Pirates: Become Invincible From Capturing The Marine Goddess

That night.

Lynch suddenly rolled out of bed and appeared on the roof.

The dark night was as bright as day in his eyes, and he could see a little green-furred mouse tiptoeing through the rooms.

"Sir, you're out." Mark appeared behind Lynch and knelt down on one knee.

"It seems that the little mouse tonight is not honest."

"You guys please withdraw, I'll keep an eye on her myself."

Mark hesitated for a second, then lowered his head and said, "Yes, sir."

After half an hour of searching, Monet turned into snowflakes and passed through a small crack in the door, entering the room guarded by guards.

When I found the room full of books and work supplies, I felt refreshed.

"Great, we found this guy's study!"

"Let me find out, where does he hide all the secrets?"

There were guards guarding the door, and Monet didn't dare to make any noise. He could only touch the night, bent down, and carefully rummaged through a group of cabinets and books.

"Are you looking for this?" Suddenly a big hand handed a stack of documents over.

"Thank you." Monet subconsciously took it and immediately realized something was wrong, kicking the shadow with his claws like a kitten with fried fur.

"Pa~"

Lynch easily grabbed the jade foot, no, it should be said to be the bird's claw, with one hand.

"Miss Monet, stealing late at night is not a good habit."

"Did Doflamingo ask you to do this?"

"It's Lynch!"

A cold current penetrated his body, sending chills down Monet's spine and causing goosebumps all over his body.

She didn't have time to worry about how the other party found out that she was the young master. At this time, she only had one thought in her heart, and that was: "Run! Run quickly!"

Momai wanted to escape in elemental form, but Lynch grabbed Yuzu and suppressed him back with armed sex.

"What?!"

"Miss Monet, did I let you go?" Lynch smiled lightly, picked up Monet's ankle, and smashed it heavily on the solid wood floor like a windmill.

"Who is it!"

"Don't move, raise your hands quickly!"

The loud noise in the room attracted the attention of the guards outside, who rushed in wearing two pairs of exoskeleton armors.

"it's me."

"Your Majesty the King!" Seeing Lynch and then noticing Monet who was unconscious on the ground, the guards seemed to understand something and blamed themselves in panic: "My subordinates are not doing a good job in guarding and let the thieves break into this important place. Please punish me!"

"I don't blame you. You can't stop Logia's elementalization even if you want."

Lynch's comforting words made the two guards feel even more guilty, "If His Majesty is not here tonight, it will cause immeasurable losses to the country. Please, Your Majesty, please punish the two of us."

"Otherwise...otherwise, I might not be able to convince the public."

Those who can enter the palace as guards are basically die-hards with a loyalty point of 90.

Lynch knew that if they were not punished, they might not be able to sleep tonight.

"You are right, let me think about how to punish you."

The two guards stayed in place uneasily.

"Let's do this. I'll fine you each one month's salary."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the King, for the punishment!"

"Your Majesty's grace!" The two guards knelt down on the ground in emotion, and the huge stone weighing on their hearts seemed to disappear.

Is the penalty of one month’s salary severe? It's not serious, it's not a punishment at all. That's why the two guards were so grateful.

Your Majesty, you are truly a holy king who loves his soldiers as much as his sons.

"Okay, get up." Lynch pointed at the unconscious Monet on the ground and said, "Lock this woman up with seastone iron handcuffs and send her to my room."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Monet was tied up and thrown to the ground. Electricity jumped at Lynch's fingertips, making the figure on the ground tremble.

"Stop pretending, I know you're already awake." He pinched Monet's beautiful and smooth face and lifted Monet up from the ground.

"Tell me, what order did Doflamingo give you?"

Knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, Monet opened his beautiful eyes like golden gems and glared at Lynch fiercely. Because his mouth was pinched, his words were a little slurred:

"Don't ask me, Li, it seems that I won't betray the young master!"

"Okay, okay." Lynch laughed angrily, being a spy and a thief can still be so confident.

"A traitorous female devil like you..."

Monet couldn't understand what Lynch was talking about, but he also vaguely felt that something was wrong. His fierce eyes seemed a little... guilty?

"Luckily for you, I won't do such a pervert thing." Lynch stretched out his hand towards Monet, "Where is the phone bug you use to communicate with Doflamingo? Take it out and I will tell him personally."

Monet turned her eyes and thought, it seemed that was all she could do, but she didn't know what she thought of, and her pretty face turned red.

"Okay, but you have to untie me first before I can take it to you."

"Okay, I advise you not to play tricks." Lynch picked up the fruit knife on the table and cut off Monet's seastone chain.

"Can you turn your head first?" Monet asked shyly.

"No. If you don't take it out, I will search it myself." Lynch was curious about where Monet could hide such a big phone bug.

Monet turned his head, embarrassed to look at Lynch, and two blushes climbed onto his cheeks.

Lynch's eyes widened.

What did he see? ? ?

Monet reached in... and pulled out a delicious-smelling telephone bug.

Is it an extra-dimensional pocket like Tom?

Lynch was still in shock when Monet handed over the fragrant phone bug.

It's just that the phone bug's state seems wrong. Could it be that he is confused by the incense?

"Get the phone bug you want."

"Hey, what's wrong with you phone bug? Is he dead?"

"Sorry, he died a few months ago. There are no vegetables for him to eat in the sea." Monet said eagerly: "But, I think you can definitely save it, right?"

Save this guy!

No matter how powerful he is, he can't bring living things back to life.

Lynch couldn't laugh or cry at Monet's confidence in himself.

Fortunately, the team that came to deliver gifts on behalf of Doflamingo a few days ago was still staying in the hotel in the Imperial Capital and did not leave.

Explaining his purpose, and using their phone number, Lynch dialed Doflamingo's phone number.

Seeing the phone bug transform into a pair of sunglasses and an expression that didn't require a beating, Lynch knew that the call was connected.

The popular Heavenly Yaksha seems to have special respect for Lynch.

"Fufufufufu~ It really makes me happy that Mr. Lynch can call me."