Vlad turned his head suddenly, and the island not far away had appeared in front of him, and after the wind just now, the Platinum Drager had completely deviated from its original course, and it was long time unknown where it had gone.

In such a situation, it is indeed a very small chance to encounter a small island with people, and judging by the chef's performance, this island seems to be a very famous island.

Vlad was even a little skeptical, why was his luck so good? Isn't there some guy behind the scenes? Vlad, who is a man of two lives, has no small brain.

"The Island of Music?"

Vlad said, "Famous islands? ”

"yes,"

The chef's eyes were eager, as if he had seen some rare and cherished ingredients, "Although I haven't been here myself, I have heard of this place, and it can even be said that it is thunderous!" ”

"Really?"

Vlad also seemed a little interested, "Tell me about it!" ”

The chef was not angry anymore, and said softly: "The island of music - Abbala, the most famous music capital on the sea, almost all the famous musicians on the whole sea have held concerts here,"

"What's even more well-known is that about half of these musicians are originally from the island, and they all came from the island."

"It can be said that this is a mecca for musicians from all over the world,"

The chef had a look of longing on his face, "All those who aspire to be first-class musicians want to come here to study, want to learn from the musicians here, and want to give a concert here!" ”

"For the musicians on the sea, being recognized by the residents and musicians here is the most outstanding achievement in their musical life!"

Vlad looked at the expression on the chef's face and asked with some curiosity, "What's wrong?" Chef, do you want to give up your promising job as a chef and become a musician? ”

"Not really,"

The chef smiled, "I just dreamed of being a musician when I was a kid, but then I chose to be a chef!" ”

"Really? The chef still wanted to be a musician when he was a kid? ”

The maid looked a little merry.

"yes, so this island is the sacred place in my heart at that time!"

The chef stretched out a hand, pointed to the island, the island of music, Abbala, and said with a smile: "Look, that's the symbol of Abbala, the great sculpture known all over the world, the sound of music!" ”

"Oh~"

Vlad's eyes instantly turned into hideous vertical pupils, and the island in the distance, which was not clear, seemed to be pulled into front of him in an instant.

"Hello!"

"It's spectacular!"

Vlad said.

It was indeed a huge statue, and the dense town spread around a mountain, and on the top of the mountain stood this statue, a statue of a huge musical note, casting a shadow in the sun, forming the highest elevation of the island.

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

The chef said that this was his childhood dream, and it was his holy place at that time, and even though he had given up his dream of becoming a musician, he wanted to visit this island.

"Okay,"

It wasn't Vlad, but the equally enthusiastic maid, "I'm curious about this place, too!" ”

"Okay,"

Vlad also wanted to go to the island to see under the introduction of the chef, sailing on the sea, of course, taking risks is a very necessary behavior, "Then let's go and see!" ”

"Yes, Captain!"

The maid ran back to the cabin to take the helm.

"Captain, I'll go and put away the flag, it seems a little too arrogant to hang the pirate flag,"

"After all, this is also a famous tourist city on the sea!" ”

"Okay,"

Vlad responded: "It won't stay long, but if you can have less trouble, you can have less trouble!" ”

"Yes!"

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

"Uhahahaha!"

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

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"Hello, there are so many people!"

Vlad didn't pretend, as he said, he didn't plan to stay on the island for long, so he wasn't afraid to reveal his identity, "It's a well-known tourist city!" ”

Just like Vlad said, there are really a lot of people on this island, and it is not easy to dock the boat in the port, and it is almost crowded out of the port, and the short distance makes Vlad sweat at least half a catty.

"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 the island of music, Abala, can't always have so many tourists!"

The chef didn't answer the question, but a tourist next to him picked up, "It's because these two days are a special situation!" ”

"Special circumstances?"

Vlad raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"You don't know, huh?"

The man looked terrified.

"That's right."

Vlad looked calm, "Isn't that okay? ”

"So you're not a fan of Miss Serena anymore?"

The man asked, "You didn't come to her concert?" ”

Vlad shrugged, "Of course not!" ”

"Phew!"

The man spat on the ground, turned his head and walked away, and when he heard Vlad's words, everyone around him invariably withdrew a distance, looking at the three of Vlad with disdain.

"Oh, I'm looking for a fight,"

The maid rolled up her sleeves, she had just recently mastered the art of armed color hardening, and it was the time when her hands were itchy, and every moment it was like looking for someone to beat her.

"Gone, maid!"

Vlad didn't care, grabbed the maid's collar, pulled it and left, not caring at all about the strange eyes of the people around him.

"Captain, these guys—"

The maid looked a little puzzled.

"Silly boy,"

Vlad grinned, the corners of his mouth grinning, "There's no need to worry about those guys!" ”

"Cut!"

The maid followed Vlad indignantly, and the grumpy maid was very much treated like this, and wanted to draw a knife to cut people, but she was very helpless that her captain didn't care about such a thing.

Breaking away from the flow of people, Vlad and the three of them left the dock, Vlad turned his head and said, "You guys go to the city to find a hotel first, I'll look for you later!" ”

"Hey, Captain, what do you want to do?"

The maid asked.

"Huh? How so? ”

Vlad looked a little annoyed: "It seems that there is some sound over there!" So I wanted to check it out. ”

"Voice?"

The chef looked around and there was no special sound.

"I hear you,"

The corners of Vlad's mouth raised, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at his head, "It's a sad voice!" ”

"So I wanted to take a look,"

"What kind of guy can make such a noise!"