Foreigner's Journey

Thinking of this, Barbossa took out his telescope and looked at the Holy Trinity on the distant horizon.

Well, the four-tier gun deck is the Holy Trinity. That's right, only this invincible battleship in the world has such a strange and magnificent structure... Wait a minute, Black Sail?

Barbossa put down the telescope hesitantly, blinked his small eyes, and raised the telescope to his eyes again.

Could it be that I'm holding the binoculars in the wrong way?

How could the Spanish Navy, which hates all things pirates and anything to do with pirates, hang a symbol of pirate ships?Especially the Marquis Gonzalo, the old bastard who claims to be a loyal servant of the gods, can't wait to dye all the sails of Havana's military and civilian ships in white, a symbol of purity and holiness.

Jack Sparrow... For some reason, Barbossa's name immediately popped into his mind.It's not that he is sensitive in his heart, but that once there is something strange and temporarily inexplicable around him, as long as he leads Jack Sparrow, it must be right.

Just thinking of this, Barbossa, who has the right to temporarily take over the command of the captain when the captain leaves the ship, signaled everyone not to panic and prepare to flee immediately, but to stay in place and 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.

As for the 110 four cannons, who would dare not have a sense of crisis?As long as a salvo is fired, let alone the Black Pearl, even Havana Harbor will be destroyed immediately.

In the end, the giant ship stopped about 50 meters away from the Black Pearl, silently.

Barbossa stood at the highest point of the stern, raised his head and shouted loudly:

"Hector Barbossa, the first mate of the Black Pearl, salutes you all! I don't know which captain is commanding this invincible battleship that is unparalleled in the world. Can you come out and talk about it?"

Still silent.

The huge crowned lion, which is the head of the Holy Trinity, opened its huge mouth, as if making a silent mockery.

Just as Barbossa and the others were under increasing pressure, 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 uniform!

"Look, Hector is so nervous, he really should find a brilliant painter to paint this scene." Jack muttered nonsense, still lying on the railing on the edge of the deck and looking down of the Black Pearl.

"Jack Sparrow! Why are you on the Holy Trinity?"

Barbossa shouted: "Are you captured again? Or have you provoked the Spanish Navy and the Marquis of Gonzalo?"

At this moment, another head appeared not far from Jack's side.

Second Jack.

He glanced at the first Jack: "Hector, did he take the wrong medicine?"

"He's getting old too, it's normal to have problems here." The first Jack pointed to his head, then shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands: "Maybe he will soon be replaced by his mentor and go to the countryside to grow crops. Old age is Hector's home."

The second Jack was overjoyed: "Then can I be promoted to the post of first mate of the Black Pearl?"

"No, you're the boatman on the Holy Trinity, and I'm the lookout, always." The first Jack shook his head.

The second Jack slumped back on the railing dejectedly: "...It's boring."

Immediately afterwards, the third Jack also appeared from the side with a calm expression: "A bunch of scumbags! Hurry up and work! If you are lazy, you will be rewarded with a few whips!"

"Yes, sir!" The first two Jacks quickly stood at attention and saluted, then disappeared from the edge of the deck.

Everyone on the Black Pearl below looked dumbfounded.

Is our navigator, Mr. Jack, crazy, or are we crazy?

###Chapter 26 Chance ###

The Journey of the Outlander The Outlander and the Full-Time Hunter Chapter 26 Opportunity to climb the rope ladder to the deck of the Holy Trinity, the sailors of the Black Pearl seem to have entered the Grand View Garden, only 'Wow', 'God', 'Praise' Captain' etc barren words.

The Holy Trinity was like the shock of a commoner stepping on the flight deck of the Liaoning to the bitter [-]th century sailors.

"So... this guy also learned Captain Heather's 'witchcraft'?"

Barbossa looked at the pile of 'Jacks' in front of him, and didn't know which one to talk to, so he could only mutter to himself.

One of them, Jack in a black hood, walked up to Barbossa with his orchid fingers and said triumphantly, "You have to admit, Hector, I've always been gifted at this. Remember that goat exorcism? A crossbow, an hourglass, three goats, you play the trumpet, I'm in charge..."

He raised his hands in front of him and shook them vigorously, as if he was using magic: "...this. The girl from the fishing village was also rescued because of this, right?"

"That girl just caught the cold! Your so-called 'exorcism ritual' is useless, and it makes us all watched as clowns by those fishermen!"

Barbossa yelled angrily, that was 12 years ago, it was simply his dark history.

"Hector, if you want to learn, it's not impossible, but you have to swear to give me the position of first mate of the Black Pearl." A certain Jack quietly rubbed against Barbossa and bewitched.

"Don't give it to him, give it to me! He's just a boatman, and I'm a boatman! Do you like rat and potatoes?" Another Jack jumped up in front of Barbossa, his eyebrows twitching like a twitching seagull.

"Damn it, it's like a swarm of flies... Get the hell out of there!"

Barbossa was so annoyed by the Jacks that he pushed them away, shouting, "Let the real Jack speak to me! What about the others?"

Step, step, step...

The collision between the hard boot soles and the deck made a thudding sound of footsteps, and the group of 'Jacks' automatically divided into two sides to leave a narrow path, revealing the figures behind them.

Jack wore a luxurious trench coat and a gold-trimmed captain's hat that had been turned over from the captain's room, and supported the flashy gold-carved sword around his waist. He walked to Barbossa at a pace that he did not recognize. He first turned around in place, and then He raised his head and closed his eyes, intoxicatedly fanning the scent of perfume that was so rich in his nose:

"This old-fashioned first mate, are you looking for the designated owner of the Holy Trinity, the great Captain Jack Sparrow?"

The corners of Barbossa's eyes twitched, this cheap look... Yes, this is definitely the body.

"Damn Jack Sparrow, do you know how much trouble you've caused us? This is the flagship of the Spanish Navy! The invincible Holy Trinity!"

Barbossa grabbed Jack by the collar, foaming from his mouth: "The Spanish Navy will chase us to the ends of the earth forever! I should have tied you to a cannon and sank to the bottom of the sea! No, no, here it is! Before that, I have to send you and this Holy Trinity back to Marquis Gonzalo!"

"...You're so brave, Hector." Jack looked at Barbossa with a weird expression, a contrived expression of your hopelessness.

Before Barbossa could recall his thoughts, he heard a familiar voice from behind:

"My dear first mate, to whom are you going to give my Holy Trinity and my apprentice?"

Bang!Jack fell to the ground, and Barbossa, who let go of his hand, forced an embarrassed smirk on his face, turned around and touched his chest with one hand, and bowed deeply in the exaggerated style of a theatrical actor:

"Respected lord, it turns out that this mighty world's most powerful warship is your trophy. Please forgive the stupidity of your loyal chief officer."

The footsteps walked unhurriedly to Barbossa, who was in a bowed position. Just as Barbossa was sweating and his mind was turning, he felt a hand tap his shoulder lightly, Heather. The voice also sounded:

"Don't be so nervous. When everyone says the wrong thing, I don't deliberately play a cruel and ruthless captain on weekdays, right?"

"Yes, your kindness and broad-mindedness make us ashamed." Barbossa answered quickly.

"You know, although I am a bit mentally clean, I can't help but take care of my subordinates who have surrendered to me. This is called 'protecting the short' in my hometown. Is this a bad habit?" Heather's voice was still unhurried.

"No no no, I think your habit is very good and worth continuing to carry forward."

Barbossa didn't even dare to lift his waist.He knew very well that although he was temporarily the first mate of the Black Pearl, it was only because Heather felt that he was still useful, so he did not let himself take the springboard or be forcibly banished to the desert island.

This captain, who is more of a knight or an explorer than a pirate, has no sympathy for a pirate who has committed numerous crimes.Jack, who never kills innocent people and even has a ridiculous conscience in his heart, is the subordinate that Heather values.

Now that Blackbeard's trace has been found, and he has newly acquired a powerful battleship like the Holy Trinity, he can't prevent Heather's righteous heart from attacking, and slaughter himself, who has lost its use value.Thinking of this, the sweat on Barbossa's forehead flowed even faster, dripping onto the deck.

Seeing the ruthless and vicious pirate captain in front of him, sweating profusely, maintaining a bowing posture, Heather also fell into contemplation.

Barbossa guessed right. At first, Heather did plan to use Barbossa's sailing knowledge and rich experience in managing sailors to find Blackbeard. After finding the trail, he would be sent to the underworld with the innocents killed by him. meet.

But, how should I put it, Heather himself is not a good person in the conventional sense. At least he doesn't have any psychological fluctuations when he kills people. He doesn't feel the 'vomiting syndrome after murder' that is often written in it.

Heather has been with Barbossa for more than half a year since he traveled to the world of Pirates of the Caribbean, and the other party is still loyal and humble to him.Gradually, his killing intent towards him also faded a lot.

But if he didn't kill him, how could he ensure that he wouldn't continue killing innocent people after he left this world?

Well...there is.

【Restrictions and Oaths】!

Since his first mate wants to learn the ability so much, then it is good to teach him, but when he cultivates, he must set up a strict [restriction and oath] under his own supervision - not allowing Barbossa to let himself and his His subordinates harm innocent people in any form.

Once violated, Barbossa will be attacked by the terrifying power of mind, and [lose life] is only the beginning for him.

What?What if Barbossa hadn't learned the ability to read and could not conclude [Constraint and Oath] when Heather was about to leave this world?Then I had to kill it. What's the point of hesitating? The opportunity has already been given to him, and he is useless.

Thinking of this, Heather felt at ease, and his thoughts were clear!

###Chapter 27 Bet ###

The Journey of the Outlander The Outlander and the Full-Time Hunter Chapter 27 Bet This is a story about licking a dog to the end.

Relying on his loyalty and prudence, Barbossa not only saved his own life, but even obtained the same qualifications as Jack's ability to train.

Facts have proved that the only way to win the loyalty of the subordinates is to use both kindness and power.It is necessary to let them see their thunder methods clearly, and to give them some care occasionally, at least Barbossa likes this.

Since then, Barbossa has truly and completely loyal to Heather, and has no second thoughts.

There was only one thing that bothered him—Barbossa had to call Jack 'Senior,' according to Heather.

Fortunately, Heather didn't insist on this. He only had one request for Barbossa.

"My loyal first officer, you need to squeeze all your spare time to learn and exercise your mind ability. I will only give you three months."

Heather felt it was necessary to give Barbosa some urgency: "Don't let me down."

"Yes, my lord, your will is the compass of my actions." Barbossa replied sincerely with an exaggerated aria.

Heather nodded in satisfaction. Unlike Jack, who was lazy, Barbossa seemed energetic, which was a good thing.

He turned his head to look at Nieto and his daughter, who were standing trembling 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 breathe in front of Heather, Nieto felt that it was an extremely heroic performance that he could barely stand.He shook his head and nodded: "My lord, it's the clue I provided."

Heather opened her arms with a smile, and one after another light eggs emerged from her side: "The promise I made will never fail. Do you want to get [healing] or a bag of gold coins? It's your choice."

Nieto didn't even think about it, and immediately pushed the little Luna, who was afraid to speak, to him, and pleaded, "Sir, I don't want money, I just ask you to be merciful, can you allow me to heal the ] to my daughter Luna? She's getting worse and worse, and the doctor even said..."

Heather raised his hand to signal Nieto to shut up, then walked slowly to Luna and crouched down.Looking at this plain-looking but well-behaved and sensible child, he pointed to the scarab beetle that was hanging beside him and stretched out, and asked gently:

"Are you scared?"

Luna shook her head: "Don't be afraid, these little bugs are so warm, and Luna likes them."

Heather raised her mouth and touched Luna's little head: "Good boy."

Then he snapped his fingers, and the three scarabs immediately floated to Luna's side, lying on top of her head, chest, and back, respectively, and the Cubalot rune behind her began to emit warm golden fluorescence.

Nieto didn't dare to breathe, but stood aside nervously, the knuckles of his clasped fingers turning white.

According to Light Egg's feedback, Heather also clearly knew Luna's physical condition. If she continued to let it go, the little girl would die from the torment of illness within half a year.

But for [Light Egg], this is not a problem.

Under the golden glow, little Luna's pale complexion gradually turned ruddy. She only felt that the pain that had tormented her for many years disappeared from her body, and her whole body became stronger, and the whole world seemed to become brighter.

After about half a minute, the golden light gradually disappeared, and little Luna became healthy and full of vitality.