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Ludmila sighed, "Alright, the hellish Imperial Navy has boarded my ship, and we're going to have to get this over without alerting the others." Don't tell me to kill them, if we could, we would have done that. ”

The unnamed man was silent for a moment, then nodded. He was a man who cherished words like gold, and often uttered some elusive words. But that doesn't make sense, at least for now, Rudmila thought, and he'd better really be able to help, as Root says. So Ludmila walked briskly to the ladder leading to the deck, and the man followed her in silence.

Rout had been arguing with the boarding Navy soldier for a long time, and it was clear that the other side did not want to engage in too much nonsense. He might want to check out the damn wreck as soon as possible and then go back to the ship's cabin to change shifts with others and have a hot cup of coffee, but he didn't want to stay here for too long.

By the time Ludmila led the men to the deck, the sailor's attitude had become noticeably irritated, and he even began to push Root. Ludmila pointed at the soldier, then looked at the man: "You'd better have something nice, but be careful, don't ......" Before Ludmila could finish speaking, the man had already taken a step and walked straight towards the navy soldier. Ludmila didn't like the feeling of being interrupted, but now, in order to take care of the overall situation, she could only hold back her character.

Rout noticed the mysterious man approaching, he coughed, then took a few steps back and moved out of the way. The sailor looked puzzled when he saw Root's movements, he didn't understand what the captain wanted to do, who had been perfunctory to himself since the beginning. In just a few seconds of his thoughts, the mysterious man came to him.

The sailor raised his head and fixed his gaze on the mysterious man's face, and when he saw the eyes without the whites of the eyes, he couldn't help but curse: "Damn it, what kind of freak are you." Can you explain it to me, Captain?" he said to Rout behind the man.

Rout just spread his hands, indicating that he didn't have anything to say. This caused the anger of the naval soldier to rush up, he was fed up with this ship. So he yelled, "Hurry up and check your cargo for me!" and he turned his gaze back to the man and lowered his voice. "And you, disappear from my eyes quickly. ”

The mysterious man shook his head and said with some regret, "I'm sorry. ”

"What?"

Before the navy soldiers could react, the mysterious man raised his right hand lightly and waved it lightly. In an instant, the soldier's expression began to become glazed, as if he was being manipulated by some force. "I'm sorry, but please go back to your boat and put an end to this. The man whispered.

The sailor walked with mechanical steps towards the position of the rope ladder, and the soldier on the fast sailing ship yelled impatiently, "Dawson, hurry up, this damn sea breeze is cold to me!"

It was clear that his lovely comrade-in-arms Dawson would not reply to his words, so before he could raise his vigilance, the mysterious man made another move in the direction he was, and this time even he himself became like a walking corpse.

"Come back soon. Rout waved his hand to the crew member of the fast sailing boat to hurry back to the Sage's Horn, who hadn't noticed what was happening, but he was still following Rout's instructions.

When the sailor returned to his ship, Rout knew he could breathe a sigh of relief for the time being. The mysterious man nodded to Ludmila beside her, and then walked silently to the cabin.

"Hey, I never knew you were that good!" said Root, who had to marvel at what the mysterious man had done.

"He's not going to talk to you, you know, he's not a man of many words. Ludmila reminded.

The mysterious man continued to walk as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, until he disappeared into the ladder that led to the lower cabin.

"It's okay for the time being, I hope they won't run into any trouble. Rout leaned against the side of the ship, took the beer handed to him by one of the crew members, and drank it.

Ludmila looked at him dissatisfied, "Of course you know the danger there, but they went anyway. She stepped forward and snatched the beer from Root's hand and threw it into the sea. "Also, it's not over yet, don't drink. ”

Root said helplessly: "Listen to you, navigator. ”

Fit and Vera surfaced like ghosts from the location of the main battleship, and Vera confirmed the huge lines of characters on the hull. "That's you, baby, Heinrich. ”

"Huge monsters. Fett whispered.

Vera smiled, "Let's go inside, it's going to be a good sightseeing trip." ”

The two climbed onto the wood at the bottom of the boat and began to climb up, perhaps through the window if possible.

"It's weird to be unarmed, isn't it?" said Vera, whispering, like a child who loves to whisper.

"We also have a dagger, and if I can, I'll slit the throats of those bastards. Fett replied.

Vera shook her head like a rattle, "No, no, no, lovely Fett." We're not here to kill people, try not to kill anyone, okay?"

Fett paused and shrugged, "I'm just kidding, we all know how to hide ourselves." ”

"Oh, that's your victory, Fett. Vera teased.

"Again, why did you join us?" said Fitt with a helpless smile.

Vera stuck out her tongue, "Let's get on, I'll go to the deck to check on the situation." If possible, I would go into the cabin from there. You go in through the window and maybe meet the old face, if she's really here. And don't forget, if you have any parchment about the plan, you should write it down and I will help you. ”

Fett nodded, and she stopped her ascent, slowly opening the window of the cabin closest to her after watching Vera gently jump onto the deck. After making sure that there was no one inside, Fett stepped onto the window edge and slipped into the cabin.

Once inside, she quickly checked her surroundings. The cabin was slightly dark, with only a faint light from an oil lamp. Through the light Fit, it can be seen that the cabin he is in is a storage room. There was a mixture of things mixed together, but it wasn't as bad as it might seem. Fett confirmed his position based on what he was on the outside of the ship, and the captain's quarters were on his right.

Fett leaned against the hatch and listened to the situation outside the door, there was no movement on the deck for the time being, maybe Vera was waiting for the opportunity, knowing that on the deck of such a capital battleship, the number of guards would not be small.

The absence of movement outside the door was exactly what Fett wanted, and she opened the hatch and lowered herself and walked out. The luxurious arrangement of the capital ship gave Fett great convenience, and the floor of the cabin corridor was covered with a red carpet, which almost made it impossible for anyone to hear Fett's footsteps.

Although the general direction of the captain's chamber is known, it is not easy to find the way to the captain's chamber on such a huge monster. The situation inside the cabin is simply comparable to the intricate laneways of Huttonmaar Backstreet. Every time he came around the corner, Fett would carefully use his ears and eyes to keep an eye out for anything that might happen around him, and the first thing he could do was to turn himself into a ghost.

Vera crouched on the mast and watched the situation on the deck, it was easy for her to quickly climb to the mast with a fixed rope net while avoiding the sight of all the guards on the deck. At this moment, after confirming the positions of all the guards and the route of their movement back and forth, she turned her gaze to the rudder at the stern. "I'd love to control this baby, but I'm sorry, we're just here for sightseeing. She said regretfully to the rudder.

"Alright, Vera, it's time for you to act, don't keep Fett waiting too long. Vera muttered to herself, and began to walk along the rope net towards the deck below.