The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

Chapter 214: The room in the painting

"Of course." Elok agreed first. Then he asked:

"together?"

Ariel glanced at Elok, raised his eyebrows, and then joked: "This is not what a brave elf should do."

"Ah, haha, I'm just a human being." Elok explained embarrassingly. "So, can you stay with me?"

"Cut~" Aliel rolled his eyes and cast a despised look at Elok.

Afterwards, he naturally opened the door and brought Elok to the inside of the room.

Brand new room, with a fragrant rose fragrance.

There is a little bit of starlight above his head, the usual dark night rose style.

The walls gradually become the original wood color. With a small window, there is a bright moon hanging outside the window.

There is a wooden floor underfoot with a lawn carpet. It's like being in the wild.

"Very nice room. More suitable for dating. Not suitable for killing." Elok made a simple evaluation.

"That's because you haven't seen a more suitable room for dating." Aliel despised such ignorance.

"Hahaha~~" Elok smiled awkwardly and explained: "I have no experience. The experience of killing is quite rich."

"Forget it, man, whether it's elves or humans, he only knows how to fight and kill. I've seen it through." Aliel rolled his eyes again and said.

"Hehehe~~" Elok laughed a few times. Then he took out his pocket watch and took a look.

1 o'clock.

"They should be here soon. I have to prepare." Elok said with a smile.

Then he raised his head and asked, "I shouldn't have to notify you then?"

"No, I will know when they enter the painting the first time." Aliel replied casually.

"That's good. Thank you again. Aliel." Elok said sincerely grateful.

He smiled and raised his bowler hat slightly, nodded slightly, then turned and left. Walking through the corridor on the second floor, passing by an aunt who was wiping the walls in the corridor, she also smiled and nodded lightly. Finally came to the seat on the first floor and waited.

One is waiting for Cervantes, the other is waiting for Roger.

It's okay to let Roger give him a shot.

Gale is a pretty good skill. Can be caught off guard.

Today Elok is wearing that dress worth 10 gold coins.

Because this rose is even more inconspicuous in the dark night. More like a gentleman waiting for his lover. This is normal.

Knowing how to hide yourself is a mature killer.

Well, you can also be a qualified bodyguard.

He also carried all the weapons and equipment.

It's like a shark in full gear, waiting for its prey to be delivered to the door.

After half an hour, Roger took the lead in the bar, wearing decent clothes.

After looking around, he walked towards Elok naturally and sat on the sofa in front of him.

"You came really early. It's not like the former Captain Jack." Roger always mocked.

"Hey hey. Okay. Let's not renew the old. My second mate." Elok said every time he knew that Roger was ridiculing himself for getting up too late every day, so Elok didn't care at all.

"There is a task today, you have to help. This time a second officer should do it." Elok said casually. It seems to be an understatement.

Roger looked around for a while, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he asked in a low voice:

"What task?"

"A small commission. You will pretend to be a waiter for a while and go to the second floor to stroll around. Waiting for the opportunity, the wind is silent first. You don't need to ask about the others." Aylock explained.

"What?" Roger looked at Elok in surprise, wondering: "I don't deserve to know?"

Ellock glanced at Roger, fully affirmed his self-knowledge, and explained:

"Knowing too much is not good for you, but it is easy to expose. Workers on the assembly line only need to know one step."

"Okay, okay. You are really a natural boss. Now you are a capitalist." Roger mocked again.

"When is it?" Roger asked afterwards.

"I think you should be able to see it." Elokke replied.

"Oh, all right. Dear Captain, you can really keep a secret." Roger complained helplessly.

"Trust me, you will understand. A simple task, quite simple." Elok comforted with a smile.

"Let's do this task first, and then exchange your information later." Elok said.

Roger glanced questioningly at Elok, held back what he wanted to say, and continued to complain:

"Then you have to find me a dress."

Elok stretched out his hands, and said indifferently: "Then I don't care, it's your business."

"Damn it."

After speaking, Roger patted his thigh and walked to the second floor cursingly.

Looking at Roger's back, Elok shouted the waiter over and ordered two Delta beer.

When the beer was on the table, Elok said again:

"When I didn't call you, don't bother me, help me look at others, don't let them disturb me."

Afterwards, he took out a golden German coin and stuffed it under the waiter's dinner plate.

"Don't worry, Lord Fasma. No one will bother you." The waiter quietly put the gold coin into his pocket and whispered.

Then he turned and left. When he came to the bar and looked back, he seemed to see the scene of Elok and Roger toasting and celebrating.

But the wine in the glass is not scarce at all.

Elok applied a reappearance of yesterday, then avoided everyone's sight, and quietly came to the front of the special room on the second floor.

Seeing that Roger had become a lame sweeping aunt, she frowned, but didn't say anything.

Instead, he used the skill of opening the door, twisted the doorknob, and came into the room.

Afterwards, he turned into a cat and came to the corner of the room to stay motionless, like a statue.

Learning to wait is an essential skill for a hunter. Elok has always been patient.

Even though his arm was a little sore, he didn't change his posture.

Even if you pretend to be a tree, you must have the necessary professional qualities.

After half an hour, Cervantes arrived as scheduled. He didn't find Elok outside the Dark Night Rose, and he didn't know if such an adventure was worthwhile.

I don’t know if it’s a good decision to trust a stranger like this.

But now it has reached the point where the arrow has to be sent on the string. I can't take care of that much.

He smiled softly at a young woman next to him. Said:

"How is this place today? Is it extraordinarily romantic? A friend of mine told me. He invited me to have a drink here."

The lover next to him showed a seemingly green smile, and smiled uncomfortably. UU read www.uukanshu.com and asked:

"Men's and women's?"

"Of course it's a man, a good friend of mine. A colleague." Cervantes explained with a smile. But it is totally unconvincing.

His sentimentality snorted, but he was more acting like a baby than complaining.

Cervantes turned his head and smiled, looked at the beautiful female waiter at the front desk, and asked:

"Is there any room? Could you give me one."

"Of course. But only the last room 213 is left. We have always been very popular here. You came here by a coincidence." The female waiter responded with a smile.

"Oh, that's great. This is really the blessing of fate." Cervantes exaggerated.

He laughed and looked around for a while, and saw Mr. Fasma drinking in the corner, calming his mind a little.

Insert an app: Perfectly reproduce the old version of the book-chasing artifact, an interchangeable app-Mimi Reading.

I wanted to go over and say hello to Fasma, but seeing that he didn't seem to want to chat with himself, but rather enthusiastically chatting with the young gentleman opposite him, so he dispelled the idea.

Follow the waiter casually to the legendary room 213.

As far as the eye can see, it instantly makes people feel like they are in the wild, with the fragrant floral fragrance of the red roses at their feet.

There are even such small animal sculptures.

It's really a suitable place for a date.

Although he didn't mean that at all today. It's just to solve a huge trouble for myself.

I hope that my competitors will come together so that we can solve it all at once.

Otherwise, you might have to trouble Mr. Fasma and help me solve the follow-up troubles.

His complexion remained unchanged, and he gently supported his lover's shoulders. A breeze blew gently from her lips to her ears.