The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

Freshman calendar January 1, 985

The heavy snowfall last night seemed to have been specially prepared for the New Year. Delta is once again wrapped in silver.

I don't know how long the accumulated snow is still falling, and it doesn't mean to stop at all. The gust of wind passed by, making the day that was supposed to be a celebration a bit deserted.

The sky was a little gloomy, obscured by thick dark clouds.

The bright moon that could not stop the rose of the dark night hung high, shining on the tree of clarity.

"Come on, brother, take medicine."

A familiar voice awakened Elok who was lying on the third floor of Dark Night Rose.

He struggled to get up from the bed, squinting half his eyes, only to feel that the scene before him seemed familiar. Where have you seen it?

The spirit is a little sluggish, and the splitting headache is what Elok feels now.

The sequelae of the fight last night are still faintly onset, and they cannot be cured all at once.

You have to go to Namu Sha and ask what the high-level item of the bound mage is. What level of skill is the mental power net?

Um~~~ It's really uncomfortable.

"Hurry up and take the medicine. Brother." Il's voice urged him again.

He looked at the dark green thick potion in front of him and frowned.

As if seeing Elok's embarrassment, Il pinched his waist with one hand and explained:

"This is the most expensive potion I found from last night's trophies. This bowl can be worth 100 gold coins. If you add a glass of clear moonlight, it would be a cash burn."

"I'm wondering, what exactly is the material to make such an ugly potion? It doesn't look like people drink it." Elok frowned as he looked at the horror potion that occasionally bubbling.

The pungent smell made his headache worse.

Il shook the green-black potion, then said without changing his face:

"The main ingredient is a cyan spine toad, plus the eyeballs of Vatrice Nightmare. I added some clear leaves to neutralize the medicinal properties and reduce the toxicity. These are all good things for healing the will. Of course, in order to enhance the healing effect, I also added some necromancer powder. Although I don’t know if it will work, it’s pharmacologically okay."

"For the astral body, just use the clear moonlight to heal it. Or simply use the pure dew of the clear leaves. I remember there is still a lot in the bottle that Lord Wolfker gave me."

Elok heard his temples bulge. What toad? ? eyeball? ? Necro powder? ?

Translation is toad, eyeballs, and ashes.

Can that thing be eaten? ?

"I want to drink only Clear Moonlight. I don't think I should have a big problem." Ailock wrinkled his temple and said reluctantly.

When Ilton was a little unhappy, he pressed Elok's shoulder and stared and threatened:

"Hey, I worked for you for three hours. You do Dafa and I leave. How could it be possible. Please, I do it for your own good. This thing is very expensive. Others asked me to configure nothing for him." The way."

"But can those ingredients really be eaten? That stuff is simply not for humans. Il." Elok finally couldn't help but say.

Il spread his hands and asked:

"Why can't you eat it? Most of the materials about the will body are like this. You don't want to think about what professions are studying the will body."

"What undead scholars, shamans, psychologists, except psychologists, don't they all be like this? What materials do you want?"

She put the bowl of potion in front of Elok, and then gave him a look. He picked up another glass of clear moonlight and handed it to him.

Elok's neck shrank back and barely accepted two completely different "medicine".

"Does this really work?" He asked questioningly.

Il's brows showed a look of anger, waiting for Elok to question again:

"Are you a witch or am I a witch? Do you know pharmacy? Do you know pharmacology? If you don't know it, you can trust an expert. I'm a middle-level witch. How can I not cure this kind of disease?"

Elok was speechless when he was refuted. Indeed, in terms of pharmaceutics, he was indeed not at the same level as Il.

But it always feels like murdering my brother.

He curled his lips, revealing a look of embarrassment.

After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, closed his eyes, and poured the medicine into his mouth.

The fishy and bitter taste that came straight into his mind directly wrinkled Elok's face with eighteen folds, and his facial features were squeezed together, like a bulldog.

Soon he desperately took the clear moonlight in his hand and took a bite.

His face changed, from red to black, then to blue.

He pinched his neck on the spot and fell onto Il's cot.

This frightened Il not lightly, and suddenly jumped up to observe Elok's situation.

I'm going, my brother won't be put to death by me!

She was frightened by her own thoughts and shed a drop of cold sweat, and her lips were instantly scared white. Beads of sweat are in the palms.

Carefully stretched out **** to test Elok's snort.

Suddenly, his heart thumped and thumped wildly.

In the next second, she wanted to escape from the scene on the spot. But after thinking about it, he grabbed the door and flew towards Daniel's cabin.

"Sister Danielle, Danielle." She yelled Daniel's name eagerly.

"What's the matter, what's the matter? Il?" Danil came to Il's face in surprise from the tree house and asked in astonishment.

Although it was daytime today, it was snowing heavily, so Daniel gave herself a day off and never went to the Twilight Forest.

It's just a coincidence that Elok just ran into some problems.

"Elok, Elok has some trouble." Il dragged Daniel's hands desperately and ran her into his house.

Il’s wooden house is closest to the third-story doorway, only a few meters away from Daniel’s tree house.

Danielle himself knew that Elok had a minor situation last night, and he also showed it to him, but since life is not in danger, and the problems of the will body and the astral body are not in the realm of life, they can’t help. What busy.

Can only provide some effective suggestions.

However, looking at Il's appearance, what is the vital sign problem with Elok?

She realized the seriousness of the problem and used the flexibility of the elf, and a leap jumped into the room from Il's small window, and nothing broke, like a cat.

He saw Elok lying on the bed with a dark face, his expression was quite painful, and he looked motionless. Hurry up and try to communicate Elok's life.

On one side, Il was very nervous. I was afraid of something wrong with Elok.

I hope it's not a big deal. No matter how big a matter is, it is not as big as he did it himself.

A green light flashed, and Daniel tilted his head, a little puzzled.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with life?

She looked at Elok's face with questions, then stretched out her hand to test his snort.

Damn it, why are you out of breath? ?

Could it be~~~~

She looked back at Il. Then he tried to turn Elok over from the bed. Patted him on the back.

"Cough~~Cough~~Cough~~Cough~~"

A large mouthful of potion spouted from Elok's mouth, and the potion mixed with clear moonlight became much thinner, but still exuded a strong undesirable taste.

Coughing crazy, breathing heavily, and coughing crazy again. This is what Elok is doing now.

Il and Daniel looked at each other.

"What did you do to him?" Danielle asked Il bitterly. uukanshu.com then gently patted Elok on the back.

"Feed him and drink medicine." Il carried his hands on his back, like a child who had done something wrong, shrugged helplessly, and then curled his lips.

Danielle looked at Elok who was desperately covering his mouth and clutching his skirt, then looked at the dark green potion on the ground. Don't know what to say.

"What kind of potion is this?" Danil couldn't bear the smell of this potion, and couldn't help but frown and asked.

"Well~~ I developed it myself, the volition body repairing potion." Il shrugged again and explained briefly.

"Well~~ The appearance is really terrifying. It looks like a painting by Lamir." Daniel made a pertinent evaluation.

Il shrugged, taking this evaluation as affirmation. Everyone knows that Lamir is perfect, and his paintings are also perfect.

"I report that someone murdered my brother!"

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