The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

"Not yet. Don't worry. If you offer too high, I can't hire you." Alok put down Sebastian's newspaper and said jokingly.

"No, no, no. My salary requirement is not high at all. Maybe 2 gold coins per week, oh no, one gold coin is also fine." He sat up straight and trembled slightly, and said incoherently.

"Okay then. 2 deben per week, start your first job now." Alok said naturally while half lying on the sofa.

"Aren't you studying contract law in depth? Draft a contract for yourself now. There are not many other requirements in the contract, but you must add a clause to strictly keep the content of the work confidential. After all, we have to contact the police."

Sebastian suddenly seemed to be so excited that he couldn't speak, and his trembling hands clenched tightly, making the newspaper wrinkled.

Finally, he calmed down a little and said in a trembling voice: "No problem, no problem. Do you have a feather pen? I'll draft one now."

"Of course. I'll get it for you." Alok said casually.

He remembered that there seemed to be a feather pen and ink in the study upstairs. So he slowly got up, found the ink bottle and quill in the study upstairs, and gave them to Sebastian who was thinking.

Sebastian found two parchment scrolls and white paper in his briefcase, spread them flat on the coffee table, and then rubbed his trembling right hand to make it more obedient. Then he picked up the quill and wrote on the white paper.

While writing, Alok introduced the basic situation to it.

"My name is Alok, Alok Phasma. You can call me~~~ You can call me whatever you want."

"The internship period is one month, two gold coins per week. After one month, three gold coins per week. Weekly payment."

Sebastian's hand suddenly trembled, and after looking at Alok, he buried his head and continued.

"The place of work is here. I plan to make a slight renovation here, but the movement cannot be too big, otherwise the landlady will not be very happy."

"Where do you live? I hope it's not too far away?" Alok suddenly asked.

Sebastian raised his head and said awkwardly, "I don't have a place to live yet. I just moved out of the school dormitory a few days after graduation."

"Oh. If you don't mind, you can find a room on the first floor. The second floor is my territory." Alok said casually.

Renting a house in Damia is indeed a very expensive thing. The problem is that you can't not rent it. You can't sleep on the street.

Hearing this, Sebastian suddenly showed a sincere expression, and then he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly lowered his head to continue drafting the contract.

"As for the content of the work, we will receive some commissions about difficult cases, and different contents will also have corresponding changes. Of course, if some other customers come to the door, we will take over if we can make money. I will consult you at that time." Alok continued to introduce.

"However, for some commissions that consume energy and have little gain, we can give up directly. What about finding a cat, finding someone's dog is missing." Alok said speechlessly.

"Working hours are uncertain. If there is no commission, just wait for it to come to you and sit at home and do whatever you like. If there is a commission, you have to work. Sometimes there will be field work, and if needed, you have to follow."

"Tomorrow is the first day of work. But there should be nothing to do tomorrow. You can go pack your things." Alok continued.

"No need. Work is work. I will start working tomorrow." Sebastian said seriously.

"Thank you, Mr. Phasma, for providing me with accommodation. I will move my things here tonight. Don't worry."

"Thank you very much for giving me this opportunity." He suddenly stood up from the sofa, bowed deeply to Alok, and thanked him again.

"You're welcome. I'm just looking for a consultant. As long as it's suitable, it's fine." Alok waved his hand indifferently. He continued:

"Is it too late for you to move here today? If there are a lot of things, I can help you. Anyway, I just finished my meal and haven't taken a walk yet."

"No, no. I can do it myself. There are not many things." Sebastian smiled bitterly. Then he continued to lower his head to draft the contract.

He seemed to be familiar with all the aspects of the contract, and soon drafted the contract and showed it to Alok.

No problem, anyway, I won't use legal weapons to defend myself if there is a problem. Sometimes resorting to violence will be faster.

After Alok agreed, Sebastian moved the contents of the white paper to the parchment roll.

With the two people signing, the agreement in duplicate was completed.

"Do you really want to get your things in the middle of the night?" Alok asked Sebastian who was about to go out.

"Yeah. I'll be back soon." Sebastian smiled and replied.

"Okay, since you insist, go ahead." Alok didn't stop him.

Maybe this is what people insist on. Why do you have to care about these things?

Give others more freedom, and you can get more freedom.

Seeing Sebastian leave, Alok returned to the sofa and planned to recall a few books in his mind and consolidate the basic knowledge of mysticism.

Wait until night to meditate.

It turns out that if you calm down and study, time will pass quickly. It's just like calming down to play games.

Two hours passed.

The door suddenly rang, interrupting Alok's study.

It should be Sebastian who came back.

I didn't expect it to be really fast. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that only two hours had passed.

He stood up and opened the door for Sebas.

See beads of sweat hanging on his head. There was this big burden on his back, and two musical instruments hung on his right hand. It can be seen that one is a six-string guitar and the other is a violin.

"Hey, let me help you." Alok took the initiative to reach out to the big bundle, but Sebas refused. Instead, he handed the guitar case and violin in his right hand to Alok, panting:

"Those are too heavy, I'll do them myself."

"Oh, okay then. You go to the room and put them down first." Alok complied with Sebastian's request, and the two piano cases walked into the room and carefully placed them on the sofa.

Sebas hunched over, walked step by step to the living room, gently put down the heavy baggage on his back, and then wiped his sweat while breathing heavily.

"You should take a rest first. Then find a room on the first floor. Anyway, I only live in this room." Alok said looking at Sebas.

He picked up the teapot, poured a cup of slightly cold black tea for Sebas and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Sebas wiped his hands on his shirt, then carefully took the cup of tea.

Although he was very thirsty, he drank it slowly and politely, and then consciously placed the cup on the coffee table.

"I never thought you knew music?" Alok said, looking at the two pianos.

"A little bit. My hobby." Sebas breathed.

"Is it also your ideal? I heard that everyone who comes to Damia has a dream?" Alok suddenly looked at Sebas and asked.

Sebastian looked at the two pianos with a wry smile and said:

"That's right, but we have to take care of our lives first."

Hearing this, Alok did not continue the topic, but asked: "You are an Etonian. Why don't you go back after graduation?"

"Although the housing prices in Damia are really expensive, the development is much better than that in my hometown. If I can make some money here, it will be okay to go back. What if I succeed." Sebastian explained with a wry smile.

"When the time comes, I will go back and open a bar, teahouse, etc. It will be my retirement."

"It's a good thing to have dreams, what if you succeed? It seems like your dream is to be an artist?" Ai Luoke said half-advised and half-puzzled.

"Yeah~~ I guess. One type of artist, a musician. Preferably a violinist." Sebastian's tone and movements seemed a little more natural, not like the rigidity he had when he first arrived.

"However, it's not easy to become an artist. I don't have any other connections, so it's too difficult to take this path. I have to study law to support my family. Art is a hobby and an ideal."

"If you play well enough, you'll be able to excel." Alok said puzzledly.

"No, no, no, it's impossible. It's not enough to just play well. You have to have your own artistic characteristics, you have to be talented enough, you have to learn how to create, and the most important thing is to have people." Sebastian looked at Alok said.

"Someone needs to appreciate you and recommend you. Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, even if you perform much better than the clowns on stage, you still won't be able to get on stage. You can only make a living by performing on the street. Or just make a living."

Suddenly a light of longing appeared in his eyes, he looked at the ceiling and said to himself:

"I just want to have a concert of my own at the Damea Theatre. Unfortunately, that's just a dream."