This is a story about licking a dog and getting everything you want in the end.
Relying on his loyalty and caution, Barbossa not only saved his own life, but even obtained the same telekinesis qualification as Jack.
Facts have proved that the only way to win over the loyalty of his subordinates is to use both kindness and power. He should not only let them see his thunderous methods, but also give them some care from time to time. At least Barbossa liked this very much.
From then on, Barbossa was truly and completely loyal to Heather, without any second thoughts.
There was only one thing that made him unhappy - according to Heather, Barbossa had to call Jack 'brother'.
Fortunately, Heather didn't insist on this. He only had one request for Barbossa.
"My loyal first mate, you need to squeeze out all your spare time to learn and exercise your telekinesis ability. I will only give you three months."
Heather felt it was necessary to give Barbossa some sense of urgency: "Don't let me down."
"Yes, my lord, your wishes are the compass of my actions." Barbossa replied sincerely in an exaggerated aria.
Heather nodded with satisfaction. Unlike the lazy Jack, Barbossa seemed very energetic, which was a good thing.
He turned to look at the Nieto father and his daughter, who were standing on the edge of the deck, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "So, this gentleman provided the [clue]?"
Seeing that the notorious Barbossa didn't even dare to take a big breath in front of Heather, Nieto felt that he could barely stand up, which was an extremely heroic performance. He nodded tremblingly: "Sir, I am the one who provided
clues."
Heather smiled and opened her arms, one after another light eggs emerged from beside her: "The promise I made will never expire. Do you want to get [healing] or a bag of gold coins? It's up to you to choose."
Without thinking, Nieto immediately pushed little Luna, who dared not speak, to him, and begged: "Sir, I don't want money, I just ask for your mercy, can you allow me to cure that [healing]
】The opportunity to transfer it to my daughter Luna? Her health is getting worse and worse, and the doctor even said..."
Heather raised her hand to signal Nieto to shut up, then walked slowly to Luna and squatted down. Looking at this ordinary-looking but well-behaved and sensible child, he pointed at the scarab floating beside him, stretching out.
Asked gently:
"Are you scared?"
Luna shook her head: "Don't be afraid, these little bugs are so warm, Luna likes them."
Heather raised the corners of her mouth and touched Luna's little head: "Good boy."
Then he snapped his fingers, and three scarabs immediately floated to Luna, lying on her head, chest and back respectively. The Gubalot runes on her back began to emit warm golden fluorescence.
Nieto didn't dare to take a breath, he just stood aside nervously, the knuckles of his ten fingers clenched together turned white.
According to the feedback from the light egg, Heather also clearly knew Luna's physical condition. If she continued to let it go, the little girl would die of the pain in less than half a year.
But for [Light Egg], this is not a problem.
Under the golden light, little Luna's pale face gradually turned rosy. She felt that the pain that had tortured her all year round disappeared from her body, her whole body became more energetic, and the whole world in front of her seemed to become brighter.
After about half a minute, the golden light gradually extinguished, and little Luna became healthy and full of energy.
She first held the hem of her skirt and bowed awkwardly to the three scarabs and Heather who were flying away from the surface of her body. Then she turned to look at her father Nieto and let out a scream in excitement.
Nieto half-knelt on the ground with red eyes, hugged little Luna who rushed over, and murmured: "Thank you... thank you..."
Considering that the Spanish navy might pursue them at any time, the Holy Trinity found an area closer to the bay to put down the boat and let the grateful father and daughter leave.
Watching the boat go away, Heather turned to look at Barbossa: "First mate, I need you to return to the Black Pearl as temporary captain. We will be on Tatuga Island after the Holy Trinity gets rid of the Spanish Navy's pursuit.
Convergence.”
"Yes, sir." Barbossa bowed deeply, and then led the sailors back to the Black Pearl.
"Jack, let's set sail." Heather looked at Jack who was holding a mirror and said, "Let's have a little fun with the Marquis of Gonzalo."
Jack gave a casual military salute, and then walked toward the stern of the ship. The "Sailor Jacks" around him also immediately dispersed and returned to their respective posts.
At this moment, a slender hand grabbed Heather's collar, followed by a deliberately low voice:
"You...you knew I was Blackbeard's daughter? Did you approach me on purpose? To murder my father?"
Looking at Angelica, who was so angry that her body was turbulent, Heather did not try to break free from her grip, but looked into her eyes gently: "Do you really think so, dear Angelica?
"
Looking at that dazzlingly handsome face and feeling the strong hands gently clasping hers, Angelica's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.
Damn it, Angelica, wake up! Don't be fooled by the face of this pirate leader. He wants to find Blackbeard through you. He wants to kill your biological father! He is a devil, very good-looking and deceptive.
The devil!
Angelica, who kept warning herself sternly, had just calmed down. When she looked up and saw Heather's handsome face and those dazzling eyes, her aura weakened by three points.
"Angelica, do you really want to get Blackbeard back? Are you sure he will lovingly regard you as his most beloved daughter?"
Heather's magnetic voice was like a demon whispering in her ears:
"If he really cared about you, why would he let you wander around for so many years without even taking a look at your mother after she passed away?"
"Father, he... must have his reasons. Maybe it was because the situation at that time was too..." Angelica said with difficulty, but as soon as she said a few words, her slightly plump and sexy lips were touched by Heather's index finger.
He resisted and his words were interrupted.
"Don't lie to yourself, honey."
Heather and Angelica were so close that they could even feel each other's breathing. He gently moved his fingers on the Spanish beauty's lips and laughed softly:
"Of course, you have the right to continue living in the dream. But the longer you indulge in the dream, the deeper the harm you will suffer in the end. When we find Blackbeard, we might as well make a bet."
"...Bet? What bet?" Angelica almost collapsed in Heather's arms. She only felt that her voice seemed to be floating in the distant horizon, hollow and powerless.
The corners of Heather's mouth slowly raised, revealing her white teeth:
"I bet on whether your 'father' is willing to give up his Queen Anne's Revenge and all his wealth for you, his biological daughter."
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