The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

After lunch, Alok first drank a cup of afternoon tea with Connor without rushing, which looked like the life of some idle nobles.

He took a newspaper and flipped through it casually.

Although Alok didn't like this way of getting information.

Not only was it inefficient, but it didn't necessarily see the truth.

It takes a lot of skills to learn to find useful information from countless texts.

No matter what newspaper claims to be absolutely fair and transparent, it will definitely become a political tool.

Moreover, they will only report what the audience likes to see, not what is real. Because most people don't like to see the truth. False and fabricated gossip is the most popular.

For example.

Although the news that Captain Jack committed a shocking crime has been a few days, it is no longer too fresh news. But it still occupies the front page of the newspaper. It is also called an exclusive report.

What exclusive interview with Captain Jack himself. He personally admitted to killing dozens of competitors just to prove his strength to them. And get all their market share. As for what market it is, it is not said at all.

There are also some unique sharings from the Psychological Association, such as "How do people turn from polite to murderous!" "Be careful of those who are taciturn!"

What about "What should you do when you encounter a thug? Should you kneel down and cry, or take up weapons to fight to the end? The Visher Combat Training Classroom teaches you how to take the knife with bare hands and kill the thug!"

It's just a bunch of nonsense.

If I were really a thug, I could kill a hundred unarmed ordinary people.

That's too little.

Alok was so confused that he threw the newspaper aside after a while of sulking. The cold atmosphere made Connor dare not breathe loudly.

Waiting for the sun to be less fierce, and the sunset shining on the roof of the cathedral in the distance, Alok's mood became much calmer.

After stretching, he climbed up from the sofa and took out the pocket watch in his pocket to check the time.

4:50 pm.

"Let's go." He waved to Connor and said briefly.

Remember the name of the bar is "Party Bar". The underground trading market controlled by the official Dameiyan. The authentic products are guaranteed. But the price is a little bit higher.

But I still choose to go to such a place. Although there may be some prohibited items missing, it is better than being cheated.

I know nothing about these potion knowledge.

With Connor, Alok entered this high-end bar located on the outskirts of Kafka District openly.

Although he has only been here once, Alok seems to be familiar with it.

This is the advantage of learning to reappear yesterday.

I remember that I ran into Il the last time I came. I wonder if there is any good news this time?

"Why are we here?" Connor asked puzzledly behind him.

"Purchasing." Alok answered coldly. He looked back at Connor and asked, "Have you been here?"

Connor nodded slightly and replied, "I have been here several times. A senior brought me here. I took several private commissions here. But unfortunately, none of them succeeded."

"Oh. There is such a place here?" Alok asked in surprise.

"Who knows? Anyway, I accepted the mission. But there is nothing about assassins here. Most of them are bodyguards for nobles, escorting caravans. That kind of thing." Connor replied.

Ailo stopped, pondered for a while, and said, "Take me to see it later."

In places controlled by the government, there will certainly be no obvious commissions of violent crimes. That would be courting death.

But I believe there are, because darkness and unspoken rules are everywhere. But you must find a way.

As for why I went there?

Do you think the anti-will will know that I am going to the Dark Moon Forest?

This is not certain yet.

If I find a caravan as a cover, it seems to be a good choice.

But what if this is a trap set by the anti-will?

In this case, it is better to come alone.

Of course, I don't plan to work for others.

What if I go to issue a mission? It will be much better for me to be the boss.

If Connor didn't mention this, I wouldn't have this idea.

But using money to avoid disasters is also a good choice.

You can also ask for military support. It can also provide cover.

It would be best if I could find someone familiar with the place. I heard that the situation in Cherancy is very chaotic, with the temple, the army, and the local nobles' private forces intertwined. If I rashly go there, it will not be easy to get through.

If I turn into a bird and fly there, it will be another story.

However, it looks like it would be very tiring to fly as a bird all the time. Il couldn't even lift his arms.

It is a more appropriate choice to use it at a critical moment. The strategy of long-distance flight is not suitable for humans.

Oh~~ If I could learn Richie's teleportation skill. Traveling around is no longer a dream.

Let's decide this first, and see what happens later.

As he walked forward and decided, he came to the place where he first met Il in Damia.

The shop that sells clear leaves.

And next to the shop is an extraordinary herbal shop.

He turned a corner and naturally took Connor into it.

But I didn't expect that there would be a queue inside! ! !

He had no choice but to follow the end of the team.

Is this place so popular? Or are there many witches who make herbs in Damia? Or are they alchemists?

It's really different in big cities. Oh~ You have to queue for everything.

The light inside was a bit chaotic, and there was a long queue in the small shop. Behind the counter sat a kind-looking old lady.

A witch, but unfortunately only level 2. She looks very experienced. She is very skilled in using the witch's hand, and seems to be good at the transformation spell. I wonder how she compares to Il.

Behind her were rows of labeled containers, which reminded Alok of a Chinese medicine shop.

When Alok arrived, he imitated the customer in front of him and directly reported the items he needed.

"30 pairs of unopened honeysuckle flowers, 30 Austrian flowers, 30 sleeping flowers, 5 liters of morning dew, 200 grams of Kaliman crystal bee honey, and 90 pairs of Vanderlouvance perfume lily stamens."

When he reported the items he needed, he got an answer that he couldn't believe.

"Honeysuckle, it's not the season now, so it's 2 gold coins per pair. Opulia, a specialty of the elves, 13 gold coins per flower. Sleeping flower 56 kate per flower. Morning dew 12 gold coins per liter. Crystal honey 20 kate per gram. Vanderlouvance perfume lily stamens 80 kate per pair."

"The total is um~~ Let me calculate. 638 gold coins and 80 kate. Let's count it as 630 gold coins."

Damn, Il. I seriously suspect you are robbing me.

Do you think I'm a rich man? You want 630 gold coins to buy materials or ingredients? ?

Can the potion you prepare last for a year?

Alok resisted the urge to complain, and cursed Il, the prodigal son, in his heart. After rolling his eyes, he reluctantly took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, counted out 63 of them, and handed them to the salesperson in front.

The old witch who Alok originally thought was kind and kind, but now thinks she is ferocious.

However, the packaging of this shop is quite good. Small boxes contain the materials purchased by Elok.

Several large glass bottles contain the morning dew that Elok needs.

Elok put them all into Ir's pocket.

I must write a letter to condemn this robbery in the evening.

He thought angrily.

Connor followed Elok's steps and watched him take out a lot of money and spend a lot of money to buy various materials.

"You are so rich!" She sighed.

"If you can be smarter, you are richer than me." Elok was still in a bad mood and said casually.

"Now, take me to the place where the commission was placed."

"No problem, it's just in front." Connor swallowed his saliva and pointed to the front timidly.

A very impressive storefront, without the fancy signs of the shops next to it, but the white marble door head is particularly prominent.

A wooden sign hung on the side, reading "Idealists Union."

Huh? ? A union?

What a strange name.