The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

These words seemed to light Nick's powder keg, and he grabbed his already messy hair and said loudly:

"You asked me about that **** idiot? If it wasn't for him, would I have to stay here? He is an idiot who deserves to be thrown off the boat."

"Damn it. Enough, Nick." Miss Mason was even more disgusted with such unreasonable remarks, she said loudly. "If you want to be discovered, just keep talking loudly. If you want to marry me, you must maintain the basic politeness of being a nobleman, and get out if you just want to play with me."

This sentence made Nick even more angry. It was a naked scolding of his incompetence, and it was also naked to expose the scars of inferiority that he was not a nobleman.

His self-esteem suddenly rose, he stood up from the sofa, couldn't say a word, and walked to the door in a rage.

Shaking hands touched the doorknob, but he still failed to summon the courage to open the door and go out. Finally, he returned to the sofa and sat down. After taking a few deep breaths, he said in a deep voice:

"I am sorry."

Although he said so, his heart was twisted to the extreme.

Why is that idiot Fasma able to become a nobleman? ?

Just relying on making a huge contribution to Droll City? ? I didn't say anything about the great contribution, I'm afraid it's not a little boy. Make a great contribution to Droll's wife.

A man who likes to complain like that can become a nobleman without tolerance at all? ? Then why should an outstanding young man like me have to work as a porter at the dock?

Heaven is unfair.

If I became a nobleman, he would definitely not be able to eat.

Seeing Nick calm down a little bit, Miss Mason thought he had really admitted his mistake, so she put the bread in her hand on the coffee table and said:

"Your lunch, eat it. It's fine when you get off the boat. If you want to become a nobleman, you must learn etiquette. It's not like the pier is full of vulgarity, you must learn to be polite.

She sat next to Nick, handed him the bread, and continued to whisper softly:

"Even if you really hate someone, you have to act like you like it. This is a nobleman."

"False." Nick lowered his head and grabbed the loaf of bread, his voice low but very powerful.

"Yes, this is the nobleman." Miss Mason sighed again and nodded.

She was a little disappointed in Nick, as if mud couldn't support the wall.

After the initial novelty has passed, all that remains is the disappointment of the lower class.

It's too much to say disgust, but I don't like it even more.

They are too vulgar and don't know anything about the upper level. It was fresh to be able to give him these messy things at first, but after a few days I got bored.

Even if they were told to be polite and gentleman, they would only do that when reminded him.

Originally thought that his kind of casualness and dignity was a manifestation of freedom, now think about it as just a vulgar habit of inferior people.

Hey~~~

"I have something in the afternoon. I want to go out with my father. Don't go out here. Now it's getting more and more dangerous outside." She sighed, touched Nick's hand, and said softly.

After all, Miss Mason is still a girl who has just grown up, playful and impatient. Like novel things, full of adventurous spirit.

She is a good girl in front of her father, but it is precisely because of her father's depression of herself that he has a strong curiosity in the outside world.

She watched Nick eating the bread viciously, sighed again, and said:

"I'm out. My father is still waiting for me."

If his father knew that he was "Golden House Cangjiao", or a porter on the dock, and the thief who came up sneakily, he must have exploded. Never let him know. If you really want to get married, you can't find him. Unless Nick can change himself and truly become a gentleman.

A gentleman like Fasma.

Have a sense of humor and ability. There are still many contacts.

The most important thing is to be polite and gentleman enough.

She stood up while thinking, sighing and walking towards the door mercilessly.

Saying that he was looking for his father, Viscount Masson, was just an excuse, but he didn't want to see Nick.

She wanted to be quiet.

Although I like him for a few days, I feel more and more unsuitable. Sure enough, the gap in class is huge.

She walked slowly to the stern.

Although the chaos on the ship has become more and more chaotic, it does not affect the third floor, and there are guards here at all times.

Especially the recreation room at the stern.

During the day, nobles are here for fun, and today is no exception.

There is no habit of taking a nap here, so the nobles gather here again once they have lunch.

Like the middle class, they like to brag about themselves. But it is obviously more ‘elegant’.

Not wanting to talk to those men, she gradually walked towards the back of the boat.

Watching the white waves behind the boat disperse to both sides, watching the seagulls hovering at the stern, watching the raven tilting its head to look at itself.

She rarely finds a little peace.

"Miss Mary?"

Hearing a strange but familiar voice, she turned her head and glanced.

The short light blonde hair was combed back neatly, with a sunny smile on his face, and a gorgeous violin in his hand.

"Mr. Musician?" she said unexpectedly.

"My name is Frank and I am an artist. It seems that my name cannot be remembered by Miss Mary." Frank laughed at himself.

"No. Mr. Frank's violin is very good and perfect. I thought you were a musician." Miss Mason explained embarrassingly.

Frank gave a shy smile, then explained:

"Haha, it is my honor to be recognized by Miss Mary. The violin is my skill. But I am an artist. That is my profession."

He is not lying, artist. Extraordinary profession.

"So that's it." Mary waited with her eyes like black jewels. Then, with a little curiosity, she asked:

"I'm curious, I don't know why Mr. Frank can sing in such a high voice, and can still listen to it softly? I have to say that you are a genius."

He smiled modestly and laughed at himself:

"I'm not a genius. This is due to long practice. It is also due to this special violin."

"Oh? Why is this violin special?" Mason asked in confusion as if he was aroused.

Frank glanced at Miss Mason with some bewilderment, and finally said calmly: "Uh~ it has extraordinary abilities."

Afterwards, he began to introduce in detail:

"This piano has a higher pitch. I only recently acquired it from a friend. Speaking of which, you should know him."

"Who?" Miss Mason asked curiously.

"Elok, Elok Fasma. I got it from his sister." Frank said with a smile.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand what he should do next. It was definitely not to draw the girl's attention to others~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but to show his charm. So he said before Miss Mason spoke:

"Can I play alone for the beautiful Miss Mary?"

"Of course, I also want to listen to Mr. Artist's solo." Miss Mason was successfully attracted, and she said while holding on to the fence with her right hand while looking at Frank.

"This piece is called "Princess Mononoke", and I wrote it specifically for this violin." Frank introduced.

He picked up the violin in his hand and placed it on his left shoulder, then picked up the bow and gently pulled it.

A melodious but somewhat soothing violin sound rang from the stern.

The melody is beautiful, but Miss Mason's heart suddenly felt a little sad.

I don't know why, hearing this tune seems to see a princess Mononoke wandering around him.

Sure enough, like the title of the song.

However, that is not an illusion.

The undead Annie, just wandering there.

She gradually emerged following Frank's melodious violin.

Even though the sun is not suitable for her existence, she still floats on the deck.

Her smooth feet floated in the air, and her closed eyes shed tears.

The broken clothes swayed slightly, as if the breeze was blowing.

Miss Ma Sen was immersed in the melodious melody, and did not see the ghost floating by her side.

It was not until the end of the song that Annie disappeared on the deck. No trace.

Frank was also immersed in it, half a minute after the end of the song, he opened his eyes slightly and looked at Miss Mason with a smile without interruption.

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