Lukka looked carefully at the scroll in his hand and asked, "Where can this teleportation technique go?"

There was disdain in the strange book's voice: "Look at your ability." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

It spun around in the air and continued: "It is not a problem for a high-level mage to teleport thousands of kilometers, and the great mage can even cross the plane, as for you, ......"

"Don't sell it, say it!" Lukka grabbed the spine of the strange book and shook it a few times.

The strange book was shaken a little angry, and shouted: "It's up to you, thirty meters is the limit!"

Thirty meters? Luca looked at the skylight and estimated the distance. The distance was enough for him to escape from the cell to the surface, but there were still patrolling soldiers in the courtyard, and even if they reached the courtyard, it would be difficult to escape.

So, how far is it to the back door of the castle?

No, only a cursory glance when I was locked in, I can't accurately judge the distance. Lukka frowned.

"The distance from this corner to the back door of the castle is 27.6 meters, which I measured when I first flew out!" said the strange book triumphantly.

"Thank you!" Lukka happily asked, "So, what do you do with this scroll?"

The strange book circled around him up and down, as if assessing his magical ability, and for a long time, it sighed: "You probably won't need this scroll under normal methods......"

"Is there an abnormal way to do that?" Lukka immediately grasped the point of the sentence.

"Just smear your blood on the scrolls. Seeing that Luca was eager to try, the strange book hurriedly added, "It's better not to use it now, there are also soldiers outside the back door at this time." ”

Lukka nodded: "Understood, I'll act at night." By the way, do you have any other scrolls?"

The strange book hesitated for a long time, and finally opened his mouth, and puffed out two more scrolls: "Up to three per day, otherwise I won't recover." ”

"Can I ask for a food recipe? hungry......" Lukka said, touching his stomach.

"I can't control it! I can't open my stomach to see what's written in it, so try your luck. ”

"Okay. To ease his disappointment, Lukka reached out to open the other two scrolls.

The same font as the first scroll reads: Diamond Skin, Group Petrification.

"These two are difficult for you...... "Strange book smashes his mouth.

"Put it away first, I'll save more. Lukka tucked the scroll into his coat pocket.

"Reels exist for a maximum of one day and are automatically destroyed when they expire. The strange book said slowly.

Lukka stared intently at the book in front of him and said slowly, "Can you pit it any more?"

"Can you? Would you like to try it?"

Amid the noise of strange books, Lukka lay back in the straw and slept for a rechargeable afternoon.

In the evening, after eating an unpalatable prison meal, and waiting until it was dark, Lukka took out the teleportation scroll.

Without a sharp weapon, he bit his finger and wiped it on the scroll.

A stream of magic rushed into Luka's brain along the fingers that came into contact with the scroll, and his spiritual world immediately merged with this wonderful energy. Then, the flow of mana dissipated outward, transforming into a network that covered a radius of about thirty meters.

Luca's vision expanded outward with the flow of magic, and he effortlessly located to the alley outside the castle's back door.

The blood on his hand suddenly heated, and the entire scroll also ignited a burst of dazzling flames.

A moment later, the flames vanished, and Luka's form was gone, leaving only the ashes of the scroll burning in its place.

Thirty meters away, Lukka stood firmly on the stone-paved floor, behind him was the castle's back door with a huge copper lock.

There were no lights on the path, and he wrapped up his coat and walked towards the harbor, followed by a magic book fluttering the pages up and down.

"Find a ship in the harbor, preferably a pirate ship, and it would probably be safer to find your peers?" he muttered to himself, as if to the strange book behind him.

"Don't dream, this is a military port, okay? Is the pirate ship coming to look for death?" the strange book spared no effort to hit him.

"At least sneak on the ship and get out of this port. Lukka felt that since he was a pirate, he would be safer at sea than in this Imperial Harbor.

The harbour is less than a kilometre from the castle, but it takes only ten minutes to go.

He stopped in front of the dock and surveyed the moored ships.

Most of the ships were asleep, with only a few cabins faintly lit through.

The first ship to the west was a three-masted merchant ship with a deep draft and appeared to be laden with cargo, making it a good hiding place.

Having made up his mind, he walked briskly onto the plank-paved trestle.

Less than ten meters from the merchant ship, a two-masted fast ship was moored. When Lukka passed by the ship, although he didn't make any sound, a light suddenly lit up on the ship.

A round figure holding a lantern appeared on the side of the ship.

The man held down the side of the ship with one hand and leaped into the air, his movements light and disproportionate to his stature.

"Luca Lester!

The man who spoke was almost the same width and length, about forty years of age, covered in gold ornaments, and grinned at Luca, a large gold tooth glittering in the light.

"Uh...... Are you?" Luca really didn't know, maybe an acquaintance of the original pirate Luca?

"You don't even remember me?" the fat man saw that he was still confused, so he had to introduce, "Al Campbell, 'Golden Tooth' Al, your old friend!

Luca was overjoyed: "Are you coming to pick me up?"

"That's right, I don't think those stupid navy can hold you. The fat man nodded.

"Of course, we're on board now?" Lukka looked at the brig, the name "Princess Rose" written on the bow.

The name is pretty nice, he thought.

"No, no, what kind of boat to get on, just settle it here!!" The fat man suddenly changed his face, gritted his teeth, and took two steps back to make way for the other person who jumped down on the side of the boat.

With the sound of metal clashing, a dark figure landed steadily. The light from the cabin shone on the man, reflecting a little silver light.

It was actually a full body of silver heavy armor!It may be appropriate to charge on horseback, but this kind of attire is really rare on a ship.

Golden Tooth Al smiled: "I know I can't beat you, so I asked for a help!

The heavily armored warrior known as the 'Greatsword' was not very tall, but the heavy two-handed sword he carried on his shoulders was quite terrifying, and the blade was several inches wider than his waist.

The warrior raised the greatsword from his shoulder, the tip of the sword poking down into the ground with a heavy, muffled sound.

"Is that him?" Greatsword asked, pushing the visor from his helmet.

The voice was crisp, and it turned out to be a girl.

The Golden Tooth El hurriedly replied: "This is the man, his head can be exchanged for three thousand silver coins in the navy!"

"So, you're here to find fault with me for a bounty?" Lukka asked, sighing.

"A bounty for your size!" "The Golden Tooth Al was furious, "The bounty is all for Ollie the greatsword, and I want your life!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword from his waist and aimed it at Luca.

Ollie the greatsword didn't talk as much nonsense as him, and slashed head-on with a sword in both hands.

Unarmed, Lukka could only jerk backwards, but his heel tripped over the potholed trestle and fell to the ground.

Seeing that the giant sword was cut off on the head, he quickly rolled to avoid the sword that could split mountains and rocks.

The Golden Tooth El stepped forward, and the slender sword in his hand stabbed straight into Lukka's chest, screaming, "Let you trap me! The entire six cabins of tobacco I robbed were all destroyed by you!"

A strange book flew out sideways and slapped Al in the face with a snap, interrupting his shouting and deflecting his head. The sword slashed against Luka's face and stabbed against the wooden floor of the trestle.

"Who threw the bricks?" Al looked around, and Lukka quickly got up and reached out to wipe a wisp of blood from his cheek.

Ollie strikes again, but the fat man rushes diagonally between her and Luca.

"You're going to sell me to Black Sail!" Al stabbed him again, and the strange book bit on his arm and deflected the blade again, blocking Ollie's sword path.

"Don't make a mess, okay?" Ollie endured to the limit, and simply knocked the fat man in the way with the hilt of his sword.

"Let you ...... Well, here you go. Al obediently stepped aside.

Ollie then turned around and slowly swung a sword.

Although the sword momentum was extremely slow, Lukka felt that the space around him was all filled by the sword wind, and he couldn't dodge a centimeter, so he could only watch the heavy blade fall inch by inch, slashing towards his right shoulder.

The shoulder was struck by a sharp blade without suspense, and the strange book trembled and turned around, facing the scene with the spine of the book, as if he did not dare to watch this bloody scene.

But no blood came out.

Lukka stood tall in the faint light of the fire, his razor-sharp greatsword on his right shoulder.

A layer of glittering crystals condensed around his body, agile but hard, absorbing all the kinetic energy of the giant sword without making a sound.

In his right hand he held a small scroll with a wisp of blood that had just been wiped off his face.

A moment later, the scroll turned to ashes with the faint glow of fire, but the flash armor on Lukka's body did not disappear.

"Hah! diamond skins! beautiful!" the strange book laughed.

Goldtooth Al slumped to the ground, gasping in disbelief.

Ollie was also a little confused, and withdrew her greatsword and put on the defensive.

The glitter on Lukka's body faded away, and he took a few steps forward, smiling, and said, "Actually, I'm a mage. ”

"Wet, what's that?" said Goldtooth, looking at him confusedly.

I wanted to ask again, but a messy footsteps came from far and near, interrupting the confrontation between the three of them.

A whole group of soldiers of the Imperial Navy, torch in hand, hurried out of the dark alley, led by the tall Lieutenant Warren.

The lieutenant faced the trestle and said with a sneer: "I can't imagine catching an escaping crimson shadow, and you can also win a giant sword prize, and then get a golden tooth!"

Then he waved his hand to the soldiers behind him and said loudly: "Encircle, musketeers aim!"