The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Behind Alok, a sharp female voice suddenly appeared, making him startled.

He looked back and saw the star spirit body belonging to Namusa emerging, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Scared me.

"I'm not throwing my hands away. I'll let you know in the afternoon, who told you not to come." Alok complained in a low voice.

"I told you. Act at night. Otherwise, you will alert the enemy." Namusa's somewhat cold voice sounded again. "My long-term experience in confronting the Anti-Will has taught me that rather than impulsively killing an unimportant traitor, it is truly more effective to truly attack the weakness and core of the Anti-Will."

"If you can't dig out the roots, they'll pop up again like mushrooms after a rain."

"Obviously, the mid-level traitor you mentioned is a rare high-level figure. Now that we have found it, we should make long-term plans and obtain more combat results, rather than impulsively killing him directly."

Are you teaching me a lesson?

Alok glanced at the shadow behind him in surprise and retorted:

"Rather than letting go of the opportunity, I still think it's more appropriate to kill him directly."

Namusa did not quarrel with Alok, and it was useless to talk about it now. Instead he said:

"I didn't expect that Captain Jack lived up to his reputation and could directly kill a powerful fourth-level traitor in a short time. But don't underestimate these traitors against the will. Their combat power is not the strongest, but they always like to use various conspiracies and Make plans to create traps for others.”

"I feel the same way," Alok agreed.

He is also impressed by the traps and conspiracies of Counter-Will. I do feel that the combat effectiveness of each traitor is not very high.

At least it's far behind professions like devils and pirates.

The traitor is better than the enemy in the dark. and the invisibility of dual careers.

Namusa appeared from the shadows, nodded slightly, and said, "Even we must take it seriously. Let's talk about our goal this time."

Alok nodded. Pointing to the villa with a dance party in front of him, he said:

"What is certain is that a level three judge traitor is among them."

Then, he used yesterday to recreate the image of the judge in his hand. Then he continued:

"There are also more than a dozen extraordinary beings, but we can't be sure if there are other traitors. Ordinary people besides this can't tell whether they are from the anti-will camp."

After saying that, he looked at Namusha, but found that Namusha had a strange look on her face, as if she was in disbelief and doubt.

"What's wrong? Is the situation difficult?" Alok asked. "Still doubting the accuracy of the information?"

"No." Namusha shook her head decisively to deny Alok's conjecture. "Imagining Captain Jack Sparrow is amazing."

She entered the shadows again, leaving behind a sentence: "Leave it to me."

Alok shrugged casually and turned into a cat again, hiding under the big tree and observing secretly.

Seeing no change, I felt very bored.

He was lying on all fours on the ground, his front paws resting on top of each other. He shouted casually:

"Connor?"

"how?"

"I thought you left?" Alok said casually.

"I was wondering, when did you enter the temple?"

"Since I was young. Ever since I can remember. I started training in the temple of Dror City." Connor's voice came. "The church in Dror City is in charge of food. But Damia's doesn't. It's really annoying."

What and what~~~

Why did the painting style change?

Alok glanced at the small shadow in surprise. He shook his head helplessly and sighed:

"Did Roman train you?"

"That's right. It's Instructor Roman. She's always very strict. But she's in charge of the food." Connor replied with some yearning in his voice.

Alok suddenly patted his head, but he restrained the action and continued to ask:

"Did you know that the assassin's third-level skill is called fog, or smoke? The effect is to create a fog that silences everyone except yourself. It also blocks sight."

"What?" Connor said in confusion, then paused, and then replied a little aggrievedly: "My level is not enough. It has been less than three months since I became a level two assassin, and my contribution to the temple is still zero. ”

"Um~~~Okay. It seems that I still have to ask Namusa. I plan to buy a skill to supplement my combat power." Elok replied helplessly.

He didn't have many expectations for Connor, he just asked casually when he was free to watch the game.

"Captain Jack? Are you also an assassin? It sounds like your name is more like a meteorologist and oceanographer." Connor asked cautiously.

"No. I'm a pirate." Alok laughed at himself. Then, a funny smile appeared on his face and he said:

"Haven't you seen my information?"

"Hmm~~The temple does not have your information. Maybe my confidentiality level is not enough." Connor said helplessly.

She paused, then changed her tone and said, "It's just. Captain Jack, you are actually the favored one of the goddess? This is so shocking. Instructor Roman is not one, and the only favored one I have ever seen is Instructor Namusa."

Alok smiled bitterly and thought to himself, do you think I want the identity of this favored one? I'm not forced to do anything. Should I tell the goddess that I don't believe you, so don't do anything to me?

That would probably lead to death a little faster than committing suicide.

His tone was mixed with a little helplessness and maturity, like an elder with many adventures, and he said:

"This comes from an adventure. I wonder if you have heard of the treasure legend 'The Mysterious Sea's Fog Treasure Legend' that is widely circulated on the Mysterious Sea?"

Connor seemed to be reminiscing, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I don't have much impression. I have been training in the temple. But it sounds very~~ very exciting."

Erlok shrugged and continued: "It was this experience that made me become the goddess's favored one. I came across the treasure. But unfortunately, there is no gold and silver treasure in it, but only a temple surrounded by fog."

"Wow, very cool." Connor exclaimed and said enviously. "My only experience of going to sea was to take an exam. It was on the Drol."

"What?" Alok looked at the shadow in surprise.

Your action on the Drol was an exam?

In other words, the content of the exam was to kill Earl Edward?

I also helped you?

Oh~~~ Damn it.

If it weren't for me, you would never pass the exam.

As expected, I'm here to pay my debt.

In the end, I had to bear the consequences of bringing a novice.

"Yes, in the end I completed this mission brilliantly and passed the exam. Now I am a qualified assassin."

Connor seemed a little excited, showing off his achievements. But he didn't mention the important role played by Alok.

She herself may not realize that if it weren't for Alok, she would never have been able to complete such a mission.

"Well. You are really a qualified assassin." Alok let out a sigh and said hypocritically.

"Yeah, you think so too?" Connor asked excitedly. She seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, and continued to chatter:

"I have grown up for so many years, and this is the first time someone has said this to me. Instructor Roman always scolds me for being stupid and saying that I can only cry. I have wasted my assassin talent."

"Instructor Namusa never cares about me. She only works and works. I rarely see her. Although I call her instructor, she has never taught me anything."

"Other assassins either have missions or are elusive. No one has ever taught me. They haven't even said a word to me."

"I don't know what to do. I have never completed the missions I have accepted. I don't know how to complete them. I have already used up all the money Instructor Roman gave me, so I can only use some assassin skills to survive."

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Although Alok originally hated Connor, he did not interrupt Connor's chatter.

Instead, he heard the helplessness and desire for a teacher from her words.

Who didn't grow up from a novice?

What's more, she is a minor who has grown up in the temple and has little experience.

What she lacks is probably not the skills of an assassin, but a guide.