The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

It's really like spending money like water, and making money like pulling out silk.

I went to the underground market once, and my wallet shrank by more than half.

If I spend the remaining commission, I will be left with 430 German banknotes and 203 gold coins.

This is unimaginable. Supernormal is really expensive, everything is expensive.

Of course, the most important thing. I will never go shopping with girls again.

No, it's better not to even go into the door of the mall.

He sighed and began to walk quickly. He ignored the store next to him and strode out of the party bar.

The next stop is the Brilliant World.

Find the gambling agent named Brady Condy.

This is the idea that Alok just came up with temporarily, and it was also a flash of inspiration. He suddenly remembered the wonderful use of this talent.

As a second-level astrologer, he is the person who Alok knows who is most likely to know the anti-will fourth-level astrologer.

So, we should make the best use of everything.

I just don't know if he will still trust me after the incident of Captain Jack is exposed.

Hey~~ Who cares about these?

If they don't cooperate, we will have to use some diplomatic means. End peacefully.

Ahem~~~ Where is my Silver Pain? It's time to play a role again.

His gloved left hand touched the pistol holster on his waist. He felt a slight tingling from his fingertips.

Although the power of Silver Pain is getting smaller and smaller, except for the powerful fourth bullet, the first three bullets can only interfere with the opponent, but the special effect of silence is very useful. He still likes it.

However, the effect of silence is almost replaced by the silence skill of the smoke. And it is also smooth, which is the key.

However, it is perfect for diplomacy.

Of course, I still hope not to use such rough and barbaric methods. It's too ungentlemanly. I have always been a polite person and I always knock on the door before entering.

I hope Brady will be more sensible.

He coughed twice, put away all the thoughts in his mind, and walked towards the most magnificent comprehensive entertainment venue according to his memory.

Another gold-spending den controlled by the government and the temple. It's more deceptive than the party bar and the Idealist Association.

He thought about it secretly and shook his head.

The Brilliant World was still crowded, the magnificent hall was noisy, and the casino was still the most prosperous place. It seemed that people's lives were the same as today. Nothing changed.

Is this the normal state of life?

No. The normal state of life is at the dock. The stevedores and the proletariat in the factory are the normal state of life.

Brady Condy was still gambling at the gambling table and still won a little money.

Alok also asked for a bottle of red wine from the Meige Manor.

He walked behind Brady Condy, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Fate has brought us together again."

"Who?" Brady Condy turned his head in surprise and glanced at Alok. But he didn't recognize who this person was at the first time.

He didn't have a premonition that someone would look for him today. This made him particularly surprised.

Alok was very satisfied with his disguise and the interference effect of the skill of fog. He said jokingly: "You are really a noble man who forgets things easily. I have invited you to drink the red wine of Meige Manor several times, and I also asked you for gambling skills. Have you forgotten?"

"Who?" Brady Condy was even more confused.

Why don't I remember this person?

Could it be~~~that Jack Jones!

He looked at Alok with some fear and confusion in his eyes. He asked in confusion: "Who are you?"

"Bilke Sigrit, just call me Bilke. I came to you for something urgent this time." Alok stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

Brady Condy frowned, shook his hand and made a divination. Seeing that the result was not good after his refusal, he reluctantly agreed to this request:

"Uh~~Please wait until I finish this round. Forget it, let's go directly. Today's luck is really bad. I only won two gold coins."

"Winning is a good thing." Alok said while walking side by side with Brady.

"That's right." He nodded and agreed.

The three of them walked to the sofa in the lounge area, and Alok said to Connor: "I have something to do here. I saw there is a buffet over there. You can eat whatever you want. I will find you when the time comes."

"Oh!"

After sending Connor away, Alok sat down with Brady and said first:

"I was very successful in finding someone last time. So, I come to ask you again."

Brady Condy was a little nervous, realizing that the person in front of him was the Captain Jack who was in the news all over the newspaper. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer. He could only try to say:

"It's just a small matter. I don't know what Mr. Bilke came here for this time? Is he still looking for someone?"

"Yes and no. I came to ask a question. It may not be easy to find him with your ability." Alok touched his chin and said.

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it. I am very proficient in finding people." Brady suddenly became interested and said a little unwillingly.

Hearing this, Alok crossed his legs, casually placed his right hand on the backrest of the sofa, and showed a memory without paying attention to anyone else.

It was a memory before the meteor fell, a memory of being surrounded by anti-will. It was also the only time Alok saw the true face of the fourth-level astrologer "Worker".

Although it was dusk at that time and the sky was dim, he could still vaguely see his appearance.

He cut this memory into small pieces, showing only the face and figure of the fourth-level astrologer, and cutting out the other people present at the time.

A few seconds later, Alok retracted his left hand, looked at Brady and asked: "Do you have any impression of this person? A fourth-level astrologer."

Brady frowned and carefully distinguished the portrait shown by Alok. After hearing Alok's last words, he suddenly said directly:

"Yes. I know him. The astrologer circle in Damia is not big."

"Oh? Can you tell me more?" This time it was Alok who was interested.

Brady Condy frowned, touched his chin and said thoughtfully:

"His name is Tiloni Chi Mobius. He is a senior member of the Damia Astrologer Association. He comes from the astrologer family of the Kingdom Alliance, the Mobius family. I don't have a deep impression of him."

"Oh?" Alok didn't understand the two terms "Mobius" and "Astrologer Association" and was a little confused.

But the words of the family members also gave Alok another idea.

Is it the whole family that surrendered to the anti-will, or is it a personal behavior?

As if he could see Alok's doubts, Brady Condy continued:

"The Astrologer Association is an association organized by the government of the Hutt Empire. It employs elite astrologers from all over the country to specialize in divination for the government, nobles and temples."

"And the Mobius family is a powerful astrologer family. Although it does not have the protection of the gods, it has organized a supernatural organization called "Ring Nebula" in the Kingdom Alliance in the north. It has mastered the skills and secret spells of the astrologer profession. It is very influential in the City of Miracles. For astrology, a very tall tower was built, so people also call this organization "Tower."

Hearing this, Alok roughly determined that this was probably a personal behavior. As a powerful family, it should not disdain to do such a thing.

And as an official organization, the Astrologer Association will not associate with an unknown cult.

According to my impression, the Kingdom Alliance should not be a place where the anti-will erosion is not much.

It seems that the anti-will is corroding him personally.

"Where can I see him? Or, where did you see him last time?" Alok asked.

Brady shrugged and answered as a matter of course:

"Of course it's the Astrologer Association. He has to go to the association to work. I'm also a member of the association, so I know him."

Alok nodded, secretly scolded his sudden stupidity, and then said:

"Good idea. Thank you, Brady. Please forgive me for doing something impolite to you. This is for your safety."

Then, without giving Brady Condy time to react, he cut off his memory of today.

He apologized again, put the red wine that the waiter just brought on the table, and then he got up from the sofa and walked towards Connor who was feasting.

He took a few pieces of cakes to fill his stomach, and left with Connor who was still unsatisfied.

"Tell Namusa. There is a second big goal." Alok whispered as he walked.

"Astrologer Association. Tiloni Qi Mobius."