The Mysterious Voice

Vlad suddenly turned around. The island not far away had already appeared in front of him. After the wind jet just now, the Platinum - Draig had completely deviated from the original route. He had no idea where it had gone to.

In such a situation, it was indeed a small matter to be able to encounter a small island with people. Moreover, judging from the chef's performance, this island seemed to be a very famous island.

Vlad even had some doubts. Why was his luck so good? Could it be that there was some guy behind the scenes? Vlad, who had lived two lives, had a lot of imagination.

"The Isle of Music?"

"Is it a very famous island?" said Vlad.

"Yes,"

"Although I have never been there before, I have heard of this place before. It can even be said that it is like thunder piercing my ears!"

"Is that so?"

Vlad seemed to be interested as well.

The chef wasn't angry anymore, and said softly, "The island of music—Elegia, the most famous music capital on the sea, almost all the famous musicians on the sea have held concerts here,"

"More importantly, about half of these musicians are natives from the island. They all came from this island."

"It can be said that this is the holy land of musicians all over the world."

The chef had a look of longing on his face. "All the guys who are determined to become first-class musicians will want to come here to study. They want to spar with the musicians here and have a concert here!"

"For musicians on the sea, to be recognized by the residents here, to be recognized by the musicians here, is the best result of their own musicians!"

Vlad looked at the expression on the chef's face and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Chef, do you want to give up the promising job of being a chef and become a musician?"

"No,"

The chef smiled. "It's just that I had a dream of being a musician when I was a child, but I chose to be a chef later!"

"Really? Chef wanted to be a musician when he was a child?"

The maid looked a little happy.

"Yes, so this island is the holy land in my heart at that time!"

The cook stretched out a hand and pointed at the island, the Isle of Music - Elegia, from afar. He smiled and said, "Look, that is the symbol of Elegia, the great sculpture of the world, the sound of music!"

"Oh ---"

Vlad's eyes instantly turned into ferocious vertical pupils, and the island in the distance that was not clear seemed to be pulled into his eyes in an instant.

"Mm, oh!"

"What a spectacular sight!"

Vlad said.

It was indeed a huge statue. Dense towns surrounded a mountain, and on top of the mountain stood this statue. It was the statue of a huge musical note, casting a shadow under the sunlight, forming the highest altitude of the island.

"Captain, do you want to go to the island to take a look?"

The chef said that this was his childhood dream, his holy land at that time. Even though he had given up his dream of being a musician, he still wanted to go to this island to take a look.

"Sure,"

"I'm also very curious about this place!"

"Sure,"

Vlad also wanted to go to the island under the introduction of the chef. It was necessary to sail on the sea and take risks. "Then let's go take a look!"

"Yes, captain!"

The maid ran back to the cabin to take control of the rudder.

"Then captain, I will go and collect the flag.

It seems that it is a bit too arrogant to have a pirate flag hanging on it."

"After all, this is also a famous tourist city on the sea!" the chef said.

"Alright,"

Vlad replied, "Although we won't stay for long, it will be less troublesome if there are fewer troubles!"

"Yes!"

The chef jumped directly onto the mast and went to clean up the pirate flag on the ship.

"Hahahaha!"

Vlad looked at the island that was getting closer and closer and laughed, "Then, the Fire Dragon Pirates have landed on the Music Island!"

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"Well, there are so many people!"

Vlad did not pretend. As he said, he did not intend to stay on this island for a long time, so he was not afraid to expose his identity. "As expected of a famous tourist city!"

As Vlad said, there were a lot of people on this island. It was not easy to dock the ship in the port, and almost people squeezed out of the port. In a short distance, Vlad had at least half a kilogram of sweat.

"Have there always been so many people here?"

Vlad asked.

"I don't know. I haven't been here either, Mr. Captain!"

The chef shook his head.

"Of course not. Even if it's the Isle of Music - Elegia can't always have so many tourists!"

The question that the chef did not answer was picked up by a tourist next to him. "It's because these two days are special!"

"Special circumstances?"

Vlad raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You don't know?"

The man looked horrified.

"Yes."

"Can't I?" Vlad asked calmly.

"In other words, you are not Miss Serena's fans?"

"You are not here to see her concert?" the man asked.

"Of course not!" Vlad shrugged.

"Bah!"

The man spat on the ground. He turned around and left. When they heard Vlad's words, everyone around them moved away at the same time. They looked at Vlad and the other two with disdain.

"Aiya, are you looking for a beating?"

The maid rolled up her sleeves. She had just mastered the technique of hardening of the Busoshoku recently. It was the moment when her hands were itchy. She was looking for someone to beat up at every moment.

"Let's go, maid!"

Vlad didn't care. He grabbed the maid by the collar and pulled her away. He didn't care about the strange looks of the people around him.

"Captain, these guys -"

The maid looked puzzled.

"Silly child,"

Vlad smiled, the corners of his mouth wide open. "There is no need to argue with those guys!"

"Tsk!"

The maid followed behind Vlad indignantly. The hot-tempered maid really wanted to take a knife and cut people down when she was treated like this, but she was helpless that her captain did not care about such things.

After leaving the crowd, Vlad and the other two left the dock. Vlad turned and said, "Go find a hotel in the city first. I'll find you later!"

"Hey, captain, what are you trying to do now?"

The maid asked.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Vlad looked a little annoyed. "It seems that there is a sound over there! So I want to take a look."

"Sound?"

The chef looked around. It was noisy and there was no other sound.

"I heard it,"

Vlad smiled and pointed at his head. "What a sad voice!"

"That's why I want to take a look."

"What kind of guy could make such a sound?"