The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

　　 Frank Palmer

　　 Ordinary police in the Hamilton district of Droll City.

　　 Of course, this can only be said to be the main business.

　　The more important thing in life is side business.

　　 He is still an artist.

　　 But as an artist. Frank failed a little.

　　Because I can't make money, I can only rely on my main business to make ends meet.

　　The main reason is that he does not have a good instrument, an extraordinary instrument.

　　 Last time at the party, Frank did not find the target, an alchemist.

　　 He wanted to find that alchemist to make an extraordinary musical instrument for himself.

money is not a problem.

　　 But it's a pity. He didn't find it.

　　 Recently, I am a little bit anxious for the need for extraordinary musical instruments, because I want to pursue a beautiful woman.

　　 This is to show one's talents.

　　 It is said that she has rejected all the young talents in the entire Hamilton district.

　　 This is really challenging, and it would be too fulfilling if you can catch up.

　　 In order to avoid being swiftly boarded.

　　 So, I had to ask my uncle, the initiator of the gathering, Mr. Hector Palmer.

　　 heard him say:

　　 "You can go to 77 Heaton Street to find opportunities."

　　 Continue to ask something, without telling the truth about the opportunity, so he said profoundly, ‘Don’t leak, this violates the regulations’.

　　 The stipulation stipulates that the stipulation is dead, and the person is alive.

　　 But he couldn't impress his uncle. Had to be confused and came to the Black District with the idea of ​​giving it a try.

　　 This is not his jurisdiction, I am a bit unfamiliar, so I stopped a passerby and asked for the way, but I was also caught by the sentence:

　　 "I just want to ask, how do I get to 77 Heaton Street?" Scared away.

　　 only heard the passer-by say: "I don't know how to go, I have to go to the Delta boat." So he hurried away.

　　 Watching the strange person running away, he turned into a corner and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　　He stood in the street at a loss.

　　 I just want to ask for directions.

　　 Is 77 Heaton Street terrible?

　　 Forget it, I will find it myself.

　　 Finally he scratched his head and scratched his butt. Turn your head and continue walking on the street.

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　　 Standing in front of the door of 77 Heaton Street, Frank stroked his police uniform to make himself look a little gentleman.

　　 He finally tidyed up his blond hair.

　　 ignored the doorbell next to him, knocked gently on the door.

　　Bang~bang~bang~

　　 No one answered.

　　 After half a minute, he knocked on the door again.

　　 "Who, don't you know that it's very impolite to disturb others in a nap?" There was a desperate female voice in the room. Somewhat lightly.

　　 silently took out the pocket watch in his pocket and took a look. It was only 11 o'clock and he went to bed.

　　 But he was very qualified and did not speak. Put the pocket watch in your pocket.

　　 After a while, the door opened, and a girl wearing a dark blue dress without a waistband appeared in front of him.

　　 She has black hair and black eyes, no other pendants on her body, and she looks very refreshing.

　　 After seeing a policeman behind the door, he looked very rude. The frowning brow seemed to say "You are not welcome here."

　　 Sure enough, she asked unreasonably:

　　 "What are you doing, who are you looking for."

　　 After coughing softly twice and concealing his embarrassment, Frank opened his mouth and said:

　　 "Excuse me, excuse me. This is Frank Palmer. My uncle, Professor Hector Palmer, recommended me to come."

　　 Hearing this, the girl glanced at Frank and said, "You are here to find my father. He is not at home, and went fishing in Lake Sitori outside the city."

　　 Seeing the height of the girl in front of him, as if thinking of something, Frank smiled and said:

　　 "Ah~ no. I'm here to find Miss Witch. You can call me Mr. Artist."

　　 The girl showed a puzzled expression and said:

　　 "I don't know what you mean. Mr. Police."

　　 looked down at his uniform, Frank tidied his hair handsomely, smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, I'm not a black-skinned person."

　　 He pointed to his armband and said again, "Did you see it, ordinary policeman."

　　 But only a "bang~" greeted him.

　　 He touched his sore nose. Helplessly said:

　　 "It seems bad luck today."

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　　 Gangcheng District.

　　 A seagull with blue feathers landed in a dilapidated alley. It glanced back and forth sneakily.

　　 finally moved into an unusual room through a broken window.

　　Dark room, only the dim light coming in through the window.

　　 It flew up and fell on the table in the center of the room.

　　 There is also a cloth sofa in the room, which is full of oil stains. A messy brown puppet bear was lying on it.

　　 The blue-haired seagull uttered a word and asked:

　　 "Little Bear, how are things prepared?"

　　A full half minute passed, the little bear actually sat up gradually. He looked very sad, with tears in his black crystal eyes. The little bear lowered his head, touched his bandaged right hand, and said:

　　 "I thought you would never come to me again. Roger. After all, the only two of us in the world are so unlucky."

　　 slapped his wings vigorously, Roger said in a bad tone:

　　 "Little Bear, I am different from you. I can still change back. And you are an active life."

　　 Standing up straight, looking at Roger, the little bear still said in a sad tone:

　　 "The same, we are all abandoned."

　　 Finally he lowered his head and looked at his fluffy but messy fingerless hands.

　　 let out a deep sigh.

　　 "Hey~"

　　 Roger, who was watching this, was very big, and he said impatiently:

　　 "How is the preparation for the ceremony, I am still waiting for the change back."

　　 After a long silence, the little bear finally spoke:

　　 "The materials are ready, but there is only one chance. The God of Contract is not easy to deceive."

　　 "Hurry up, then." Roger couldn't bear this kind of seagull shape.

　　 He was not talking, but flew straight to the back room.

　　 kicked the door in the deepest part of the room with his feet, and looked back at the bear who was still motionless in grief. Roger couldn't bear the ink marks of Little Bear.

　　 Then, he flew onto the sofa, took the bear and flew to the back room.

　　 It is a two-story building, but there is no baffle between the two floors. The sun shines through the hollow in the roof.

　　 In the center of the room is an inverted three-pointed star binding circle.

　　 There is nothing else.

　　 After dropping the bear from the air onto the ground in the back room, Roger turned his head and closed the door forcefully.

　　 "Let’s get started, little bear. Stop the ink." Roger said while looking at the little bear who was still lying motionless on the ground.

　　 "I'm just thinking about my previous master. She is so beautiful. So gentle." Little Bear was lying on the ground, her black crystal eyes really shed a drop of tears.

　　 "But he abandoned you." Roger struck mercilessly.

　　Hey~~~

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　　 Roger couldn’t bear it and finally flew to the bear, comforting:

　　 "Okay, okay. Little Bear, your master will come back to find you. He just accidentally lost you." He looked at Little Bear with the seagull's big rice eyes.

　　 Seeing a little brilliance in Little Bear’s eyes, he continued:

　　 "I think your master may be more sad than you. After all, she loves you so much."

　　 Holding back his nausea, Roger squeezed an ugly smile belonging to a seagull on his face.

　　 Some figures appeared on Xiao Xiong’s face, as if he had found a confidant, and said:

　　 "Do you think so too? I also think that my master just accidentally lost me. She must be looking for me very hard."

　　 "Yes, I think so too, shall we start?" Roger said perfunctorily.

　　 "No problem, I will go to my master when it's over. Are you with me? You look for it in the sky, and I look for it on the ground." The little bear stood up and looked at Roger expectantly.

　　 "Sorry, I won't be able to fly after that." Roger rebuffed blankly.

　　 Little Bear lowered his head again and said:

　　 "That's right, I was the only poor doll then."

　　 "But I can find it with you." Roger said hurriedly when he saw the little bear become like that again.

　　 "Really? Roger, you are my best friend." The look of hope appeared on the little bear's face again.

"of course."

　　 The little bear finished listening to this sentence. The mouth, which was stitched with needlework, split open, revealing the hideous jagged teeth inside. Said happily:

　　 "It's been a long time since I laughed like this, after the master accidentally lost me."