The night is still very dark, especially outside the Port of Marseille, since there are no longer any fishing boats that dare to go out late at night.
At this moment, the Black Baron silently extinguished the lights on the ship and quietly approached the large ship in the distance, the legendary Satisfaction filled with the plundered treasures of the brutal Henry Morgan.
To be honest, it caught the eyes of the crew of the Black Baron like a firefly on a summer night on the dark night sea.
Zhao Qian stood helplessly on the deck, and the first mate Leon had already begun to direct the sailors on the ship to take action in English with a Spanish accent.
But he had nothing to do.
Even when he wanted to ask the people who were busy around him, he subconsciously lowered his voice along with the flow, although this seemed a bit self-deceiving in the eyes of some people.
Walking down the cabin, I watched one sailor after another begin to wipe the dark and shiny cannons, and the cannonballs were coded one by one in an orderly manner.
Everyone works with infinite enthusiasm, and after completing this task, they will spread throughout the seven seas along with Captain Bartholomew's deeds.
At that time, even if you work on other ships, you will definitely be treated differently than ordinary sailors.
Highly motivated.
But he didn't even dare to breathe too loudly.
Zhao Qian couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he simply looked at his attributes on the ticket on his wrist, and without stopping, walked towards the captain's cabin where Bartholomew was.
At the top of the ship, Leon was still directing people and steering the rudder with both hands.
This man will only show his other ferocious side in front of his enemies and subordinates.
"Name: Zhao Qian" "Bloodline: Human."
"Strength: 15 points 105."
"Agility: 10:55" "Stamina: 25 points 10105 points" "Perception: 18 points 855 points" "Charm: 5 points" "Wisdom: 5 points" "Spirit: 5 points" Equipment: White Fang, Shower Rain, Demonic Tadpole, Human Leather Gloves, Nameless Statue, Giant Crossbow, Seven Evils Formation Blueprint "Hidden talent: Counterattack passive.
Any physical cold weapon or fist attack you perform may interrupt the opponent's skill casting and cause an additional 25 points of damage if it hits the opponent."
"Special Passive: Beast Intuition: Your judgments on certain things begin to have instinctive answers.
You can unconsciously discover many unexpected things, especially dangers.
You can choose to avoid or deal with them.
Note: You are in This passive will be removed when the equipment is lost."
"Basic footwork v2, basic endurance v1, basic melee v1, fighting proficiency v1.
Special power skills v3.
Protection 150150.
Foil professional v1."
"Milestone Title: Demon Banner v1: After wearing this title, all spellcasters will reduce the damage by 5 to your targeted spells, and increase your status of causing an additional 5 damage to the unit.
Note: This status can be used during combat.
Stacked within 10 minutes.”
"Tip: You can only wear one title and it cannot be switched during battle."
Here, the title of Demon Banner seems to have never been used.
It seems that I have always encountered very few spellcasters, or none at all.
The ship was coming in, very fast.
The passive state of the ship hunter makes this ship much faster than ordinary ships.
Except for a ship that will appear in dozens or hundreds of years, it is one of the few fast ships in the world.
And the owner of that clipper left an indelible mark on the world because of his beloved ship.
Black Pearl.
Jack Sparrow.
"Work harder, boys.
After this is done, we can take a good rest for a few years."
Leon's low growl could still be heard outside the cabin door, and the sound was a bit like the whine of a big dog when it was guarding food.
Zhao Qian stood in front of the wooden door of the captain's cabin and knocked on the cabin door of the Black Baron's captain's cabin.
"Please come in."
There was a sound of Bartholomew's tired voice coming from inside the door.
It was obvious that this old guy who was still just a mortal would also be tired, especially in the face of such a thrilling gamble.
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From Zhao Qian's perspective, this premeditated attack on the Satisfactory was tantamount to a gamble.
And the bet is just whether Henry Morgan, the tiger, will make a momentary oversight, allowing Bartholomew, the wolf, who has long coveted, to get his wish.
"Buzz" The door was pushed open by Zhao Qian directly.
Unlike the sailors who usually walked in cautiously, he did not have the habit of fearing a normal person.
Only his strength did not exceed his seriousness.
As for IQ, in a sense, all high intelligence only comes from the amount of information a person has obtained.
Now he was guessing more and more about what the woman wanted, and he only needed the answer from the middle-aged Westerner sitting on the fur chair in front of him.
Bartholomew knocked on his old pipe made of special wood.
In fact, this was one of the habits he had been thinking about.
This pipe plundered from the mysterious seas of the East has a refreshing and calming effect on any tobacco smoked.
Zhao Qian casually pulled up a chair and sat down, as if he was the master here.
But the captain opposite him seemed to be used to it.
In a sense, Bartholomew indulged the talented and accomplished young people under him because he was very confident, and he was confident that the people under him would not be better than him.
Being jealous of the talented and capable is what a mediocre person would do.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to achieve the title of Black Baron in just three years.
In the seven seas, even the feared pirate kings would be in awe of him when they see him.
A smoky room.
Zhao Qian glanced at the layout of this independent room casually.
A single bed that is enough for a normal adult Western man to stretch out, a long mahogany table, a few chairs, and a coffee table.
But in fact, this is not the entire space of this room.
What fills the space of the captain's cabin is a museum shelf with various things and a large bookshelf with various books.
Yes, it is filled with all kinds of handwritten notes, ranging from paper bamboo carvings from the East to sheepskin scrolls from the West to metal books from Egypt.
"Fusuosi, is something wrong?"
Bartholomew sat there with absolutely no aristocratic demeanor that he envied, only the aura of a powerful person and a certain cunningness that he was born with and couldn't get rid of.
Looking at the wrinkles on the forehead of the man in front of him and the natural white curly hair, an inexplicable bookish aura vaguely appeared on this great pirate who had killed countless people, but this seemed too contradictory.
Zhao Qian complained unconsciously, but he was thinking more.
Straightforward, said in one sentence.
"If your purpose is as simple as Morgan's jewelry, it will be everywhere in the seven seas."
Bartholomew looked at him but did not respond directly.
He looked at his newly adopted third officer with his black pupils, and he knew that this former French nobleman was actually much smarter than he thought.
That's why he recruited him.
Wales can't just need an arm like Leon who doesn't think too much about the route.
He also needs another left hand who sees more and does less.
Everyone thinks that the right hand is much more important than the left hand, but who knows that when you are in danger, your left hand will always protect you first.
He added a pinch of Oriental tobacco leaves to his pipe and lit it.
Bartholomew said that compared to Zhao Qian's outspokenness, his words were much more secretive and had more meaning.
"Young man, nothing is immune to death, as long as you are still alive." dividing line In a tavern called Troubadour in Marseille Port, Edward Teague drank another glass of gold medal rum he ordered.
In fact, the rum here is not as good as the taverns outside.
It can even be said that it is like the "dog urine" in the mouth of the drunkard who was lying on the table next to him.
Yes, after taking another sip, he was sure that the bartender in this store had secretly mixed the wine with no less than five glasses of raw water in one bucket of wine.
The increasingly bleak business in the tavern is a good explanation for all this.
But this time it was different.
If it had been in the past, this cool pirate would have simply changed to a tavern instead of sitting here, like a torture victim, punishing himself bit by bit.
For alcoholics who love to drink, this is it, especially the favorite of pirates, gold medal rum.
Edward Teague stole a glance at the girl not far away who was bringing him a drink.
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Well, he fell in love with her.
That's it.
The man who had taken a few sips now was even thinking about the name of his child in the future.
Also called Edward Teague, how about that sounds great, old Teague and little Teague.
Just like myself and my father.
He took another sip of the strange-tasting wine and took one last look at the girl he liked.
The pub is closing.
Troubadour Tavern.
A nice, good name. s: A serious spoiler that you have to know.
I checked the information, Jack Sparrow, that crazy guy's father is named Dewar Teague.
God knows why his last name was Sparrow.
The name of his father's ship was the Troubadour, and it was a ship no less powerful than the three legendary ships later in the timeline.
However, due to the need to protect the code, it spends most of its time docked in the shipwreck port.
Also, the dog with the key in its mouth looks like it belongs to their family but is not familiar with Jack.
And Jack's father is definitely proficient in black magic.
In some ways, this has nothing to do with the plot here.
Although the travelers change the world of the story, the station always has a way to repair the world of the story.
This is a very critical point
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