The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Eilok did not express his opinion on Pierre's words, but admired the bright starry sky and the bright moonlight for a while.

Then, he said goodbye to Pierre and returned to the scene of the dance. He found a corner at the scene of the dance and sat down, quietly watching the people at the scene.

The dance has entered the second dance.

In the first dance, the dancers often give their partners when they come, and in the second dance, they start to find another partner to complete a song.

This is the real social time.

He saw Florian reject the invitation of a girl and smiled.

Then he found that such a thing would happen to him, and he couldn't laugh in an instant.

Looking at Miss Mason's approaching figure, Elok wanted to avoid it again, but it seemed too rude, and he sat there at a loss.

"I wonder if Mr. Phasma can accompany me for the second dance?" Miss Mason's restrained voice sounded.

When she returned to the scene of the dance, she suddenly became that restrained girl.

But her smart eyes still betrayed her.

Facing the invitation from Miss Mason, his scalp was a little numb, as if he was facing a more dangerous battle.

I didn't expect that I would be invited to dance by others.

Damn it! !

Isn't it said that men invite women? ? Why did I become invited here?

"I really don't know anything about dancing. Miss Mason. I have never danced." Alok first found an excuse to refuse.

Miss Mason couldn't help laughing and said, "Hehe. Then are you willing to dance with me for the first time in your life?"

Ah? ? ? Damn.

You are too open, you want my first time right away.

After thinking for a while, Alok simply brought out a reason and simply rejected Miss Mason's invitation.

"I'm really sorry. Miss Mason, I still have a mission." He frowned and said.

Then, in order to make Miss Mason feel that he was not lying to her, he gently unbuttoned the front button of the dress, revealing a half-gun under the right armpit. Then he quickly covered it up.

"If I dance, I can't protect you. If I protect you, I can't dance. This is a dilemma." Alok continued to explain.

Miss Mason was obviously frightened by the gun, but she quickly suppressed her frightened expression and showed a curious look instead. She exclaimed:

"Wow. Are you a policeman like the big guy just now?"

Alok did not deny or admit it, but said: "I am his security consultant."

"It sounds like a high-level profession." Miss Mason suddenly laughed.

Then, she sat down next to Alok. She did not invite other men, but sat dignified and arrogant like an ordinary noble lady.

She picked up the red wine on the table, took a sip, and then continued to ask:

"What kind of profession is that?"

Huh? I don't know.

Alok smiled speechlessly. Then, he used his specialty of making up stories and said:

"It's basically to provide high-level security protection with the police. Solve their security problems. This is a very professional job. Obviously, I'm doing well."

"How much can you make in a month for such a job?" Miss Mason suddenly became interested in such a question, which also surprised Alok.

"I can't be sure. But I made a lot this month. It also made me a lord." He didn't give a specific number, but just explained it this way.

Miss Mason had no objection to this, she already knew a lot of useful knowledge.

"Lord?" A questioning voice interrupted the friendly conversation between the two.

Earl Edward, wearing a black wig, stood in front of the two with a gentleman's step. His chin was slightly raised, and his eyes looked down at Alok. He said again with a little doubt:

"As far as I know, there is no such lord in the city of Dror."

Alok was full of prejudice against Earl Edward, and listening to his long speeches during the day made him a little disgusted. Now seeing his arrogant look, he was really angry. So he said with a little sarcasm in his tone:

"Maybe the Earl is ignorant. Grand Duke Drol just conferred the title on me last Friday."

Seeing Alok's expression and what he said, Earl Edward frowned slightly.

Derol's people?

But now we are at sea? What can they do to me? ?

Tsk~~

"As a lord, I think I should stand up and salute when I see the Earl." He said arrogantly.

Hearing this, Alok bluntly countered:

"I have to remind Lord Edward. Lord and Earl are equal in rank. There is no such thing as saluting. In terms of the rank of the title, I should only salute Grand Duke Drol. Doesn't the Lord even know this little bit of etiquette? Or is Lord Edward's family education not very good? Didn't your parents teach you these things??"

This is indeed the case in the rank of the Hutt Empire.

Earls, Viscounts, and Barons can all be called Lords. This is not against etiquette.

Similarly, there is no difference between earls, viscounts, barons and lords in terms of rank. Therefore, there is no need to salute.

But if a baron or viscount meets an earl, he should salute.

That's why it is said that lord is a strange rank. But Alok is the strangest one.

Earl Edward was speechless when he said this, because this was indeed the case institutionally. But under normal circumstances no one would be rude to a count. Instead, he triumphantly forgot about this rule.

Seeing that there was really no way to embarrass Alok now, Earl Edward had no choice but to change his target, turned to Miss Masson and said:

"I wonder if I could invite the dazzling Miss Mason to dance?"

He bowed slightly, put his left hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand, inviting Miss Mason.

Miss Mason looked at Earl Edward, then at Alok, and made a decision.

He couldn't refuse the invitation of a count. She also had a father, a viscount, who was higher than him in terms of title. So she extended her right hand to accept the invitation. Then he turned to Alok and smiled bitterly.

This is also the helplessness of being a noble. Something that a noble should bear.

As Miss Mason and Earl Edward turned around, a sarcastic sentence came from Earl Edward:

"Next to me is the dazzling Miss Mason, but she doesn't know how to pick up such a pearl. How stupid."

From this moment on, Elok's fate has been decided.

Earl Edward, should die.

He saw a tattoo on Earl Edward's right wrist, an inverted cross. A cross that looks upside down no matter which direction you look at it.

At this time, Alok already understood what that tattoo represented.

Counter will.

If his gentlemanly gesture of inviting Miss Mason hadn't exposed part of his right wrist, he wouldn't have noticed it.

Then, he stood up and walked over to Florian, who seemed to be observing the scene casually. Decided to inquire about the information and confirm the operability.

"Florian." Before he could reach Florian, Elok started shouting. It was like seeing a friend I hadn’t seen for years.

He picked up a glass of red wine and raised it slightly to Florian. Under his somewhat surprised gaze, he walked up to him and asked directly:

"What kind of person is Earl Edward? What kind of business do you usually do?"

Florian was very adaptable to Elok's directness and liked it very much. It’s not tiring to work with such people. He thought for a moment, considered it carefully and said:

"A man who loves money and an arrogant man. He opened casinos, racetracks, bars, and nightclubs."

Alok's eyebrows raised, hmm~~~It's really full of five poisons.

At this point, Florian suddenly laughed. said:

"Although it's a secret and I shouldn't tell you. But after all, it's related to you, so there's nothing wrong with telling you."

Then, he looked around and continued:

"Because of the clues you provided, both Black Skin and the Temple believe that Count Edward is a major suspect. Therefore, basically all the places he opened have been closed down."

"He is fleeing with his family now. Because of the political connections of the Dror, there are no troublemakers here. Even if he has his own drug-smuggling ship, he will not be able to do this when faced with the pursuit of the temple and the black skin. The ship is safe. This is a conspiracy. I bet Grand Duke Dror and the temple can't mess with him. After all, he is a count."