The Five Sisters and Hops were a great success, but Lukka was annoyed enough for the next week. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mores grabbed him whenever he had the opportunity and kept talking, causing Luka to now run as soon as he saw him turn around. Fortunately, the Silent Death is big enough to hide and not be found, and there are many places.

"I said, if you don't go and save him, you can't give him a word of relief, let him relax, or simply break his mind? Avoid him every day, like a captain?" said shut up and stood on the railing at the stern of the boat, speaking into the air in front of him.

Luca's answer came from the air: "It's not that I don't make it clear to him, my plan says that he will be the same as now, urging me to rescue every day, do you believe it or not?"

"How do you know if you don't say it?" Shut up and was very sure in his heart, this idiot mage must have had an idea a long time ago.

"Well, look at it. Lukka said as he lifted his invisibility spell and shouted at the deck, "Mores!

"I've finally found you!" Mores quickly ran over, "Captain Lester, I still think it's ...... from Maple Song Island."

"Stop! I know what you're going to say," Lukka waved his hand, "I've decided, listen!"

Mores concentrated, lest he miss a word.

"It's still possible for me to go to the rescue, but not now, until the right time. As for what is the right time, I am not going to say yet, it depends on my mood. With that, Lukka turned and went back to the captain's room.

Mores repeated his words, frowned, and ran to the captain's room and said, "Captain Lester, I think we should ...... as soon as possible."

Then Luka's figure disappeared into thin air again in front of him.

"Idiot! Answer like that, and I'll continue to bother you!" muttered as he cowered over the railing.

The three principals on the Ice Dragon, the Imperial Elite Fleet, are now many times more annoying than Luca.

The only thing a sea pigeon can carry is a small piece of paper, on which there is only a limit of information that can be written. But as batches of supply ships arrived, the battle situation became more and more detailed.

"Admiral Max, Commodore Mott has come in a dinghy to ask for an audience!" the Guards faithfully fulfilled their duty and loudly announced the names of the visiting officers, completely ignoring the dismal face of the fleet commander.

Commodore Mott was the captain of the Anchovy Snail, a beautiful battleship in the fleet after the Sea Dragon, and Admiral Max could not ignore his visit.

"Admiral!" said Commodore Mott as soon as he entered the door of the captain's quarters.

"Well, sit down. What's the matter?" Max gestured to the empty chair in front of him.

Such a meeting is an internal affair of the fleet, and neither Prime Minister Hall nor Lord Blair has the right to attend.

"Admiral, the matter of Hop Island and the Five Sisters has now spread among the soldiers, do you really plan to wait here?" Brigadier Mott's tone was full of anxiety.

"What is the condition of the soldier now?" asked Admiral Max, although he had a general understanding.

"You also know that the navy of our elite fleet will never be afraid of war! But now that the pirates are approaching step by step, we are stuck here and moldy, and everyone's loyalty to you will not change, but the opinion of Prime Minister Hall is not very good. "Commodore doesn't have a good impression of Hall.

"Oh, why?" asked Admiral Max.

"The soldiers feel that it is because people like Prime Minister Hall, who have never experienced battle, are timid and afraid of war, and use their power to suppress you, so you are here to stand still. Brigadier General Mott replied.

Admiral Max bowed his head and muttered for a moment, and the soldier looked at Hall unpleasantly, which he expected, and he was even a little happy to point the finger at the fellow. But if this leads to the idea that he is suppressed by Hall's authority, it will be more than worth the loss for a commander's authority.

"I can't, and neither can Hall, it seems that only His Majesty the Emperor personally orders them to stay here in peace. Max looked up and looked out the window at the calm sea, where there was not a trace of waves.

"What? are you going to stay here?" called out Mott.

Admiral Max sighed: "When I left Sword Spear Island, His Majesty gave me an order face to face. Whatever happens, hold on to this sea until ...... Until what needs to be done is successfully completed. ”

Brigadier General Mott was about to ask a question, and immediately remembered that something that Max couldn't say directly must be an imperial secret.

He reminded worriedly: "Just casually talking to them, His Majesty the Emperor asked us to stay here, I'm afraid it will have no effect." ”

Admiral Max nodded, "I know." I will ask the Emperor to take this matter seriously. ”

An hour later, he rolled the text message into a roll of paper and tied it to the feet of a black and white sea pigeon.

"Admiral Max, let me take the liberty of it, I guess that your letter is not a recommendation to withdraw from the army, right?" said Prime Minister Hall, who stepped out of the cabin.

Admiral Max turned around and grabbed the pigeons that were about to be released, but did not return them to the cage, and said with a sneer: "I'm buying time for you, Prime Minister." ”

"Of course, of course, allow me to express my gratitude and that of the Storm Temple. Prime Minister Hall stretched out his right hand, pressed his chest and bowed slightly.

"Don't spoil the military salute, it's not for politicians and gods like you!"

Max threw the sea dove into the sky, turned around and walked up to Hall, looked him in the eye and said, "Even if there is an official order from His Majesty the Emperor, I can only buy you a maximum of two months." In two months, whether you succeed in that thing or not, I must lead the fleet into battle!"

Hall smiled slightly: "Please rest assured, it won't take two months, at most forty days, for you and your fleet to sail to the battlefield." When the time comes, you will not have a problem attacking Tata Island. ”

The sea pigeon took off from the Ice Dragon, circled around the entire fleet, and flew northeast.

Unlike pigeons on land, these birds are not only larger in size, they do not need land or islands at all, but they also have the most important trait for the Brohn Empire: they are not afraid of the cold.

Shining Springs, the capital of the Brohn Empire, is located on the northeastern island of Sword and Spear in the Sunset Islands, and even in July and August, the winds from the northern ice cap can offset the summer heat. And in this season, the air route to there is even more bitterly cold.

The sea pigeon did not appreciate the cold air near Sword Spear Island this year, and after leaving the Ice Dragon, it flew no more than four hundred nautical miles, when a crossbow arrow suddenly flew from below, and with a "poof" sound pierced its sternum, ribs, and lungs.

The sea pigeon landed straight in the icy waters.