Without a doubt, if Sheyan requested to train with the two pirates, Crow and Sata, they definitely wouldn't reject. Nevertheless, Sheyan was helplessly certain of one thing – no matter how much time he spent training with them, he wouldn't be able to improve in the slightest. Because his body was too weak, his foundation was too low. This was just like a male pervert who had seen countless women, but when he transmigrated into a 5 or 6 year old little shota, he was powerless in front of a beautiful woman who could be plucked by him. It was the same logic.
"I'm afraid my understanding of the storyline was too advanced." Sheyan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He did not expect that he would end up overreaching himself. Under normal circumstances, being able to become the crew head of the Bell and Mug was already the limit of this world. Therefore, he could learn from those pirates with lower statuses than himself. But what was this place? One of the three legendary pirate ships, the Flying Dutchman! Naturally, Sheyan could not learn from them through trickery. If not for Sheyan being an expert in organizing and scouting, Davy Jones would not have been able to give him the temporary position of third officer.
After sending off the two pirates, Sheyan laid down in his cabin and fell into a deep sleep. His physical body was extremely fatigued, in addition to the hustle and bustle, he could not help but feel that the gains did not make up for the losses. His heart was filled with regret, and he fell into a deep sleep. But Sheyan was extremely careful, before he slept, he placed a sheathed cutlass behind the cabin door. Currently, the Flying Dutchman was anchored in the sea, the winds and waves were not huge, hence the ship was extremely stable. Once there was any movement from the cabin door, the cutlass would definitely make a sound.
However, Sheyan's sleep wasn't very peaceful. The root of the problem was still Davy Jones, obviously his relationship with the Fokke family was not shallow. Don't forget, the current Madam Fokke died in Sheyan's hands! Although Sheyan believed that he did this secretly, but Davy Jones's personal strength was as deep as the ocean. His future identity was a bridge between the underworld and the living world, a ferryman who helped ferry drowned sailors. Who knows, he might have some strange abilities. Facing such a monster, Sheyan did not have the confidence to conceal his secret. Once this matter was exposed, who knew what the consequences would be? Under such circumstances, Sheyan naturally had to be extremely cautious.
After sleeping for an unknown period of time, he suddenly heard a 'dang' sound, as though something had fallen and even bounced a few times on the ground. He immediately sprang up from his bed instinctively. As he sprang up, he opened his eyes and saw that the wooden bolt of the cabin door had already been pulled open. The sheathed broadsword had already fallen to the ground. A small slit appeared on the cabin door, slightly swaying as it opened. A figure dressed in grey clothes was hastily fleeing outside.
Sheyan's eyes flashed, he immediately sprang up from the bed and chased after him. Very obviously, if Davy Jones wanted to harm him, he didn't need to be so sneaky. That meant, this person's actions were behind Davy Jones' back and he acted on his own accord! At this moment, for some unknown reason, he suddenly recalled the piercing gaze that seemed to be able to penetrate his internal organs when he first boarded the ship!
At present, Sheyan had already latched onto the pirate's silhouette tightly. The distance between the two was only 5-6 metres. On this crowded pirate ship, as long as they encountered any pirate, they would definitely help the newly appointed Third Officer Sheyan, and not the pirate in front. Therefore, Sheyan's lips curled into a cold sneer. He gazed at the frantically fleeing pirate, as though he was looking at a prey that was already in his bag.
But at this moment, Sheyan's ears suddenly resounded with a loud boom! Following that, the entire 'Flying Dutchman's' hull rippled to the side, roughly shifting 2-3 metres! His entire body staggered as though he was about to fall. Such a scene wasn't unfamiliar to Sheyan, it was a sign that the cannons on the side of the pirate ship had simultaneously opened fire!
… …..
In such a sudden change, Sheyan didn't anticipate such a sudden situation. Moreover, his agility wasn't his forte, thus he staggered and nearly fell. Taking advantage of this situation, the pirate he was chasing nimbly leapt up, using the wooden wall as leverage, he cleverly leapt to a fork in the road. When Sheyan stabilised his balance, he had already been tossed out of sight.
At this moment, Sheyan could see the shadow of a sail from afar. Gradually, another majestic and majestic warship sailed out from the sea fog, it was even comparable to the 'Flying Dutchman'. It was shockingly another legendary pirate ship, the 'Queen Anne's Revenge'. At this moment, Sheyan couldn't be bothered with the pirate who wanted to ambush him. He instantly understood why he hadn't met anyone after chasing this pirate for so long. It was because the pirates had all returned to their posts and were in full formation! Only ….. Sheyan still couldn't understand why the 'Queen Anne's Revenge' would suddenly engage in battle with the 'Flying Dutchman'.
Another rumbling of cannons could be heard from the opposite side, it should be Blackbeard's order to retaliate. But at this moment, Sheyan realized something wasn't right. Although the smell of gunpowder was heavy, there was a very important sign missing. That was the splashing of water from the cannonballs. At this moment, most of the cannonballs were solid. Even if they missed and didn't hit the ship, they would still incite high waves. But after a round of cannon fire between the two ships, the sea remained calm and tranquil. This could only mean one thing – they were firing cannons at each other! Thinking carefully, don't talk about Sheyan, even a child would understand that they were firing cannons at each other.
At this moment, both sides started to wave their flags and exchange information. After a short while, the 'Queen Anne's Revenge' approached, anchoring 2 nautical miles away. From above, a small boat was tossed down and used the wind to sail closer. Sheyan couldn't see clearly who was on the ship, but the pirates were solemnly standing on the deck. Although their attire was tattered and their formation was disorderly, they looked like a strict British navy. Even the arrogant Davy Jones was standing on the deck, his hands folded across his chest as though he couldn't care less. Such a standard of welcome obviously exposed the identity of the person who was receiving them. To be able to make Davy Jones take the initiative to welcome them, naturally it was the captain of the 'Queen Anne's Revenge', Blackbeard.
What happened next had nothing to do with Sheyan. How could the meeting of the two titans have anything to do with a puny third mate like him? He returned to his cabin, but his mind was pondering about the matter of the ambusher. Fortunately, he was still the third mate of the ship, although he didn't have much prestige as a newcomer, but his role as an assistant to the navigator was extremely intimidating to the majority of pirates.
A navigator's authority was to be able to accurately find various sailing routes in the boundless sea. Some navigators were even able to draw up sea charts and sailing routes, and after washing their hands of it, they could sell it for a high price. (Incidentally, those who believe they will transmigrate would bring along a world map. If they really transmigrated to the middle ages, this item could be described as a priceless treasure. Back then, for the sake of the Cape of Good Hope's sea route map, thousands of people died.) Therefore, even if someone died during a voyage, the navigator had to give his blessings, if not, his soul would never be able to return to his homeland. Naturally, anything related to a navigator would cause the majority of pirates to feel a sense of mystery and reverence.
Sheyan relied on his status and authority, naturally he was able to pass through the ship without any obstructions. Although the Flying Dutchman was massive in size, he only needed to call upon the two local pirate heads, Mohan and Sata. With their accompaniment, it wouldn't take long before they would be able to easily ferret out the bastard who plotted against him. When a person arrives at an unfamiliar place, the greatest taboo was to be in the dark while he was in the light. Sheyan naturally wouldn't commit such a low level mistake, because he had offended too many people in this world. Therefore, he had to quickly ferret out the hidden enemy, and then rely on his current status to deal with him!
But just as Sheyan was about to go out to look for her, the second officer Old Bill brought two men in. Glancing at Sheyan, his gaze was filled with disdain. Using Sheyan's words in the present world, it would be 'his eyelids are only half closed'.
"The boss is calling for you, he wants you to go immediately."
Sheyan was stunned, but looking at the two bulky and tyrannical pirates, he knew that under such circumstances, he had to go even if he didn't want to. He could only helplessly stand up and follow, but secretly he had already made preparations to immediately return if he was attacked. He followed the three of them as they made several turns on the gigantic Flying Dutchman. Not long later, they arrived at Davy Jones' captain's room. Old Bill was already standing at the door, his face gloomy as he raised his chin to signal Sheyan to enter.
Davy Jones' captain's room was rather spacious, the surrounding wooden planks were made of thick pine wood, and there was a smell of tobacco mixed with rum. In the room, there was a bed, a storage box, maps and diagrams, an oil painting of the 'Unicorn of the Sea', and on a shelf was a row of logbooks. In front of the sturdy beech wood table, there was a tobacco pouch. Sheyan had seen it in the present world before, it was made from sealskin, that kind of raw sealskin with fur, and had a leather cord to tie it up. It was said that this type of tobacco pouch could successfully prevent the tobacco from getting damp and increase its fragrance. (To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support, is my greatest motivation.)
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