The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"I think, probably." Brady Condy spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Want to play? I promise your luck will get good." Brady Condy put down the wine glass in his hand, rubbed his hands and said.

He looked a little impatient, like a gambler, not a shill.

Well, but judging from his invitation, he also seemed like a shill.

"Forget it. Come to me when you come to see the nightingale. I'll enjoy the peace here." Alok sighed.

This seemed to arouse Brady Condy's interest in continuing to speak. He leaned forward, a little closer to Alok, and asked seriously:

"I'm starting to be a little curious about your purpose of coming here."

He smiled and replied with what Alok had just said:

"I don't know if I can ask a question. I'm a little curious."

"Uh~~~ Please." Alok said casually after an awkward moment.

Brady Condy frowned slightly and looked at Alok, and said with a complicated expression:

"Okay. At first I thought you were here to gamble, then I thought you were here to find women, and then I thought you were here to take drugs. You are really drug-free."

"Now I think you seem to be here to find someone. I wonder what you are here for?" Brady Condy looked very confused.

Alok raised his eyelids, then looked at the magnificent ceiling of the Brilliant World, and instantly felt that he was out of place here. He smiled bitterly and said:

"I am indeed here to find someone. But I haven't found her yet. She is not here."

"Oh?" Brady Condy made a surprised sound, glanced at Alok, and continued to ask:

"Who are you looking for?"

"My brother. He is a drug addict." Alok explained with a bitter smile.

He looked at Brady Condy sincerely, and his look was as sincere as he could be.

Although he told half a lie, his emotions were real. This sentence made Brady Condy nod and say:

"Okay. Maybe you need a little luck."

"I think so too." Alok said with a wry smile.

He gently touched his left hand and sent a message to Il again.

Although it was short, he still hoped that she would respond to him.

Brady Condy saw Alok's little action and asked with a smile:

"Why do you wear gloves? The weather is very hot."

Alok looked down at his left hand. Although the cowhide gloves were brand new more than two months ago, they now look a little worn after many battles and wind and rain. The cowhide is a little cracked, but fortunately it can still be used.

He touched his armpit and joked:

"Maybe it's because of habit. I'm too afraid of pain."

"Hahaha." Alok's words made Brady Condy laugh again, making the atmosphere suddenly lively.

He glanced at Alok's hand under his armpit, thinking he was touching his heart, and continued:

"Okay, okay, then your heart must have been hurt."

"I'm not afraid of pain, I've never been hurt, if I was really hurt, then I'd be close to death." He suddenly became serious again.

"It's great to be able to see the future. If I had this ability, I would definitely buy a lottery ticket." Alok understood what he meant and said with a smile.

"Ah? What?" Brady Condy asked in confusion, not understanding what Alok said.

The lottery has not been invented yet.

"Nothing. Just a sigh." Alok said with a smile.

"Okay. My hands are a little itchy, I'll go and have a try. Eight o'clock, I'll come to you at eight o'clock. We agreed. Leave me some wine." Brady Condy rubbed his hands again and said.

"Okay. It looks like Nightingale didn't get up too early." Alok sighed.

"Otherwise, it can be called Nightingale." Brady Condy said with a smile.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, Alok failed to wait for Brady Condy to come over, but he was still there in sight.

I guess he forgot about it and was addicted to it.

Alok took out his pocket watch and looked at it, then patted Sebastian's shoulder and said:

"We have to leave."

He called over a scantily clad female waiter and said:

"I'm going out for a while and will come back later. Can you help me keep this bottle of wine? I don't want to waste such good champagne."

"Of course no problem. You can just put it here first, no one will touch it, I'll keep the seat for you." She blinked and said.

"Thank you." Alok said politely.

"You are such a gentleman." She also responded with a seductive smile.

Alok smiled politely, picked up the hat on the table and put it on his head, and stood up with Sebastian and walked towards Brady Condy.

He straightened his back, holding a silver cane, and walked slowly to Brady Condy's side.

Patted him on the shoulder and said:

"It's eight o'clock."

Brady Condy turned around suddenly and saw Alok and Sebastian. He quickly stood up and said, "Oh. I almost forgot. I'm lucky."

He picked up the chips for his face money, put them in his pocket, and said:

"Let's go. I'll take you to see the nightingale that dazzles the world."

He smiled mysteriously, then took the initiative to take Alok and Sebastian, and the three of them walked into the hall.

Turn left and right, and followed a place similar to the staff passage to the high-rise. Airlock couldn't be sure which floor it was on, but it was upstairs anyway.

There are five floors in the Brilliant World, and Alok had not found the way to go upstairs. Coupled with Brady Condy's words, Alok was sure that there was no news about anti-will here, nor too much news about drugs.

This also extinguished the idea of ​​going to the upper level.

This time Brady Condy brought himself to the top, which can be regarded as unintentional.

He quietly led Alok to a small room, secretly took out a piece of wire, and prepared to open the gorgeous door.

But as Alok stepped forward and opened the room directly, he was immediately embarrassed on the spot. After a moment, he said:

"It turns out the door is open."

"That's right." Airok did not admit that he had used the skill, but said as if nothing had happened.

Then he pointed to his head and said:

"Sometimes it's better to use your brain than force."

Brady Condy smiled awkwardly and did not respond.

Then he walked through the door with Alok.

It was not a room as Alok thought, but a corridor. Brady Condy led the two of them towards the end of the corridor.

In the distance, Elok heard the sound outside the fence at the end.

It was music, song and applause.

Whenever the music starts and the applause goes out, only pure art remains.

When the music goes out, the applause lasts forever. Until the next one.

When the three people came to the fence at the end and looked down from the fence, the scene immediately shocked Alok and Sebas.

"Grand Theater!" Sebas exclaimed.

"That's right. This kind of nightingale is considered to be the best in all of Damia." Brady Condi said in a low voice.

"It is indeed the best in the entire Damia, even the best in the entire Hutt Empire. Except for the Dark Moon Forest, it is the best in the entire continent." Alok also sighed with emotion.

"Compared with Elf, we are just different in art form. The Grand Theater pursues magnificent and majestic music. Elf pursues fresh and natural music. Although they are not mutually exclusive, they cannot be compared."

Alok took a deep look at Brady Candy, and suddenly felt that it made sense, but then he thought about the fact that Luna, as a god in the field of artists, cannot be compared to humans. He shrugged and said:

"It's true that they can't be compared. But I remember that Luna is in the realm of artists."

"Huh?" Brady Candy instantly became stiff and glanced at Alok sideways without turning his neck. He smiled awkwardly. Not much more was said.

"I'm surprised that this place has direct access to the Grand Theater. Wouldn't it be possible for you to come and see it every day?" Alok asked, breaking away from this awkward topic.

Brady Condy waved his hands indifferently and said: "These are all done by rich people, what's so interesting about them."

"However, I can only come here secretly without being caught." Brady Condi glanced furtively at the corridor behind him and said.