The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Okay, today's class is over. Do you have any questions?" Richie looked at the sky outside and said.

Shrugging, Alok replied: "No. This is enough for me to learn and apply it for a long time. If I don't understand, I will continue to come to you for advice."

"Of course. You're welcome at any time." Richie replied with a smile and a sip of tea.

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On the way home.

El looked at the sunset outside the carriage window and guessed what the surprise that Elok was talking about was.

Although I couldn't figure it out, it was frustrating to have a surprise but no way to know it.

After getting off the carriage, Il politely smiled and thanked the Rona family's dedicated groom.

Accompanied by the sound of horse hooves "tapping", El leaned over and picked up a small pebble from the roadside in front of his house. He held it in his hand and weighed it twice, with a sinister expression on his face.

He planned to tease Elok as punishment for betraying himself.

Walking towards the door, she took out her key, inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it gently.

The moment the door opened, he rushed into the home like a bolt of lightning and threw the pebbles in his hand towards Alok, who was sitting on the sofa chatting with Richie.

"go to hell!!"

The pebbles suddenly transformed into a round, indescribable object in the air, spinning across the air. Falling into Alok's arms.

Alok was quite excited when he heard the sound of turning the key at the door, and said to Richie easily:

"El is back. Now you can eat. I'm hungry."

"Yeah, me too. You haven't been eating well recently. The government canteen is really not a compliment." Richie agreed.

The moment the door opened, Alok saw a black figure suddenly appear and throw an unknown substance at him.

Startled, Alok saw clearly that the black figure was El, and subconsciously took the round thing flying towards him.

Just when he saw clearly what he was holding in his hands, Alok's heart suddenly stopped.

It's his own head that refuses to rest in peace.

In an instant, out of the corner of his eye, he saw another seven-colored light coming toward him. Haven't reacted yet. Has turned into a headless corpse.

The scene of a corpse holding its own head really looks like a horror movie.

El's voice came from the door, and he said to his father Richie: "How is it? I used the transformation spell well. Hahaha~~~"

She held her waist and stood at the door of the living room with her legs spread apart.

"Ahem, what's wrong? Are you okay, dear Elle?" Richie, who had just reacted, glanced at poor Alok, coughed twice, and consoled him.

"Nothing." Il glanced at Richie and said softly.

"That means Alok said he wanted to give me a surprise. He didn't say what it was."

I see. Deserve it!

"Hahaha." Richie sneered and said:

"That's right, it's all Alok's fault. If I don't tell you, it won't be over until you come back and tell me. What else do you call a surprise when you tell it?"

"Ahem, let's change him back. This look affects his appetite."

Ellock walked up to Alok, pointed at Alok and asked:

"Tell me. What is the surprise?"

"It's just a rock. Of course you can't tell. You have to change him back."

He looked at Elok's headless body angrily, silently recited a spell, and lifted the transformation spell. Looking at Alok's somewhat innocent face, he asked again:

"What surprise?"

Alok glanced at El with some innocence. Helplessly, he quickly said:

"Two things. First, there is news about the bonus. I give you three hundred gold coins, but since you saved my life, I decided to give you 100 gold coins privately as a reward. Second, there is yours Secret message."

After glancing at El with a relaxed expression, Elok put the pebbles in his hand on the coffee table and said with a smile:

"How about it? It's a surprise."

"I have money to buy clothes again. This is great. Thank you, Alok." Elok jumped up and gave Alok a hug. Then he said happily loudly.

Ahem~~ It turned out that I wanted money to buy clothes.

"Well, let's talk about the secret curse news." After hearing this, El was half lying on the sofa and continued.

Alok moved his body again, leaned on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, and said thoughtfully:

"A church called Anti-Will. I heard that they exist. But this is just a hearsay. And it is said that the Anti-Will church is very hidden. It is difficult to find."

"Anti-will?" Richie and El asked at the same time.

El's tone was pure questioning. But Richie's tone was mixed with some surprise.

"Well, that's right. It used to be active in the Eastern Continent, but recently came to the Hutt Empire. It is considered a cult. My suggestion is to be cautious. Don't get involved with the cult." Elok explained. "But that's the only thing I heard."

"Have you heard of this church? Father" Alok suddenly turned to look at Richie and asked.

"Yeah~ I've heard of it." Richie frowned slightly and said in a low tone.

Alok was a little surprised, but then relieved. As a well-informed historian, I know that such trivial matters are nothing. So he turned to look at Richie seriously, ready to continue listening.

Sure enough, after Richie saw Alok and El looking at him at the same time, he took a full stance and spoke in a deep voice:

"Have you ever heard of the profession of 'traitor'?"

traitor?

The same species as the Historian, Assassin, Necromancer, and Magebinder.

The most prohibited profession in the Hutt Empire. Anyone who encounters it will be executed.

The two classmates nodded in tacit understanding, and then Il shook his head and said:

"Although I have heard of it, I don't know what this profession is about. I have never seen it."

"How is the anti-will related to this profession?" Alok asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Richie smiled softly and said:

"It's normal not to know. They are all hidden very deeply. The anti-will is the base camp of this profession."

"Can you tell me more?" Il asked with his head tilted.

Richie didn't answer, but smiled and asked: "What is a traitor?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, he asked and answered himself:

"A traitor is a profession that betrays its own profession. We call all traitors traitors."

"There are two situations. The first is when they are not exposed. They are normal extraordinary professionals. They release the same skills as other extraordinary professionals of the same profession."

"The second situation is that they are exposed. At this time, their skills will show strange mutations. They will show more hidden and strange characteristics. They are more difficult to deal with." His tone was a little mysterious and low.

At this point, Richie stopped talking. It seemed that he was waiting for the two to ask questions.

"So, this is why traitors are difficult to detect?" Ir asked.

"Yes, it is also the reason why anti-will is difficult to detect." Richie nodded, and then looked at Alok.

Seeing this, Alok also raised his own questions:

"What is exposure? How to judge whether a superhuman is a traitor?"

Smiling and nodding, he seemed to be very satisfied with Alok's question, and Richie explained:

"When the first person other than other traitors knows that you are a traitor, you are exposed."

"As for how to judge? I don't know." Richie spread his hands, "If I knew how to judge, it would not be so easy to hide. But I know that the gods must know how to judge."

If I could become a god, I could do it. It's the same as saying nothing.

But with this idea, I can ask the gods for help to help me judge whether it is a traitor.

Ahem, the only problem is which god is bored enough to listen to my nonsense.

Seeing the two thinking, Richie did not interrupt.

When the two raised their heads and looked at him, he smiled and continued:

"In the beginning, there was no profession of traitor. But some people betrayed their profession unknowingly. Then they became traitors."

He looked at the two again and asked:

"What can you think of this?"

What can you think of? Alok frowned and looked at Richie.

So this is why they have so many professional skills and spells?

Or?

Suddenly, their brows relaxed, and Alok and Il said in unison:

"Erosion!"