"First of all, in order to prove your throne and power, please show your [Spanish silver coins]."
Barbossa winked at Lageti, his loyal confidant behind him. This tall and thin pirate with a wooden eye socket in his right eye socket walked towards the nearest shark Moro with an iron plate in his hand.
Shark Morrow subconsciously wanted to say something harsh to show his status and authority, but after glancing at Heather sitting at the end of the long table, he honestly pulled out an old Queen of Spades card from his sleeve and threw it in.
In the iron plate. This card once belonged to Captain Cheval, the former pirate king of the Mediterranean. It was the favorite card of Cheval, who was addicted to gambling.
Jockard, a tall and burly gentleman, took out a tobacco knife stained with rust and black blood and put it into the iron plate. Jockard used it to cut off the tongue of the former owner.
Indian priest Sumbhaji took out a small horn snuff bottle from his arms, which was his treasure.
Captain Tang took off a piece of jade wrapped with silk thread from his neck, which was once a family heirloom of the former captain Xiao Feng.
Villanueva took out a broken glass bottle necklace with a cork from his lapel.
Mrs. Qing gently placed a pair of glasses on the iron plate.
Armand casually placed a uniquely shaped brandy shot glass into the iron plate.
Angelica, who was standing behind Heather, frowned and whispered: "What kind of [Spanish silver coins] are these? It's just a pile of junk!"
"First mate, I can explain this to you." Jack held the orchid finger and said: "It was originally necessary for the nine pirate kings to prepare their own Spanish gold coins when the first pirate conference was held, but everyone was extremely poor at that time, so
……You know."
Angelica rolled her eyes: "Then let's change the name?"
"Then what should we call it?" Jack shrugged: "Should we call it [any bits and pieces of junk we could find in our pockets at that time]? Well... this name is very pirate-like, I like it!"
The iron plate was brought back to Barbosa. He looked at Ragti who was holding the plate, and he opened his palm to Ragti elegantly: "Mate Ragti, please."
"I, I will keep it very, very good for you, that's what you ordered." Lagerty shrank his neck, and he, who was always honest and obedient, struggled a little.
"Ah, I said that, but I want to take it back now."
Barbossa slapped Lagerty on the back of the head, and the wooden eye in Lagerty's right eye socket popped out and fell into the iron plate.
Everyone turned their attention to Heather at the end of the long table.
Now, all that's left is the famous Pirate King of the Caribbean.
Heather touched the side of the turban and took out a Siamese coin with Moroccan beads hanging on it. This was the Caribbean Pirate King certificate that Jack gave him.
Lagerty moved tremblingly to Heather's side. The iron plate he was holding shook so much that the [Spanish gold coins] inside also jingled.
"Hold on tight, Mr. Ragetti."
Heather glanced at Lagerty, who still had a good attitude toward this dull-minded but very loyal sailor: "You are Captain Barbossa's mate now, don't lose his face."
As he spoke, he put the Siamese coins into the iron plate.
At this point, the tokens of the nine pirate kings have been gathered, and the fourth pirate conference officially kicked off.
The first is the quarrel between the pirate kings. The content is nothing more than the mutual plundering and territory gains and losses among the ships under their command, or their respective grievances.
Due to the presence of Heather, it didn't end in blood and violence like the third pirate conference. All the pirate kings and their sailors stopped talking, and that was it.
After the warm-up period is over, it’s the focus of the conference.
Mrs. Qing spoke softly: "Barbossa, you initiated this pirate conference. Let's talk about it. What urgent opinions do you have that require the nine pirate kings to work together to discuss?"
Seeing someone mentioning this topic, other pirate kings also set their sights on Barbossa. The sea beast and the white crab acted as messengers and took a tough stance to request all pirate kings to participate in the fourth pirate conference. This was a rare phenomenon that had never happened before.
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And aren't there rumors that Barbossa joined Captain Heather and became the first mate of the Black Pearl?
Barbossa cleared his throat and said: "Pirate Kings, in fact, I am not the initiator of the meeting, at least not the main initiator. Please allow me to solemnly introduce my mentor, the captain of the Nautilus, the great mermaid prince,
Captain Heather!"
He touched his chest and bowed in the direction of Heather, who also smiled and nodded to Barbossa.
Amid everyone's surprised gazes, Heather stood up, glanced over every pirate king, and said in a brisk tone:
"Captain Barbossa is right, I am the initiator of the meeting. Some people know me, some people have just heard of me, it doesn't matter, because now I am standing in front of you. I am Heather, I
It is proposed to elect a pirate king at this pirate conference. Who agrees and who opposes?"
Everyone looked at each other, wondering what Heather meant.
The Pirate King is the king of the Pirate Guild and the leader of pirates around the world. To be elected as the Pirate King, you must get the votes of the majority of Pirate Kings. This is quite difficult, because each Pirate King will only vote for himself.
In fact, since the first pirate conference, there has never been a second pirate king.
Indian priest Sombaj narrowed his eyes slightly, but before he could speak, Salman, the ship's mate standing next to him, reprimanded loudly: "Not to mention whether you are qualified to summon the pirate kings, just because of your junior qualifications
A young boy dares to give orders to all the pirate kings? It’s simply ridiculous! The only one who can become the pirate king is Song..."
laugh!
Before Salman could finish speaking, his whole body was pierced through the chest and abdomen by a trident that suddenly came out from under the floor, and he was lifted high while letting out a hoarse scream.
A burly male mermaid warrior composed entirely of seawater, wearing scales and holding a trident high, slowly floated up from under the floor.
Sonbaji was splashed with the blood of his own ship's mate. As soon as he slapped the table, he stood up and used the secret technique on Heather and the mermaid warrior, but suddenly there was a cold touch on his neck, and the second trident was unknown.
It was pressed against his throat.
Only then did everyone realize that the hall was surrounded by dense mermaid warriors. They all wore dark hard scales and held tridents, the tips of which were pointed at everyone in the hall.
The originally agitated crowd suddenly calmed down, especially Armand and Villanueva, who sat back in their seats.
Heather's left hand was casually placed on the hilt of the blue scimitar hanging at her waist. She looked at Salman, who could only moan and struggle with too much air and a smile on his lips:
"This gentleman just didn't finish what he said. Does anyone want to help him add something?"
Everyone shook their heads in unison, their movements uniform.
"Very well, today's situation is not what I expected, but time waits for no one."
Heather knocked on the table lightly, making a crisp sound: