A dragon who doesn't want to be a killer is not a good businessman

Under the dim light, the interior of this cabin was unexpectedly simple.

Except for some wooden beds and a set of tables and chairs, there is no other furniture. It seems that it was once a room where people lived.

The reason why I emphasize the room is because a thin layer of dust is visible to the naked eye on the surface beside the walls, especially on the untrodden surface. Only the bumps of the ship also wrinkle their surfaces, as if they are showing a rippled shape fixed on the surface of a solid.

"Sir Lestus, I am really flattered by your active participation."

Lucifer said slowly, "I'm not trying to sell you a favor, I just want to do it for the time being."

His Majesty the King is more willful - this is a good explanation.

But having mastered many details, Mogan was able to roughly confirm the true brain circuit of this elusive strong man.

Much simpler than imagined.

"Where are we now?" Will didn't dare to move, but looking around had no results, so he turned to ask for help.

Lucifer stretched out his left hand and made a grasping gesture. As his fingers moved slightly, a trace of magic flowed from his fingertips, and finally condensed into a small fireball. Although it was in the shape of a flame, it showed a light blue color.

Colorful colors.

The fireball moved slowly, passing through each wall, then suddenly stopped, vibrated up and down slightly, and then stayed in place obediently.

"This kind of magic can be used to sense the existence of restoration magic. We are now near the crack in the cabin that was blasted by the cannon. It has been repaired by magic and can temporarily maintain its original appearance - this is the situation before it was blown open.

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"For the time being..." Will asked in surprise, "Can't the wizard's restoration magic completely restore objects to their original appearance?"

Lucifer explained to him, "This situation is limited to general material damage. Most of the main structures of ships that can sail in the sea are made of magic materials. They are exploded with gunpowder that also contains magic materials or destroyed by natural magic power. The magic of the mage

We can only rely on continuous transportation to maintain the restoration effect. If it is not maintained, it will soon deteriorate again."

"That is to say, the magic of the mage cannot truly repair magic materials. Another point is that the Blue Eagle Pirates do not use ordinary artillery with a loud sound, but lethal artillery mixed with magic materials."

Mogan, who was giving additional explanations, crossed his arms and looked in the direction where the fireball was pointing.

This should be part of the gap that was created by the second cannon shot.

Lucifer was able to teleport directly to this place with two people. He must have not only seen the location of the cargo ship, but also made a basic judgment on the location of the external wound.

But looking from the inside and looking from the outside are two different things after all. When he comes to another direction, he can only start exploration from scratch.

At the same time, under Lucifer's careful control, the fireball approached the wall, getting closer and closer, until when it was about to make contact, the wall that was originally plain and even the dust was restored to its entirety suddenly "lost its scum" and appeared.

A gap.

Upon seeing this, Lucifer immediately stopped his hand, and a small round hole appeared on the wall. The edge was not blackened by burning, but a small hole that appeared out of thin air.

Outside the small hole, there is the sea and the port condensed into a small circle of light in the distance. The sound of waves can also be heard from outside - the restoration magic that existed before is not a shoddy project, it also includes the sound insulation effect of the material itself.

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With this thought in mind, Mo Gan also stepped forward, probably picked up something from the surface of the cargo ship outside from the gap, and put it under his nose to smell it.

Tung oil, coke.

To put it bluntly, it is the original version of paint, a purely natural substance that does not contain any magic.

Although he had already suspected it, Mo Gan still felt a subtle feeling.

The black appearance should be the camouflage used by cargo ships when traveling late at night - a natural camouflage used to save money in addition to the invisibility spell.

The effective invisibility spell can temporarily hide the movements of cargo ships, but if it is to be maintained for a long time, covering such a large cargo ship, and at the same time erasing the strangeness at the junction of water and ships, although the specific implementation plan is not certain, it must be a big deal.

of expenses.

Either you need to buy a terrifying amount of magic scrolls, or you have to hire a dozen magicians to work overtime and work in shifts. If you run out of magic, I will pick up the slack.

The more people who know, the harder it is to keep secrets. Even if we don't consider which of the two costs more, dead things can certainly be kept secret better than living people. If Mo Gan wanted to do something big, he would probably choose the former.

Therefore, the time when the invisibility spell is activated is not the whole process, but should mainly be before and after the traces are easily discovered.

To berth in the port, you need to register and pay a fee, and if it is disguised, it can be docked as an ordinary ship. There are many ways to do this, and Mogan can think of seven or eight possible solutions using magic alone.

Compared to anchoring in a harbor, anchoring in an inaccessible offshore area is another option. However, during the voyage, whenever you pass through a crowded place, you may need to use the simplest, crudest and most expensive invisibility magic to hide it.

No matter how much you pretend to be a ghost or have evil intentions, a cargo ship is still a "cargo ship" in the final analysis and needs to be maintained at a cost.

Regardless of whether you are a good person or a bad person, if you want to do big things, you must start with capital.

Money does not fall from the sky - at least not always. No one knows whether the evil villain who is so complacent in public and reveals that he has been planning high-level plots for many years may secretly spend most of his time at his desk.

Maybe you need to open an office that is warm and comfortable, full of green plants, and not annoying. While massaging your scalp, you can do it yourself. In order to prevent information from being leaked to people you don't trust, you should personally handle the financial statements submitted by your subordinates.

Mogan pays more attention to the process than the amazing results that everyone can see. Anyone's plan can be perfect, but mistakes often occur during the implementation process - this is where the clues he wants to get will appear.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the cabin door was suddenly pushed open, followed by a burst of pungent smoke. It was probably the dust hidden in the cracks in the door that was carried into the air.

"Ahem..."

Will was still observing the surroundings, and was the first to be hit in the face by the smoke. He instinctively covered his face with his arms, covering his mouth and nose first to avoid eating something unclean.

He had heard faint footsteps before, and Mo Gan had expected it, so he just kept quiet and stood aside with his arms folded - a visual blind spot in the cabin.

He has a principle that if the situation allows, he must observe other people's situations before being discovered by others.

"I said there is movement here!" The girl kept turning her head to look at the people behind her, and strode to the threshold. "Even if there is really no one on this boat, there are at least a few rats, right?"

Captain Melissa, who had not yet come over, gave a warm reminder, "Who said there is no one, then what did I just knock out?"

"Captain!" Kang Na complained, "You knocked me down before I could say anything, so what are we asking?"

"I didn't expect...who would have thought that there were only a few gatekeepers, and then there was no one left. Normally, we have to deal with the gatekeepers first to avoid leaking information. This ship is very strange, I don't know.

Why, I can’t even find the captain’s cabin.”

"You've become cowardly after beating up a few minions? Knowing that you are pirates, I don't expect you to understand what it means to be polite before attacking, but at least you must be able to detect that the situation is unusual - don't let others see you when you do bad things."

In addition to this, Mermaid Austin carries a "low pressure" aura with him and has a mean tone, making him very easy to recognize.

Kangna muttered, "You've been the first mate for so long, why are you here again, and it's 'you and yours' again. And it's the door's own problem, so I just pushed it away casually, and it wasn't intentional..."

To defend herself, she happened to turn her head and look over. Her eyes met Will who was busy wiping the dust from his face, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

"you……"

Kangna's words stopped at this word and she froze in place, as if she didn't know how to react.

"Is there really someone?"

Melissa also appeared in the field of vision behind the door at this time. She had probably been following Kangna, responsible for protecting the safety of this rampaging little girl. At this time, she narrowed her eyes and gave Kangna a hand when he was standing still.

Pull it behind you.

But when she saw Will, she was immediately discouraged and frowned, "Why is it a child? Could it be that this ship not only sells goods, but also sells the labor of teenagers?"

"Isn't it weird?" Austin probably disliked how dirty the door was, but he didn't change his sarcastic nature outside the door frame. "I've long been used to it. Whatever the human race does, I think it's normal."

In addition, behind him, there seemed to be another member of the Blue Eagle Pirate Group standing silently.

After observing almost all the external situations, and hearing this straightforward conjecture that contained group harm, Mo Gan twitched the corner of his mouth and felt that the timing was right, so he walked out of the back of the cubicle and spoke quietly.

"We are all stowaways, and their behavior is quite suspicious... There is no need to rush to distinguish high and low status."

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