"Vincent!"

William watched in amazement as Vincent Knightley Woodridge walked in step by step, he was dressed in a black coat, the cuffs were connected to the edge of the coat with pure white lace, and he was also wearing a small cloak of the same color, and there was a golden hollow half-cross on the left chest on the front, which was wrapped around two golden chains, from the left chest to the crystal buckle on the right chest, he raised his head, his golden curls were against his fair cheeks, and he glanced at William with slightly flushed eyes, and then moved his gaze to Jack Brown. Sparrow.

"I'm so sorry, I won't allow you to take him because he's mine."

Vincent Knightley Woodridge looked at Jack Sparrow's forehead in a flat and natural tone, and the blonde doll he held in his hand smiled gently and harmlessly at everyone as if in response to his words.

"Are you······ The young master of the Woodridge family? ”

Jack Sparrow frowned.

Vincent Knightley Woodridge nodded, the blonde doll in his hand □□ with his movements, and the strange shape made people can't help but smile, but as long as they think that this is Vincent Knightley Woodridge's doll, they will be inexplicably chilled.

The Woodridge family, whose old mother is the same father as the current Queen of England, and also has the title of duke, in addition to receiving a little money every year, has no real power, but it is now mainly relying on the operation of large shopping malls and some of its by-industries to make a living, and exported overseas, because of their relationship with the British royal family, and the successive heads of the family are some far-sighted people, so, rich, powerful, I am afraid that it is the Woodrich family, in such a family, it is really not a rational behavior.

Thinking of this, Jack Sparrow raised a smile, looked at Vincent Knightley Woodrich with black eyes, a smile of joy, and his tone was very low, as if he was talking about something that was not very important, "Young Master of the Woodrich family, why do you want to get involved in this matter?" ”

"The Council of Three Hundred is also a matter for the Olympian Twelve, you know," Vincent Netrey Woodridge asked a seemingly unrelated question without answering Jack Sparrow's words.

"I've heard that the members of the Committee of 300 include not only the nobility and royalty of Europe, but also members of other countries."

Jack Sparrow didn't know what Vincent Knightley Woodridge meant, but that didn't stop him from knowing about it, knowing that this mysterious organization was said to have been founded in England, and he didn't know exactly what it was now, but it was said to have something to do with Freemasonry.

"That's pretty much it," Vincent Knightley Woodridge smiled when he heard this, the smile on his face was a little unnatural, and the blonde doll in his hand also shook at this time, as if to match his words, the sapphire eyes looked a little inexplicably terrifying in the white light, "In the eighteenth century, based on the East India Company's Council of Three Hundred, there was a Council of Three Hundred People, and at that time, the Stoke family was also among them, to be honest, as long as it was a big family at that time, Almost all of them are involved in this. ”

"Is the Committee of 300 ······ Anything?" Before Jack Sparrow could finish speaking, he seemed to realize something, and he looked at Vincent Knightley Woodridge in surprise and asked.

"Yes, it has to do with the rumors of pirate treasures that have been making a lot of noise among pirates these days."

Vincent Knightley Woodridge said, walked to William's side, he didn't care about the chains still wrapped around William's body, sat beside him calmly, reached out and picked up the black tea that Jack Sparrow had prepared for William and still had residual warmth, and took a sip gently, "'Earl' black tea, a good choice." ”

"Thank you."

Seeing this, Jack Sparrow sat back in his place, crossed one leg, took a sip of black tea, and was obviously ready to listen to Vincent Knightley Woodridge.

The atmosphere has changed from the tension at the beginning to the eerie peace and tranquility now, it has become too fast, William did not come back to his senses for a while, he looked at Vincent Knightley Woodrich with a comfortable face, and Jack Sparrow, who was about to listen to the story, seeing that the two did not help him at the slightest at the moment, he had to twitch his mouth, and recited a spell "crushed bones" in his mouth, turning the iron chains wrapped around him into iron slag in an instant.

In this regard, Vincent Knightley Woodridge did not react, as if he had expected William to do this, but Jack Sparrow on the side was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened faintly.

It seems that he has guessed that William is probably not an ordinary person,

His previous arrangement was indeed okay for ordinary people, but dealing with that group of people who were not ordinary people probably wouldn't have much impact on them.

The reason why William didn't care about him locking him up was probably not that he was calm, but really calm!

However, there was no time for Jack Sparodo to think about it at this time, because Vincent Knightrey Woodridge had already begun to continue.

"At that time, Empress Elizabeth I issued an amnesty for pirates, the purpose of which was to obtain wealth, and this incident had a great impact on the Committee of the Three Hundred, and more importantly, it brought them a new goal, which they supported and were happy to see, of course, after that they had a close relationship with the pirates, and the pirates at that time gave an important treasure to the Council of the Three Hundred, which was the treasure map in the hands of the Stoke family, of course, why did the pirates hand over that treasure, We don't know if they didn't go on their own, but I suspect that the Committee of Three Hundred forced the pirates to hand it over. ”

Speaking of this, Vincent Netrey Woodridge held the blonde doll in his hand in front of his face, sniffed the long hair of the blonde doll lightly, and the expression on his face became weird, "How can something that is forced to come be a good thing?" In fact, the treasure handed over by the pirates is not actually a treasure. ”

"Not a treasure?"

William was stunned when he heard this, and he looked at Vincent Knightrey Woodridge suspiciously, "What's that?" ”

"Altar."

After Vincent Knightrey Woodridge finished speaking, he moved his gaze to Jack Sparrow's body with a smile on his face, "I think Captain Sparrow probably knows about that place." ”

"You're talking about the altar!"

Jack Sparrow looked at Vincent Knightley Woodridge in surprise, apparently, he didn't believe his words, "What do you think I'll believe what you say?" ”

"I don't think you'll believe it, but facts speak louder than words, and I think you'll know when you see that treasure map."

Vincent Netrey Woodridge said, looking at William with flushed eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled, "William will take you to find that treasure map." ”

Jack Sparrow pondered for a moment, then looked up, looked at Vincent Knightley Woodridge and said, "How do I know if you are all together to deceive me?" ”

"Then it's up to you to believe us," said Vincent Knightley Woodridge, curling his lips at Jack Sparrow, "Of course, I've never been in the mood to cheat on those who are going to die. ”

Jack Sparrow pursed his lips, staring at Vincent Knightley Woodridge with dark eyes, and seeing that he was still complacent, his heart sank, "Okay, I'm willing to believe you once!" ”

······

I don't really know anything, okay?

Why should I be counted as well?

William looked at the two who had already negotiated with an embarrassed expression, with a helpless face.

"I don't think I can take you to see it, right?"

William said, "You know, I don't know where that treasure map is!" ”

"There's a guy who knows, and he'll tell you."

Vincent Knightrey Woodridge didn't think about it, and replied to William, "I think he'll be here soon." ”

"Who?"

William wondered.

"It's the brother of Michael Holmes," said Vincent Knightley Woodridge regretfully, "and I heard that he was a very interesting man, but unfortunately he was not blonde." ”

"Oh, Vincent, you damn bad taste!"

William looked helpless, "Don't you only like blonde women?" ”

Located in Sherlock's ability, William is still very convinced.

He didn't say much about it.

"Did you know that angels have no gender?"

Vincent Knightley Woodridge did not say anything to William's words, only to say something inexplicable.

"Of course I do."

William nodded.

"The fall of the Dawn Star, I'm afraid there is nothing more beautiful than that."

Vincent spoke, standing up with the blonde doll in his arms, and he walked out the door step by step, reading the tattered text in a strange tone:

O bright star, son of the morning, why hast thou fallen from heaven, and thou that conquered the nations hath been cut down to the earth? Thou hast said in thy heart, I will ascend to heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God, I will sit on the mountain where I meet, and I will ascend above the clouds in the uttermost part of the north, and I will be equal to the Most High. But you will fall into Hades, to the deepest part of the pit (1).

The voice faded away, and Vincent's figure disappeared into the room as if he had never been there.

William and Jack Sparrow looked at each other.

Thinking about the chapter Vincent had just read and looking at the pale Jack Sparrow, William suddenly realized.

So it turned out to be like this!