The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

"I thought the Nightingale you were talking about was that kind. I didn't expect it to be this kind of singing." Elok said with a sigh.

　　 Brady Condy looked at Elok strangely, and said:

　　 "From this point of view, you seem to be dissatisfied with this?"

　　 Elok didn't mean this, he quickly explained: "Of course not. I mean stereotypes have affected my judgment."

"Hahaha. You don't need to be so nervous. In fact, the artists of the big theater will come here to have fun. Of course, they will also pick up guests here. Be a real nightingale." Brady Condy said mysteriously. Said.

　　 "Although the beautiful lead singers on stage will be quite expensive, as long as you have money. Becoming your lover is not a problem."

　　 "A lot of lead singers hope to sell their bodies in exchange for more reputation and more money. Hey."

　　 Elok looked at the singer who was singing hard under the stage. Listening to Brady Condy's words, once again refreshed the understanding of the unspoken rules.

　　 an extraordinary artist. Although only one level.

　　 will also be fettered by money and reputation. With his own singing voice and strength, he can't get on this stage.

　　 Extraordinary! !

　　 What is extraordinary!

　　 otherworldly.

　　 Although it is not to be separated from the whole society, it should not be the case either.

　　 He silently grabbed the fence and looked at the crowd sitting under the stage.

　　 I don’t know how much dirt there is under the bright and shiny exterior.

　　 This is really a paradise against the will! !

　　 Brady Condy saw Elok's appearance, and thought he was attracted by this art, and he couldn't extricate himself from being addicted to music. Fortunately, I also closed my eyes and seriously felt the heartstrings of the singing under the stage.

　　 The singing praised the temple and also praised Kafka XI. It also praised the great achievements of the God of Order.

　　 After a long time, after a song ended, Sebas frowned tightly, holding on to the fence and looking at the spotlight on the stage, gritted his teeth and said:

　　 "That's not what she likes and is good at."

　　 "What?" Elok reacted first, looked at Sebastian and asked.

　　 He glanced at the lead singer on the stage again, seeming to have a clear understanding, and asked suspiciously: "Do you know her?"

　　 Sebas lowered his head, was silent for a long time, and finally nodded and said:

　　 "My former friend~~~"

　　 He sighed deeply, didn't say any more, turned and left alone. The back looks a little lonely.

　　 Ellock and Brady Condy looked at each other. Then he smiled and said:

　　 "Thank you for bringing me here. I stored the bottle of champagne in the same place downstairs to celebrate our meeting. I will come back to Nightingale when I have time."

　　 "Of course. I hope it's the kind of real nightingale." Brady Condy said with a smile.

　　 Elok smiled and didn't speak any more, but took off his hat a little to greet him, and then chased Sebas along the way he came.

　　 When I came to the door, Elok saw Sebastian. He patted Sebastian on the shoulder, then used a door-opening skill to open the door and walked out with him.

　　 "It's getting late. We should go back." Elok said with a smile.

　　 He doesn't want to worry about other people's private affairs, even if it's comforting.

　　 If he needs some comfort, he may be able to spit it out. Then I will comfort him.

　　 But if he doesn't speak, it's his own business.

　　 Although this looks a little cold.

　　 But it fits well with transcendence, and fits well with the profession of pirates.

　　Free pirate~

　　 The sea of ​​mental power will continue to influence and erode others, and it will also continue to influence and erode yourself.

　　 Influencing others through every sentence is also one of the ways that the spirit power erodes others. It is also very important, a subtle method.

　　 By comforting others to let others recover from a sad state, it is also through the sea of ​​mental power that affects others.

　　 This is not much different from counter-volitional means.

　　 "Hmm." Sebastian nodded in response.

　　 After walking behind Elok for a long time, Sebas suddenly raised his head and said seriously: "Tonight I want to try to be extraordinary."

　　 Elok turned his head in surprise, saw Sebas’ serious expression, suddenly laughed, and said:

　　 "You can do it anytime. It looks like you are doing well. There is nothing wrong with it."

　　 Saibas nodded vigorously, and said, "There is no problem for a long time."

　　 "Okay. Then tonight. Go to your room." Elok said with a smile.

　　 He raised his head and looked at the moonlight, and sighed: "The moonlight is nice tonight. It's suitable for a date."

　　 "It's really good." Sebastian replied in a low voice.

　　 He sighed again and said:

　　 "She likes the moon the most. She used to like the rural tunes, and the fresh and cheerful songs. I didn't expect her to become so fast."

　　 "Probably a concession made to obtain something." Elok said with a smile.

　　 "But if you give in, there is a high probability that you will change what you insist on, or simply forget. In the transcendental realm, this is betrayal."

　　 "I hope you can always stick to your ideals."

　　 "Of course, I will. Mr. Fasma." A bright light suddenly appeared in Sebas' eyes, and he clenched his fists.

　　 "Hahaha, okay. But to be honest, the Grand Theater disappointed me a bit." Elok looked at the moon in the sky. Then said in Elvish:

　　 "Praise the moon."

"It also disappointed me a bit, but it was a bit surprised that he could be on the stage of the Grand Theater. But I don't want to go up in this way. What I want is to go up and express what I want to express, not those praises. Great achievements." Sebas was a little excited.

　　 "Maybe you won't be able to go up without praising your great achievements. Think about this clearly. The Grand Theater is originally the property of the temple." Elok said.

　　 "This is in a dilemma. I think you have the ideal of going to the Grand Theater. In essence, you want to express your ideas in the form of art. It can be understood by more people."

　　 Sebas lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Elok, frowning and asked, "So it doesn't matter if you get on the stage of the Grand Theater, does it?"

　　 Elok shook his head and denied: "No, no, no. I never said that. I mean maybe there is a better stage."

　　 "I think it's enough to just express your thoughts, isn't it? You don't need to be stuck in any form or where you are. That will only limit your imagination."

　　 "I heard Aliel said that what an artist needs most and lacks is imagination."

　　 Hearing this, Sebastian suddenly fell into sluggishness.

　　 Elok was also fortunate to sit down on the bench by the roadside and watch the fresh and lively tunes of the artists singing on the roadside. By the way, wait for the sluggish Sebastian.

　　 After a long time, Sebas sat beside Elok, and said in a deep and somewhat hoarse voice, "Thank you~www.wuxiaspot.com~Mr. Fasma."

　　 "You are welcome. I think the two street artists over there sing better than the ones in the big theater."

　　 Saibas seemed to be back to normal. He followed the direction of Elok's eyes and said after hearing the performance, "I feel so too."

　　 He took out a silver coin with a denomination of 1 Kate, walked slowly to the artist, and put it in the hat in front of him.

　　 The singing artist is still immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself, and seems unaware of Sebas’ behavior.

　　 "Let's go back. Artist Mr. Sebastian." Elok got up from the bench and walked slowly on the side of the road.

　　 I saw a wild cat passing by the flowerbed, a three-color tabby cat, which looked very much like Il.

　　 But Elok knew that it was not.

　　 He shook his head, swinging his cane back and forth, playing like a wooden stick.

　　 "You will get used to saying praise to the moon in the future." Elok said to Sebastian as he walked.

　　 "Have you learned the elves?" Elok asked himself again.

　　 "Elves and humans have slightly different body structures, so there are inevitably some problems in the pronunciation, just like Aliel and Daniel, when they speak the language of the Hutt Empire, there is also a tact of elf.

　　 After a long time, I didn't see an answer. Elok turned his head and realized that Sebastian was still admiring the artists on the side of the road.

　　 He showed a knowing smile, walked towards Sebas, and whispered behind him:

　　 "Don't look at it, you are also an artist after today."