Lukka watched as the silver dragon skillfully pinned the hairpin back into his hair and froze for a few seconds, "When did you learn this?"

Thea gave him a blank look: "I will be born!"

Shut up and complained: "What a dragon, why do you always want to steal things?"

"I'm just going to be a thief, can't I?" Thea also gave it a blank look, and now shut up and now stand on Luka's shoulder, and the direction of the white eyes doesn't need to change. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Regardless of whether what Thea said was true or not, anyway, this technique was a relief for Luca, only to make him hold the money bag in his pocket a little tighter again.

Entering the intelligence room, it didn't take long for everyone to find the legendary list. It was pressed against a few merchant ship documents, and it looked like it had just been sorted out not long ago.

Lukka picked up the quill on the table, dipped it in ink, and imitated the handwriting on it before adding "Morning Dew", the current pseudonym of the Peregrine Falcon. Then, he imitated the previous format and wrote a large list of information about the characteristics of the ships, the number of members, and so on.

With all that was done, Lukka put the pen back on the pen stand, an action that caused a wave of displeasure from the wide-eyed watchers who were watching - the ink was thrown onto its feathers.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly grabbed Luca's sleeve with his paws: "It's not that simple!"

"Ahh

"This is the draft, and those over there are the ones that are really going to be sent. Shut up, pointing with his beak to the stack of envelopes on the other side of the table.

Lukka walked over and picked up the envelope, and sure enough, it was dated on it.

"Twelve envelopes will be sent to the main ship of the detachment in charge of patrol early tomorrow morning. Shut up and said.

"Why twelve? Aren't there only four directions?" Ollie was a little strange, even if you added heaven and earth, it was only six directions.

"The inner ring has four directions, and the outer ring has eight directions, a total of two layers. After shutting up, he no longer explained, but urged Luca, "Hurry up and write, you have to write a lot of words!"

Lukka had no choice but to open the envelopes one by one and add the lines one by one. After writing this, Rao is that his fingers are trained enough (guiding the flow of magic is much more tiring than this), and it is also a burst of soreness, and this quill pen is really not as comfortable to use as a ballpoint pen. Fortunately, these envelopes were probably due to the cost, and did not use wax seals, otherwise it would be a hassle to re-seal.

Wiping the ink from his hands, Lukka returned all the papers on the table to their original state, led everyone out of the intelligence room, turned and locked the door.

It was beyond his expectations that things went so smoothly.

It's not at all what we're always doing as a team!, but Lukka didn't say it.

Indeed, under normal circumstances, even in the middle of the night, it would not be easy to casually sneak into such a top battleship of the Brohn Empire. You know, this is a powerful navy that has conquered nearly half of the Sunset Islands, and these soldiers are not members of Luca's teasing pirate group.

Only now, not only the Royal Dragon, but the entire First Fleet is a little chaotic.

Their captain had died two days earlier in the royal garden, in a terrible state, as if he had been slapped to the ground by a large container full of stones, and a bit like a mosquito that had been slapped to death on the wall. At that time, the wedding ceremony had not yet reached the first step.

Most of the guests at the wedding were in good health, and after three hours, most of the guests who had regained their size were still alive and kicking, except for a small number that had been used as toys by the free-range cats in the garden.

The fleet was without a commander, and new appointments from the Imperial Palace could not have been sent in a day or two, so Count Louis Carflin, father of Vice Admiral William Carflin, temporarily took over the command of the fleet.

Count Caflin may be a good hand at playing politics, but after all, he has no military background, and his influence on the navy is carried out entirely through his own sons. What's more, he hasn't released his emotions from losing his second son.

Therefore, the current First Fleet is still in place for the direct orders issued by Count Carflin, such as "strictly inspect every ship entering and leaving Yinshan Island, and never let it go without registration". But the military administration, with which Count Caflin was not very familiar, was noticeably much more lax than it had been when his son was there.

This is not to say that they have completely abandoned their military qualities, but at this point in time, the entire fleet has not redoubled its vigilance, but mostly waited in panic for the appointment of a new commander from the palace. Moreover, most of the training of the Navy soldiers was for naval warfare, and the members of the port security team were better at standing guard at night.

The ship without a captain, the fleet without a commander, under the management of a layman, was casually barged in by Luca, as if in a no-man's land.

But when he wanted to leave, his pace was slowed.

Returning to the third deck from the same staircase, before entering the artillery compartment where he came, Crete suddenly whispered, "We are missing. ”

"Huh?" Lukka turned around to see that Thea wasn't following.

"Where did the unfortunate boy go?" he frowned.

"One level below, huh...... It's still running. Crete's gaze crossed the floor.

Even if Lukka wanted to leave Thea alone, the silver dragon was their only means of transportation now. There was no way, and a few people had to follow all the way down.

On the lowest deck, Lukka finally caught up with Thea.

"What are you running around?" he asked, panting.

"I'm going to get down to business!" Thea turned around, her silver ponytail arcing brightly in the air.

"Aren't we done?" asked Luca, confused.

Thea's eyes widened, "Have you forgotten what you said before you came?"

She followed Luca's tone and said, "'This time it's just to grab the flagship, and change the list when you leave', did you say that?"

"Uh......" Lukka was speechless for a moment, he never remembered what he had promised when he fooled the underage silver dragon.

Thea turned around, pointed to the closed cabin in front of her, and said, "Isn't this their warehouse?

"No problem, you pick it quickly, let's leave after you pick it!" Lukka couldn't help but laugh, this was not the first time he had dug a hole to bury himself.

The little girl jumped up and down to one of the farthest hatches: "There must be something good in here, I smell gold!"