Haken quickly shoved his fat body through the crack in the door, and looked at Lukka with blank eyes.

"Wait a minute, I'll write it!" Lukka was uncomfortable when he was looked at like this, and simply decided to finish writing the letter and send him away as soon as possible.

This letter didn't take Luca too long, what he wanted to say, he had already thought about it, the letter to Tata Island, and it didn't need to be too flowery, otherwise he would have to trouble Kate to explain it to others.

Haken got the letter, and the task of this trip had been basically completed, but he still asked unwillingly: "Lord, even if you are floating outside, you must remember that the next lord's trial is only less than four years." ”

"If I don't make it, don't you have no opponent?" Lukka said.

Haken shook his head repeatedly: "Then who can say for sure? No one could have expected you to come out last time! Moreover, you are in charge of Tata Island, and I feel relieved." You don't have to live on the blade every day like you used to, and you can still make more money than you used to!"

"Okay, I'll try to go back. Lukka nodded, "You go and ask Ollie before you leave, maybe she has a letter for her sister too." ”

"Okay. Haken took the letter and turned away.

A few minutes later, there was a banging sound outside the cabin, mixed with Ollie's angry voice: "Quarrel people so early, and blame me for throwing you?"

In the midst of the noise, Lukka slept contentedly.

Maybe he changed his luck, and in the next two days, no one came to disturb his sweet dream. The only thing that gave him some headaches was being dragged to the market by Nora, where she emptied several stalls of candied fruit and filled the Peregrine Falcon's already small cargo hold.

Although everyone is a little sorry for Phil's departure, they are not very surprised. It's just that the Sunset Express, which has lost the blessing of the main god, under the management of Phil, how long it will take to regain its former prosperity, no one knows the bottom of their hearts.

On the third day, the colleague mentioned by Blake arrived as promised.

It was just after noon when they arrived, and Lukka was in the captain's room sorting out the logbook of the Sunset Islands for the past two or three years, which was said to be written by every captain, and that he owed a lot, and planned to make up all of them before leaving the sea, so as to keep a keepsake.

A shrill and piercing shout came from the pier pier, "Is Captain Sparrow on this ship?"

Lukka hurriedly ran out, although he was no longer a wanted criminal of the June Alliance, but if anyone found out that the island lord was by his side, he would not be immune to all kinds of trouble, so he still used a fake name.

There were three of them, their bodies and faces hidden in their wide cloaks and hoods, and before he could answer, they had walked up to the deck and looked around.

The leader said in a sharp voice: "This ship is a bit small, we must add more defensive measures!"

"Several, ...... you" Lukka was stunned for a moment when he saw these people, not because they were upset by what they thought of the Peregrine Falcon, but because these three people were really a little short.

The rest of the crew also stepped onto the deck when they heard the noise, and Thea stood next to her, a head taller than the three!

"You're on the black market, oh no, people from the Undercurrent Chamber of Commerce? Lukka quickly figured it out that Nora had said that there were all kinds of different races in her homeland, and that dwarven gnomes and other things should be included in them. Since the black market has operations everywhere, it is not uncommon to use the race there as an employee.

The three men followed him into the Peregrine Falcon's reception room, and when they saw that there were no more onlookers around, they took off their hoods and said, "You are Captain Leicester?

Lukka looked at these three faces, and he couldn't calm down at all.

He had just imagined a lot of possibilities, maybe it was a dwarf, maybe it was a dwarf or a goblin, and even the possibility that these three were goblins, but the other party took off his hood, and on the humanoid body, there were three dog heads!

If it was just the kobold he remembered, those creatures were not too dangerous for Luka, although they were difficult to deal with.

But these three have different looks:

The one on the left is the tallest, with a black and white face, and Lukka immediately recognizes it as a two-ha, the one on the right, who is slightly taller and has curly hair, is obviously a miniature poodle commonly known as "Teddy", and the one in the middle looks like a leader, but is the shortest, with a Chihuahua's face.

"Be polite, we're talking to you!" Erha said impatiently.

"Really, what are you looking at, haven't you seen kobolds?" Teddy looked disgusted.

"I haven't seen it yet. Lukka finally got his voice back, he'd never heard of kobolds, and there were different kinds of kobolds.

"Do you want to trade or not?" asked Teddy.

"Of course, what did you say about my ship?" Lukka hurriedly returned to business.

"Your boat looks pretty sturdy!" said Erha, nibbling twice at the wooden door.

"But it still needs to be modified!" said the shrill voice, sure enough, from the Chihuahua.

"How?" Lukka asked.

"The hull at the bottom is all reinforced, and an extra layer of iron armor is added!" said the Chihuahua.

Teddy pulled out a roll of drawings from under his cloak and handed it to Luca, "Go find the ship's carpenter and add armor to this specification." ”

Lukka took a look, and it was not a big project, and it was estimated that the shipyard on the island would take three or four days to complete.

"Don't you need to add anything insulation?" he asked.

"No!" the Chihuahua sentence obviously has a "Wang" ending.

"But......," Ollie tried to argue.

"Do you know or do we understand? We've all been on so many trips, do you think I look like a cooked kobold?" Teddy said quickly.

"Okay, then change it as you say. Lukka didn't argue, but to be on the safe side, he decided to make dozens of enchanted glass blocks with hail in the next few days, and as long as the temperature on the ship was abnormal, he would let everyone throw them down, which should be able to last hundreds of nautical miles.

"Don't you still have a boat?" Chihuahua pulled out a note from his pocket and looked at it, presumably a job description given to him by the black market.

"Is that going to be changed?" Lukka asked.

"Yes, what about the ship, isn't it here?" the Chihuahua glanced out the window, but didn't notice the legendary ship of great size.

"That won't bother you, I can get it myself!" Daniel has always been disgusted by irrelevant people doing things to the Silent Reaper, especially the Erha who is gnawing everywhere, and he must not let it get on the ship!