Nieto stood on the deck of the Black Pearl, feeling the gazes of the sailors around him, and felt that his legs were weak.
The name "Black Pearl" is indeed very popular as a conversation piece in the tavern during leisure time, but it would take a lot of courage for Nieto to come forward on his own.
After all, everyone says this is a ghost ship carrying undead to another world.
Until a small hand pulled the corner of his clothes.
Nieto looked down and saw that his little daughter Luna was looking up at her sick little face, trying to smile at him.
He knelt down and hugged Luna, his voice no longer trembling: "Don't worry, dad is with you."
For the sake of his daughter, even a coward like him can overcome fear.
"Ha! Mr. Nieto, and Miss Luna, please don't be restrained."
Although Barbossa, who was wearing a wide felt hat, laughed sinisterly, this time he was really kind-hearted: "The captain is going out for something, and he will be back soon. Before that, why not try Mr. Bonin, the ship's cook?"
Dishes that you are proud of?”
Miss Maria, who was proud of her figure, walked up to little Luna with a dinner plate, knelt down and said softly: "Do you want to try Mr. Bonan's specialty dish - Galician octopus?"
The plate was piled with cooked octopus cut into cubes and fried potatoes, with chili powder sprinkled on top. The hot aroma aroused the appetite.
Little Luna swallowed and looked up at her father. Seeing the latter nodding, she pinched the hem of her skirt and bowed awkwardly to Barbossa and Maria.
Maria smiled so hard that her big eyes turned into crescent moons. She took the little girl and sat in the lee of the corner to whisper.
As soon as his daughter left his side, Nieto's courage seemed to disappear and he turned back into the timid, thin man.
Barbosa chuckled, walked to Nieto and patted his shoulder: "Mr. Nieto, don't worry. If there is any gentleman in this world who will never break the promise he made, then Black Pearl
Lord Heather, the captain of the ship, must be one of them."
He knew very well how magical and precious the promise of "healing" made by Captain Heather was. This man was willing to embark on the infamous Black Pearl for the sake of his little daughter. Even Barbossa himself felt admired.
Looking at Barbosa's big yellow teeth and fierce eyes, Nieto's face turned pale, and he nodded with a forced smile.
At this time, the lookout above their heads shouted in surprise: "...first mate?"
"What's going on?" Barbossa looked up.
"The battleship was spotted at ten o'clock...yes, it's the Holy Trinity!" The lookout's voice gradually became frightened.
Speaking of the most powerful battleship in the world, it must be the Holy Trinity. Even the East India Company's Endeavor has to be moved slightly to the side.
Barbossa was a little confused, could it be the Marquis of Gonzalo? Impossible, that old guy has always been too late to gain anything, and he dared to confront the Black Pearl head-on even though he knew that it was the fastest ship in the Caribbean Sea.
Thinking of this, Barbossa took out his telescope and looked at the Holy Trinity on the horizon in the distance.
Well, the four-story gun deck is the Holy Trinity, yes. Only this invincible battleship in the world can have such a strange and magnificent structure... Wait a minute, Black Sail?
Barbossa hesitantly put down the telescope, blinked his little eyes, and then raised the telescope to his eyes again.
Could it be that my posture when holding the telescope is wrong?
How could the Spanish Navy, which hates all pirates and anything related to pirates, fly the [black sails] that symbolize pirate ships? Especially the Marquis of Gonzalo, this old bastard who claims to be a loyal servant of God, would like to dye all the sails of all military and civilian ships in Havana
The color white symbolizes purity and sanctity.
Jack Sparrow... For some reason, the name of this enemy immediately came to Barbossa's mind. It wasn't that he was sensitive, but that whenever something strange and temporarily unexplainable happened around him, all he had to do was go to Jack Sparrow.
It's definitely correct if you hold it on your body.
Just thinking of this, Barbossa, who as the first mate has the right to temporarily take over command when the captain leaves the ship, signaled everyone not to panic and prepare to escape immediately, but to boldly stay where they are to see what the Holy Trinity wants.
What to do.
As the battleship gradually approached, the huge hull of the Holy Trinity also gave everyone a great sense of oppression.
Who would dare not feel a sense of crisis when shooting those one hundred and fourteen cannons? With just one salvo, not to mention the Black Pearl, even Havana Harbor would be completely destroyed.
Finally, the giant ship stopped about fifty meters away from the Black Pearl, silently.
Barbossa stood at the highest point of the stern of the ship, raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"The First Officer of the Black Pearl, Hector Barbossa, salutes you all! I wonder which captain is commanding this unparalleled and invincible battleship. Can you tell me?"
Still silent.
The huge crowned lion that serves as the bow of the Holy Trinity opens its huge mouth, as if it is making a silent mockery.
Just as the pressure on Barbosa and others was increasing, a small head poked out from the edge of the top deck of the Holy Trinity. It was none other than Jack in a Spanish military uniform!
"Look, Hector looks so nervous. He really should find a good painter to paint this scene." Jack muttered nonsense, lying on the railing on the edge of the deck and looking down.
Looking at the Black Pearl.
"Jack Sparrow! Why are you on the Holy Trinity?"
Barbossa yelled: "Did you get captured again? Or did you provoke the Spanish Navy and the Marquis of Gonzalo?"
At this time, another head popped up not far from Jack.
The second Jack.
He looked at the first Jack: "Did Hector take the wrong medicine?"
"He is also old. It is normal for problems here." The first Jack pointed to his head, then shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Maybe he will be replaced by his mentor soon and go to the countryside to plant crops.
Retiring in old age is Hector’s destiny.”
The second Jack was overjoyed: "Then can I be promoted to the position of first officer of the Black Pearl?"
"No, you are the boatman of the Holy Trinity, and I am the lookout, always." The first Jack shook his head.
The second Jack leaned back on the railing dejectedly: "...It's so boring."
Immediately afterwards, the third Jack also appeared from the side, with a calm expression: "A bunch of despicable people! Go to work quickly! If you are lazy again, I will give you a few whips!"
"Yes, sir!" The first two Jacks quickly stood up and saluted, and then their figures disappeared from the edge of the deck.
Everyone on the Black Pearl below was dumbfounded.
Is our navigator Mr. Jack crazy, or are we crazy?
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