The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

"Billy?" Medea caught the key word and asked in surprise.

"Billy is'Maple', an artist in the thriving Delta." Elok said for Sebastian.

This made Medea feel a little unusual, and she looked up at Elok. Look at Sebastian again.

She didn't understand how Sebastian knew?

Looks like this has something to do with Feng? Looks like a lover?

And how did Captain Jack know?

It seems that the relationship is not simple. .

It's like the relationship between Captain Jack and the church. There must be a deeper relationship and involvement.

Medea understood the relationship in an instant. But she didn't say it, just silently remembered it in her heart.

But the secrets of Captain Jack always made him unpredictable.

Nam Sa, who was sitting on the side, looked across Medea and looked at Sebas with a hint of surprise. She didn't understand how he knew the news, and even the temple didn't have such information.

There was a rare wave on her face, and she asked Sebastian:

"Is this news accurate?"

Sebass lowered his head, sighed lightly, with a trace of sadness in his tone, and replied:

"She won't lie to me~~"

Elok glanced at Sebas, but did not disturb his thoughts, nor did he say aloud to remind him that this was an unrealistic idea. It's just that I don't agree with Sebas.

Why won't you lie to you? ?

You must know that the most deception is in the relationship.

He was silent for a short while, seeing that no one was speaking at the meeting, so he turned his head to look at Sebas again and asked:

"When did she tell you? Where?"

"Tonight. It's a rose in the dark night." Sebastian raised his head and looked at Elok, and replied.

Hearing this, Elok nodded slightly, tapped the table a few times, turned his head to look at Nam Sa, and continued:

"I will check the accuracy of this information. I will reply to you later."

There was a soothing look in his eyes. I don't want Namu Sha to continue to ask questions. Namu Sha should be able to read the meaning from the words.

He didn't want Sebastian's personal feelings to appear in the meeting, which was not a good thing for Sebastian or the Singularity.

He asked this because he hoped to use yesterday's reappearance and the compass to trace Feng. Then query Maple's memory to confirm the message.

Then he looked at Sebas and said:

"This is very useful information, Sebas, you did a good job."

Sebas gave a wry smile, and looked at Elok and nodded slightly.

So, Elok began to look at the people around and asked: "Do you have any comments?"

In a moment of silence, Il took the lead and asked:

"About the spoils? How is it distributed?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Medea together.

Medea smiled, stood up if nothing had happened, and replied:

"Well~~ There may not be much loot this time. But if there are any, the Ascetic will only need to capture the'paratroopers' alive."

"As for the other trophies, it is a singularity."

She looked at Nam Sha. It was only on the side of Nam Sha, since the operation was only the participation of the temple alone, there was no problem with the distribution of the spoils.

"The Ascetic Society is really generous." Elok said flatly.

Of course, he knew in his heart that the ‘paratrooper’ was the biggest gain. It is estimated that there is any big information or the like.

It's just that the Ascetic Society didn't even want other trophies, which really surprised him. Is it possible that a person in an ascetic society is really an ascetic monk? ?

Are you kidding me?

But instead of expressing his thoughts, he looked at Medea and said:

"Specific action time, as well as specific plans and arrangements. This time Medea will be your command."

"No problem, Chief Executive." Medea said with a weird smile on his face.

She first looked at everyone, and then said:

"Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening, we will meet on the eastern edge of Delta, on the banks of the Levitte River. There is a small stone watchtower. We meet under the tower. On the watchtower, we will be our own people. Don't worry."

"Then we started to split up to the Levitt Bridge."

She turned her head to look at Il and ordered: "Miss Riel is responsible for the preparatory work, including the disguise of polymorphism, and divination. She is responsible for the long-range offensive in the battle. When the time comes, we will act with me."

"No problem. Medea." Il simply replied.

"One of them is led by the Wolff family, and you are responsible for tracking the prey. This should be a basic operation for the werewolves." Medea looked at Boyka and said.

"There will be a key member of the Ascetic Society who will follow the Wolff family and will be responsible for identifying targets, contacting us, and monitoring the location."

"The other route is our Ascetic Society. It is the main combat power of this operation. It is lurking in the city of Delta, and the Wolff family will be responsible for the final battle together after finding the target connector."

She finally looked at Elok sitting on the chief, blinked and said:

"As for the Chief Executive, I have to ask you to pay attention to the situation in the watchtower, and be responsible for contacting everyone scattered in various locations. And for supporting."

"I believe that no one can match the speed of the support of the chief lord~~" Medea blinked his eyes twice, looking at Elok and said in a meaningful way.

"Oh~~~ I like easy work." Elok said with his chin happily supported.

He looked around at the crowd, and said with a relaxed expression:

"Do you have any comments? If not~~~~" He looked around, looked at everyone, and said with a relaxed expression.

After a long note, no one had any comments. So he continued: "Then, the meeting will be over. I look forward to our smooth actions~~"

Before the words were over, Elok's shadow as the chief had disappeared from the venue first.

Everyone looked at each other silently, and left each other.

Only Il stayed behind and waved his hand gently, turning the entire venue back into white again.

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When Il returned to the third-floor dormitory, Elok was gone, so he put away his teacup. He curled his lips. With a light sigh:

"I don't know what the **** is doing..."

On the other side, Elok flashed into the lobby on the first floor of Dark Night Rose.

There was no one in the hall.

Affected by the war, Dark Night Rose's business has become increasingly difficult recently. Instead, those noisy bars are more popular. People need such an environment to vent themselves.

Of course, most of the drinks are cheap and strong rum.

In the middle of the night of Dark Night Rose, there are often no one alone. Occasionally one or two figures appear and mostly drink quietly.

The vagrant singer from Eaton has resigned. Because not many people will reward others on such days.

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It didn't feel much to Elok, just a sigh of how difficult life is.

He walked to the place he often did, and asked for a clear moonlight, and then let the waiter at night make himself a lunch.

While waiting for my own lunch, I began to flip through the memories that looked like a rose in the dark night.

As his level got higher and higher, he became more skillful and flexible in reappearing yesterday.

The fifth level of yesterday's reappearance can already reproduce a living figure.

It's not the garish reproduced before, but the combat-powered shadow similar to the Confusion Phantom.

For example, he can reproduce an Il to play support for himself. And there is no danger.

It's just that all supernatural powers will come from themselves.

Now he suddenly felt like he was fiddled with the hands of a clock. The time will be played back continuously until Sebas is found in history.

He looked slightly haggard. Even if he put on a slightly handsome coat, his dark circles still betray him.

Feng, who was opposite him, looked relaxed. Lying half on the sofa, looking sad and decadent.

Those who don't know will never think that she is a bright and beautiful female artist on the stage with a loud voice.

The two ordered two simple snacks and a few glasses of beer. While talking about something, he flipped through the sheet music in his hand.

He stretched his brows slightly, cutting this memory down and making it into a small ball of light. Pinch it in his hand and observe it for a while.

After a while, he took out the compass in his pocket and filled this memory into it.

The compass has undergone a noticeable change, and after a frantic rotation, it starts to point to the Kafka area.

He glanced over there without any surprise.

Grateful to the waiter who brought up the clear moonlight for himself, and manipulated the clone while savoring.