly with fright.

The next second, she wanted to flee the scene on the spot. But after thinking about it, he still rushed out of the door and ran towards Danielle's cabin.

"Sister Danielle, Danielle." She yelled Danielle's name eagerly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? El?" Danielle came to El in surprise from inside the tree house and asked in astonishment.

Although it was daytime today, it was snowing heavily, so Danielle gave herself a day off and didn't go to the Dusk Forest at all.

It just happened that Alok just encountered some problems.

"Alok, Alok is in some trouble." Ir desperately dragged Danielle's hands and ran her to his house.

Ir's wooden house was closest to the third-floor door, only a few meters away from Danielle's tree house.

Danielle knew that Alok had a little problem last night, and she also showed him, but because his life was not in danger, and the problems of the will body and the astral body were not in the realm of life, she could not help much.

She could only provide some effective suggestions.

However, looking at Ir's appearance, did Alok have any problems with his vital signs?

She realized the seriousness of the problem, and used the flexibility of the elf to jump into the room from Ir's small window with a leap, and did not break anything, like a cat.

He saw Alok lying on the bed with a black face, a very painful expression, and seemed motionless. He hurried forward and tried to communicate with Alok about his life.

On the other side, Il was extremely nervous. He was afraid that something might happen to Alok.

I hope it's not a big deal. No matter how big the problem is, it's not as big as what he did.

A green light flashed, and Daniel tilted his head, a little puzzled.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with his life?

She looked at Alok's appearance with doubt, then stretched out her hand and tried his breath.

Damn, why is he dead if he's not dead? ?

Could it be~~~~

She looked back at Il. Then she tried to turn Alok over from the bed. Patted his back.

"Cough~~Cough~~Cough~~Cough~~"

A large mouthful of medicine sprayed out of Alok's mouth. The medicine mixed with clear moonlight became much thinner and thicker, but it still exuded a strong and unpleasant smell.

Crazy coughing, big breath, and then crazy coughing again. This is what Alok is doing now.

Il and Daniel looked at each other.

"What did you do to him?" Daniel asked Il with a bitter face, and then gently patted Alok's back.

"Feed him medicine." Il put his hands behind his back, like a child who had done something wrong, shrugged helplessly, and then curled his lips.

Daniel looked at Alok who was desperately covering his mouth and grabbing his skirt, and then looked at the dark green potion on the ground. I didn't know what to say.

"What potion is this?" Daniel couldn't stand the taste of the potion, and couldn't help frowning and asked.

"Well~~ I developed it myself, the will body repair potion." Il shrugged again and explained simply.

"Well~~ The appearance is really terrible. It looks like Ramir's painting." Daniel made a fair evaluation.

Il shrugged and took this evaluation as affirmation. Everyone knows that Ramir is perfect, and the painting is also perfect.

"I report that someone murdered my brother!!"