Before deciding on a target for his search, Marcos could only find a bird's-eye view from which he could look down on most of the surrounding areas to get an overview of the entire West Coast. But it was difficult to see from the top of the www.biquge.info, which meant that Marcos needed a pair of telescopes. It's not too hard to find, and you'll find it in most of the shops in the harbor.

In fact, it is also the most loyal companion of many Magadha pilots and captains, and it can quickly catch possible threats and scenery in the distance, which is very useful for captains and Mogadha pilots who are soaring in the sky all year round. Eventually, in an ordinary shop in the port, Marcos spent 500 gold coins on a pair of monoculars.

Marcos plays with the retractable telescopes he holds in his hand, and with a little attention to detail, you'll find that these well-made telescopes are almost all made by the Delos Empire. It's not that the West Coast doesn't have good craftsmanship, it's just that they're more willing to sell it elsewhere via the sea trade routes than locally.

"It's a great thing. Marcos was looking around with a telescope, and there were already at least a dozen locals passing by who thought he was a hillbilly who had never been to a big town.

Fett doesn't care about the gaze of passers-by, but she also feels helpless about Marcos's sudden childlike personality. "You've had enough, so what's your idea?"

Markos looked a little lost and put down the telescope, retracting it and hanging it around his waist. "First, let's find a commanding height. Then, use that thing on my waist to catch the target. ”

"It's not easy to find them from the vantage point, in fact I think they'll be on their own ships. Fett apparently has his own ideas.

"Why do you say that?" Marcos asked with a smile.

Fett lifted the red scabbard that hung from his waist and pointed it at the harbor behind him, where the endless sea stretched as far as the eye could see. "Imperial warships have very advanced facilities and are the safest shelters. Do you think someone like Isabella would be happy to hide in some shady house on the West Coast?"

"Very good, ma'am. So tell me, how did they manage to go undetected every time they went to Sky City? The main ships of the Empire are all giant monsters with three masts and six cabins. ”

"You don't just think that magicians only exist on the West Coast, do you?" Fett stared at Marcos with disdain.

Marcos was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "You mean that it is also possible for them to set up a hidden teleportation magic array?" I believe this is not a difficult task for a well-trained magician. ”

"Exactly. ”

But if that were the case, Uma and Mirna wouldn't have gone unnoticed. ”

"Of course it exists, but we don't know anything about magic, so we can't say for sure. Fett tried to prove that he was right.

Similarly, Marcos is trying to prove that he is right. But he realized that it would be a waste of time to continue arguing, so he put it another way. "Alright, alright. I think our plan has come out perfectly, we are two people with two different ideas at the same time. ”

"Agreed. Fett, of course, understood what Marcos meant. "So, see you later?"

Marcos couldn't help but laugh, "Have fun!"

"You too, be careful not to die. ”

"Oh, that's a cold word. Marcos clutched his heart and pretended to be in pain.

Most of the time, Fit would not have been amused by Marcos's comical gestures. But now, she has changed many perceptions of the person in front of her. So she smiled a little bit. "Let's go, we need to hurry. ”

"You're right, then, I'm leaving. Marcos said this very quickly, then turned his head and began to run.

Fett kept that shallow smile on his lips until Marcos disappeared around the corner.

Now that everything had been decided, Fett walked straight to the lonely corner of the harbor where the Sage's Horn existed. There, she will get all the help she wants. As a member of the Revolutionary Army, she was fortunate to be able to fight alongside those who stood up against the tyranny of the Empire.

"Look who this is, our little Fett," Ruel quipped, leaning on the side of the boat as he looked at Fett, who was walking on the pedals.

"Shut up, mad cow!" Fett shot back without even looking at him.

"Ahra, Ruel, my friend, you're disgusted by Fett!" Vera appeared coldly behind Ruel like a ghost, and the former was so frightened that he almost fell off the side of the ship.

"Vera, where is Captain Root?" asked Fett, who had just stepped onto the deck, as he greeted Vera.

"Well, Captain's Office, I think at least someone can help you get him out. Vera pointed to Ruel, who had failed to fall off the boat. "You, go. ”

Ruel followed Vera's instructions and walked to the cabin in a huff.

"So, it looks like we're finally going to get away from leisure time. Vera said with a smile.

Fett nodded, "Marcos decided to look around the West Coast, and I can't prove that my idea must be correct." However, everything will be confirmed when we see it with our own eyes. ”

"That's right. ”

"I've said it many times, Ruel, don't knock on the door of the captain's quarters with your hands that can easily kill people!" said Root's disgruntled voice from inside the cabin, and a few seconds later, he was on deck.

"It turned out to be Fett, what's wrong?"

Fett told Captain Rout everything, and as an ally, Marcos's actions were not the same as those of the Revolutionary Army, but as long as he could get useful information, it would be very smooth.

After listening to Fit's relay, Captain Rout nodded. "He has what he wants to confirm, and we have what we want to prove. ”

"So, we can go tonight, that will reduce the likelihood of exposure. Fett confided in himself.

"That's right, I'll have to talk to the red-haired devil. You know, she's going to cut me at any moment. Captain Root grimaced, then looked up at the mast.

"Do as you think, as long as you remember that the owner of this ship is Ludmila Fischer!" Before Lut could speak, Ludmila's voice came from the mast.

Rout spread his hands, "That's pretty surprising. ”

"Anyway, at least you don't have any 'worries,' do you?" said Vera.

"I'll have to give these people an order, leaving some people on the West Coast to keep an eye on what's going on here. Rout then turned his head and shouted at Ruel. "Alright, Ruel, take whoever you want, move your ass, and get out of the boat!"

Ruel hesitated for a moment, then understood what Captain Root meant. "Come with me, lads, we can have a drink in the tavern!" he beckoned to those who were keen to follow him.

"Don't drink too much, Ruel!" Captain Root reminded.

"I know, Captain Root!" Ruel beckoned to the ship from the harbor.