Chapter 56: A Letter from Home (I)
Let's move forward the clock by ten minutes.
Location: On the Bell and Glass, although the pirate ship is already at its best and its defenses are empty, it is also very stable with the presence of Armand, who has a high authority. Most of the pirates left behind were old, weak, sick and disabled, but everyone was united, at least on the surface, there was no sign of panic and worry. There were no lights on the ship, no one made a loud noise, it was in good order, and even spirits and gauze were ready to bandage the wounds.
It is worth mentioning that the long-legged Robben, who was picked up by Fang Senyan, was also among those left behind.
On the surface, Robben's stay was an accidental move by Armand in order to leave behind a mid-level member of the pirate to facilitate the management and relay of his orders. In fact, everyone knew that it was actually Armand who could not worry about the boatswain of Mori Yan, so of course he had to separate Robben, who had been pulled up by him, from him, lest the two of them join forces and make some trouble out of his nose - especially under the lure of a possible huge fortune.
However, Robben, the old fritter, did not show anything abnormal about Armand's arrangement, for this guy who has been in the pirates of the Caribbean for decades, it can be described in five words, that is, "if you have milk, you are a mother", whoever can give him greater benefits is his loyal object.
The flames in the distance stained the night sky red, and there were terrible screams from time to time, Robben took out a beautiful gold-inlaid pocket watch in his arms (note: pocket watches were only produced in the late 17th century, you should have this thing equipped with souls) looked at it, nodded, and then glanced enviously at the port of Tutuga on the shore, and then walked to the lower cabin. Outside Fang Senyan's cabin stood two pirates with thick shoulders and round waists, who were bored and leaning on the pillar next to them, picking their nails, picking their nostrils, counting flies, and scratching their toes. Robben immediately coughed after reading it, and scolded loudly with a straight face:
"Look what you're doing! The great Captain Armand has told you to protect Mr. Kerry, and you two fools dare to desert? ”
The two pirates immediately bounced as if they had been stabbed by a knife, and looked at Robben's dead face like playing cards, and could only smile and take out dozens of shillings to stuff Robben and beg his old man to raise his noble hand. Robben naturally refused sternly at first, until most of the money in the two pirates' purses fell into his hands, and then he snorted softly and waved them away, and then pushed open the hatch and walked in. The two pirates naturally cursed wildly in their stomachs, and greeted the female surnames of Robben's entire family in their minds.
As soon as the door opened, the fat man Kerry didn't know what he was doing, and suddenly he jumped up, and his face was a little pale, looking like a thief who had been caught as an unlucky guy. He looked at Robben with a dry smile, and suddenly asked nervously:
"Mr. Robben, are they coming back in triumph?"
Robben felt that the fat man Kerry's expression was quite strange, but he only thought that this guy was a little concerned, so he bowed slightly and said:
"Dear Mr. Kerry, the boatswain has entrusted me with one thing before he departs, and that is that if he has not returned an hour and a half after his departure, he shall pass on this letter to you. Please pay attention to the time, I have fulfilled my promise and handed over this letter to you on time. ”
Kerry obviously didn't expect this, and couldn't help but be a little stunned:
"Letter?"
Robben nodded and said solemnly:
"You can rest assured that when I got the letter, I swore in the name of my father's soul that I would never peek at it, and that I would definitely deliver it to you on time, so that there was no second person in the letter except the boatswain."
In this world, because of the existence of various supernatural events and magic, the oath is not as widespread and unbinding as in the real world, but is a rather solemn act. And swearing in the name of his father's soul is the heaviest kind of oath - of course, the main reason why Robbenken did this is that Fang Senyan gave a full ten pounds in advance.
Kerry took the letter delivered by Robben with doubts, and couldn't wait to tear open the envelope and read it, after the first glance, the cold sweat on Kerry's forehead was already trickling down, because at the beginning of the letterhead, there were eleven words written "Dear Demolition Expert Mr. Kerry"!
Dear Demolition Expert Mr. Kerry,
Please forgive me for not calling you that until this time. In fact, from the moment we first met, I had a relatively clear inference about your identity and expertise.
First of all, you are a person who is not a threat in terms of melee or ranged attacks, but you are able to participate in the important operation of blasting Tituga Castle in your organization, which means that you should have a very important tactical position in this project! In terms of the initial difficulty of the space we are currently in, there are not too many non-combat positions in the team that can be called "important", combined with the special surnames of the nightmare space: nothing more than pervasive reconnaissance achieved by high perception, extensive contacts obtained by virtue of high charisma, strong team buffs brought by high intelligence or high spirit, and of course, blasting operations that can be called the core position.
In these posts, your perception is obviously not high, otherwise you will not be able to choose the correct escape route, so that you will be chased to the brink of despair by those guards. Your charisma is so low that you have to rely on my prestige to borrow money from pirates - and you may have the remaining two.
However, the reaction of the rest of the team betrays you - if you're the kind of person who can give the team a strong buff, then they will definitely take any approach to find you, rather than being so indifferent to your life and death as they are now.
After ruling out the rest of the possibilities, the remaining one, no matter how incredible, must be the correct answer. Of course, if I only have the above information, then I am not sure that the great title of Demolitionist will be firmly on your head. However, I noticed a small thing, and that was that after the decisive battle against the Armada, you actually made a lot of personal contributions, and received a reward of at least two ancient gold pounds.
Following this clue, I investigated and found that your contribution was actually obtained by working with the gunners in the bilge! The gunner, very frankly, told his boatswain that when the honorable Mr. Kerry was next to him to reload the gunpowder, he could miraculously make the cannon he controlled farther and more powerful! In this way, Dear Mr. Kerry, the last powerful piece of the puzzle in my reasoning is thus compensated.
If the title of Demolition Specialist were to be placed on your head, it would explain why you resolutely refused to return to the team and relied on the ship even if you did everything - due to your unique fighting style, you would probably be on the verge of playing soy sauce when you returned to the team, and it would be more convenient to stay on this pirate ship - for you, you can use my reputation as a cover to do a lot on the ship.
Let's say I borrowed a lot of money from pirates and put it on me, or ...... Taking advantage of the sufficient time on the ship, a large number of psychic bombs were created and secretly planted in various parts of the ship.
Oh! Dear Cousin Kerry, please don't get excited, and be careful that low, hard cabin roof will hurt your head. Since I dare to come to such a conclusion, there is naturally sufficient evidence.
Unlike you, my perception is a full fourteen points, and with my deliberate attention, I can barely determine the approximate range of what threatens my life. After my careful search, I finally found a small bomb stuck under the stool, and I can't help but admit that this kind of bomb made by mental power is indeed very hidden, it can be called a work of art, and it is hard to imagine that it can be rubbed at will like chewing gum has such amazing power. Of course, according to my observations, the cycle for you to make it is also quite long, it should be every twenty-four hours or so.
ps: Fang Senyan's perception is not as high as Armand's, but because he already has a preconceived idea of danger in his heart, he deliberately looks for a bomb that can be detected, but Armand can't. This truth is like a rat at home, even if you are short-sighted, you can deliberately find the mouse hole, and the pilot who comes to your house to play may not be able to find the mouse hole.
After seeing all the arrangements you've worked on, I'm able to roughly guess your plan. You have no doubt a vicious and precise vision, when all the pirates, including mine, have their eyes on the rich port of Tutuga and the legendary castle of wealth. Instead, you put the breach on the pirate ship Bells and Glasses.
Judging by the area where your bombs are located, you've targeted Armand's Captain's Room - think of Pirates of the Caribbean 4, where Blackbeard's Captain's Room even has a dozen rum bottles with dark magic on display, including legendary ships like the Black Pearl! Armand this guy certainly can't be compared to Blackbeard, but, but! He is, after all, one of the future Seven Pirate Kings! The wealth in his captain's room must only be described as huge!
All you lack is a timing—a moment of utter emptiness on the bell and the glass.
At that point, you'll be able to detonate the bomb in the bilge and create a huge mess, while taking the opportunity to blow open the door to the captain's quarters, loot everything you want, and escape along the path you planted the bomb in advance. Anyone who pursues you will be swept into the air by a massive explosion that follows, and will die in agony.
It just so happens that I'm also sweeping away the powerful people on this pirate ship, such as former boatswain Cuarón, Erwin, and others, and these powerful guys will also be a stumbling block to your plans. Therefore you are not only refreshed in your heart, but also determined to wait in the boat for a better time - and I have to admit that I have taken advantage of this psychology to get a lot of advantage from you, and the merciful God will bless you.
(To be continued)