The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

Then, he returned to the room, converted the holster into an underarm holster, and then put the Silver Pain into the right armpit. Although it can feel a little bit of stinging here, it is not obvious.

He put on the clothes that were just delivered in the afternoon, which cost 10 gold coins. The slightly loose dress did not look dangerous under the armpit from the outside.

The dagger was still inserted into his boot.

He smiled slightly, added a sleeping bullet to the Hunter Hammer, handed it to Roger who was thinking in the living room, and told him the correct way to use it.

Only after completing all these actions can he feel safe.

Then he went to the corridor and waited for the old man for a while.

After a while, Viscount Mason came out of room 311. Behind him were her daughter and a male servant.

Seeing that Alok was already waiting for him in the corridor, Viscount Mason said politely:

"Sorry for the long wait. Please forgive an old man for his clumsy hands and feet. It's too troublesome to change clothes."

"I just came out too. It's really complicated to wear these things." He said with a smile.

After that, they smiled at each other and walked towards the restaurant together.

"I heard that a warrior was awarded the title of Lord some time ago. I think it was Lord Phasma. Heroes are born young." Viscount Mason said as he walked.

"It's just luck. I have the help of noble people. I also got the love of the Grand Duke." Alok said modestly.

Viscount Mason continued with a smile:

"Luck is also part of strength. There is no luck that falls from the sky. Luck is for those who are prepared."

Alok just smiled and didn't answer. Think of yourself as a patient listener.

Viscount Mason also fully demonstrated the good tradition of the elderly loving to nag, and continued to say while walking:

"It's rare to see young people like you. Young people nowadays all want to rise to the top in one step and become successful. They either want to get something for nothing or want to reap the benefits of others. They don't pay attention to their own cultivation at all."

"Don't you think about how such a good thing can fall from the sky? The key is to rely on yourself. You don't have any ability yourself, so why should others like you?"

Viscount Mason said this with a hint of meaning, but Alok, who knew the inside story, just laughed. He didn't intend to meddle in other people's family affairs.

"I heard that the young people in Damia are more outstanding, but I don't know if it's true." Viscount Mason continued to talk about this and that. But he suddenly turned his head and looked at Alok, and asked:

"Oh, by the way. I wonder why Lord Phasma is going to Damia?"

Seeing that Viscount Mason finally stopped asking questions, Alok said the words he had thought of long ago fluently:

"Damia, an ideal place. Of course I have to go and see it."

Viscount Mason, who was walking slowly, immediately heard the meaning of Alok's implicit expression and suggested:

"Well~ it's a good thing to have ideals, which will make people continue to improve. But don't forget it."

Then, he seemed to fall into memories and his steps became slower.

"What was my ideal when I was young? Oh, it's too far away. I forgot." He shook his head and gave up this plan.

"Anyway, it didn't come true." He laughed and laughed at himself.

As they talked, they had arrived at the restaurant.

The restaurant was different from noon. It had completely changed its appearance. The floor was covered with white cashmere carpet with light gold patterns, and a circular venue was left in the middle.

The marble floor of the venue was so smooth that it could reflect a person's face.

Some wine and food are provided on the surrounding tables.

The original glass floor-to-ceiling window at the bow has been transformed into a huge podium.

It can be seen that this meeting is more formal, and there is also a dance party.

This is really a headache. . How did I learn to dance? ?

Damn it! !

But dancing is something like this. As a man, if you don't invite others, I believe that women should not take the initiative to invite me.

He was relieved at once. He continued to look around and observe the situation habitually.

Viscount Mason saw an acquaintance and apologized to Alok to join a small group.

And his daughter also found a small group of women while laughing and observing the men around.

A small group of female nymphomaniacs. ? ?

There are already many people gathered in the huge restaurant to chat. Although they are still divided into several small groups, there is not much difference in their clothes and dress, so they can only be judged by their behavior.

Of course, none of this is important. What is important is how the food is.

I hope it will be better than at noon.

He picked up a glass of legendary champagne from the waiter's tray. He shook the glass in a professional manner to observe the degree of sticking to the wall. To judge the quality of the wine.

Of course, he didn't see anything. But this successfully attracted Roger's attention.

He was dressed similarly to Alok, and he didn't look like a servant at all. Especially with his blue hair, he had an exotic feature.

He shook the glass, sniffed it, and said:

"Rose champagne from Damia Meige Manor. It has a special rose fragrance after being brewed with multiple grapes. At least 10 gold coins a bottle."

Hearing this, Alok took a sip immediately. He didn't taste anything special. But he was still quite impressed.

Tsk~ good wine.

"Captain. I'm going to take a casual walk. Help you get familiar with the people on the ship." Roger said casually, holding the champagne.

Alok nodded and said:

"I never restrict your freedom. But you have to show up when I want to find you."

"Of course, it's always like this." Roger raised his glass and turned to the social scene.

Alok didn't like these hypocritical social interactions. Instead, he was more welcome to talk with Florian.

Roger, on the other hand, was like a fish in water in such occasions. It seems that he was indeed a nobleman before. I don't know why he ended up like this.

Just thinking about it, Florian's figure also appeared in his sight. He was mixed in the crowd, holding a very handsome young man in his right hand.

Nick.

I don't know how these two people got together, Alok waved to Florian. He called him.

"Florian."

Florian's keen hearing heard Alok's voice and turned his head to take a look. He dragged Nick to Alok's side.

"What? When did the black man's job become catching thieves?" Alok teased. "I remember that it was the police's business."

"Hey, who asked me to take this job. Otherwise, I would eat and drink like you." Florian complained.

"You are relaxed. I regretted it after I accepted it. Even catching thieves is under my charge." He shook his head and sighed.

"Why, manpower shortage?" Alok asked.

Florian also took a glass of champagne from the servant who passed by, let Nick stand in front of him, pressed his shoulder with his right hand, and said:

"That's not the case. There are still many normal security guards. There are only me and the captain. The others are staff. Their combat capabilities are not very strong. Therefore, the righteous Captain Pierre gave me the command of the guard team."

He did not mention the extraordinary in front of Nick. But I believe that Alok, who is also an extraordinary person, could not fail to hear it.

"Look, I just took the job for a while. I caught a stowaway who sneaked onto the ship. I also stole a set of clothes from the guest." He patted Nick's shoulder. Nick's shoulder sank at least ten centimeters.

Alok suddenly smiled. So that's how he got here. No wonder he was sneaking around that day.

"I think you should just leave these messy things alone and leave them to the so-called guards. You are just using a cannon to kill a mosquito." Alok said with a snicker.

"That's true. Wait for me for a moment." Florian patted Nick's shoulder again and agreed.

After that, before Alok could continue speaking, he hurriedly took Nick to the door of the restaurant.

When he came back, Alok had already found a plate of rice and started to eat it.

The rice was a little cold, which was probably due to the nature of the meeting.

Who would eat at a dance? This is a social occasion, and those meals are just for show. Eat a little if you are hungry. It's not like you are going to eat.

Of course, Alok and Florian didn't think so.

Florian sat opposite Alok on the pretext of "asking his security consultant for security issues."

He also held a large plate of food in his hand.

With a cannon shot, Florian started eating, and the righteous Captain Peel that Florian mentioned also appeared on the podium.