Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 63: Lord Beckett, the Generous

"Remember, no matter how uncomfortable it is, don't let go, and don't make any confrontational moves."

Lin You gave instructions on what to pay attention to, and asked Barbossa and the Undead Monkey to hold his arms respectively. He did not care whether the other party listened to these instructions or not, and activated the Apparition.

Using the islands he remembered along the way as transit points, he jumped over them several times in a row; until the old pirate couldn't help vomiting, he finally completed the last shift and arrived at his destination.

Seeing the immortal monkey circling listlessly, and hearing the sound of vomiting not far away, Lin You calmly moved upward to avoid the wind.

"Where are we?" After vomiting all the bile, Barbossa collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up.

"A place you are familiar with."

Following the guidance of the gloomy wood wand, Barbossa's eyes suddenly widened; the large group of lights vaguely visible in the distance was none other than Port Royal.

The twinkling lights came from the town’s houses, the fortress lighthouses, and the dozens of warships of various sizes anchored in the harbor.

"What are we doing here?" The old pirate was filled with doubt and a natural fear of law enforcers arose in him.

Judging from the flags flying on the bows and sterns, the warships in the port are clearly the main fleet of the British East India Company. Even when he was the captain of the Black Pearl, the Caspian Pirate King would have chosen to take a detour when seeing such a powerful fleet, not to mention that he has no ships or guns now.

"Of course I need to find a ship and sailors. This time I really need an experienced captain." Lin You was helpless. God wouldn't even open the portal, let alone let him go back to the big world to find a new flying carpet; he couldn't even think of finding someone to deliver the package.

Now we must find a boat to continue our journey to find the Trident.

Barbossa smiled bitterly: "This is Port Royal, not Tortuga; where can I find you a boat?"

"Aren't those all ships? Carefully built by British shipyards and endorsed by the Royal Navy, they are the best choice for ocean voyages." Lin You waved his wand and pointed at the warships in the port.

"That's a warship of the East India Company."

"I know. I also know the leader of this fleet! Lord Cutler Beckett. He should be in the Governor's Mansion right now." Lin You was impressed by this villain who "pretended to be an idiot". "Let's go. Let's go find this 'generous' Lord Beckett to borrow a ship."

When saying this, Earl Goff had no thought of taking out the glass bottles hidden in the dimensional space; those were private collections, how could they be wasted on official business?

Barbossa weakly got up and staggered after him, asking as he walked: "Even if we can borrow a ship, what about the sailors? We can't borrow the East India Company's people as well, right?"

The most frightening thing when sailing on the sea is someone with two minds, who might end up killing everyone on the ship.

Lin You asked back: "You should know where the prison in Port Royal is, right?"

"of course I know."

"That's good. According to the East India Company's style, the captured pirate captain would probably be hanged on the mast on the spot; but the ordinary sailors would probably be left behind as coolies. Now, we'll see how much success Lord Beckett has in his work to eliminate pirates."

Looking at Lin You's leisurely steps, Barbosa had no choice but to follow him.

After the battle on the Queen Anne's Revenge, the old pirate realized one thing: sometimes it might be safer to stay close to this powerful wizard boy. The subsequent visit to Lord Beckett further strengthened Barbossa's idea.

Hundreds of soldiers inside and outside the Governor's Mansion, whether they were sentries standing in pairs or patrols in rows of five, no one had time to shoot when they saw Lin You; they couldn't even open their mouths to warn their colleagues, and they all fell unconscious after just one encounter. It was not until he opened the door of the office on the second floor of the Governor's Mansion that Lord Beckett suddenly realized that there was an invasion of foreign enemies. However, at this time, all his guards had already lost their resistance.

Considering that no alarm was raised until the target person was seen, this operation can be considered a successful "stealth" operation.

Seeing that everyone in the office except himself fell to the ground in an instant, Lord Beckett wisely did not draw his sword to resist, but continued to sit at his desk obediently.

Without wasting time, Lin You came straight to the point: "Lord Beckett? I am sorry to come to visit you, but I want to ask for your help. Do you mind lending me a small ship from your huge fleet? I really need it urgently."

Feeling the sharp tip of the stick pressed against the carotid artery in his neck, Lord Beckett probably understood that the other party did not leave him the option of answering "mind".

"who are you?"

"Don't you know him?" Lin You led Barbossa to the desk. "Captain of the Black Pearl, one of the pirates with the highest bounty in the Caribbean."

"All pirates are the same in my eyes. They are all dead. So I don't deliberately remember their appearance."

"Well, Mr. Beckett is a man of character." Lin You nodded disapprovingly, "Let's get back to the point. We want to borrow a boat. If you want, I can write you an IOU."

"What do you want a boat for..."

With a crisp "snap" sound, the gloomy wooden wand hit the lord hard in the face, knocking back all his subsequent words.

"Wrong answer. There are only two answers for you to choose from. If you answer 'yes', quickly arrange for people to load food, water, gunpowder and all necessary supplies. We will set out to sea immediately. If you answer 'no', I will cut your artery and watch you bleed to death before leaving here and finding another way to find a ship. Now, you can choose."

The tone of Lin You's voice was as sincere as his eyes at the moment.

Beckett was not a quick-witted person, and he did not want to die in confusion, so he had no choice but to respond: "Okay, what kind of ship do you want?"

"That's a problem." The boy, who had no sailing experience, turned to look at Barbossa. "Do you have any good suggestions, considering your many years of experience as a pirate?"

"Oh, if that's the case, we now need a warship with fast speed and certain firepower." The old pirate listed them one by one. "I see three-level and four-level battleships in the port, but they are too slow and not flexible. They can't catch up with the merchants... I mean, they can't catch up with the enemy. Five-level and six-level ships are frigates, and they are fast enough. Considering the firepower, I will choose a five-level ship."

Lin You immediately decided: "Very good, then let's go with a level 5 ship. Isn't that too difficult, Mr. Lord?"

The corners of Beckett's mouth twitched; although his face turned livid, he finally nodded reluctantly, obviously not wanting to end up in trouble because of the "embarrassment".

　First update

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　　Thanks to all the book friends for their support, this book has been successfully revived and will be recommended again starting from Sunday.
　　The author would like to express his thanks in advance.

(End of this chapter)