"Your Excellency Henry, the armed clippers have discovered Operation Highreddin from the entrance to the Strait!" Henderson hurried into the captain's room.

"The remaining four ships are heading west?" Henry touched his mustache and fell into deep thought.

"Admiral, what's wrong?" Roland walked over to the Pirate King of the Caribbean and asked softly.

During this period of time, the Holy See Knight had quite mixed feelings about this middle-aged gentleman who had little personal force but represented the most powerful force of his time.

On the one hand, the personal charm of the Admiral of England made him awe-inspired, and on the other hand, the cold personality of the middle-aged gentleman made him deeply disgusted. The siege of Tripoli seemed to him to be an unnecessary massacre, which reminded him of the bloody domination of humanity by the Bloods in the Night World.

"The situation seems a bit strange, although heading west to Athens, Greece, is a wise choice for the current situation in Haireddin, but I always feel that Hairedding is not so simple!" The middle-aged gentleman groaned for a moment and spoke slowly.

"The sea conditions in the Cyclades are complex, and the probability of escaping from the west is higher than that of the north. But if it were me, I would use those three wounded ships as outcasts to delay the enemy's pursuit, and only in this way could I ensure a broken tail and escape! ”

"Sir Henry, you mean that Hayreddin can play tricks?" Henderson asked, confused.

"A man who can be called an invincible pirate king will not be so simple!" Henry said in a deep voice, "It's just that we have determined that the three wounded ships have returned north, and the remaining four warships have acted in unison...... It's a bit confusing! ”

"Did they get support in the last two days?" Henderson had a flash of inspiration and blurted out.

"The two sides have been monitoring each other from a distance, and although there will be blind spots for reconnaissance, this is very unlikely!" Henry took out a pipe and lit it, and slowly puffed out a puff of smoke, "Henderson, you reenact the battle the night before on the chart, and then count the battle losses of both sides!" ”

"Two armed clippers were captured on our side, and their hulls were badly damaged, and it was confirmed that they had to enter the port for repairs. The Ottoman fleet sank two ships and inflicted heavy damage on five, including a giant Arab warship. In addition to the giant battleship, the other four have been confirmed to sink one after another. Henderson reciprocated in the charts and reciprocated solemnly.

"Yesterday evening, the damaged giant battleship and the two Flemish clippers captured by our side went north at night and left the Ottoman fleet, and we did not pursue! To sum up, there were four enemy warships left, including two giant Arab warships. Twenty minutes earlier, a message had been sent from our reconnaissance warships, and all four enemy warships had turned to the west, and their course was confirmed to be Greece. ”

"It seems that I am not old enough to miscalculate, there are indeed only twelve enemy ships!" The middle-aged gentleman knocked his pipe on the table, looked up to the sky and yawned, and said lazily, "O invincible pirate king, it doesn't deserve the name, it looks like Hayreddin is really old!" ”

"No...... Your Excellency the Admiral, I think the Ottomans had not twelve warships, but thirteen! Roland, who had been closing his eyes and recuperating himself, suddenly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"Thirteen?! Roland, are you questioning my ability to deduce? Henderson was stunned for a moment, and then the English boy blushed and protested loudly.

"Henderson, shut up!" A trace of gloom appeared on Henry's face, he scolded the young man, nodded to Roland and said, "Roland, keep talking!" ”

"Henderson, your deduction is not wrong, the Ottoman fleet appeared in battle, and there are indeed only twelve warships!" A strange expression suddenly appeared on Roland's face, "But ...... We all seem to have forgotten that while observing the Ottoman Grand Fleet, it seems that they once had a lead battleship in the center of the route between the two sides......"

"Didn't that ship return to their camp?" Henderson was stunned for a moment and muttered.

"No, from the moment the Ottoman fleet was observed, it was already confirmed that it was twelve battleships! That pilot battleship did not appear again in the entire naval battle, from beginning to end, and the return to the camp was just our own assumption! Henry Morgan's eyes lit up, and he stood up from his chair, "Roland, well done!" ”

"Your Excellency, you have complimented you!" Roland leaned over humbly, "What are we going to do next!" ”

"Although I don't know why that battleship didn't return to the camp, but since this invisible battleship exists, we can't take it lightly!" Henry glanced at Roland lightly, "Roland, since you found it, then I will hand over the last Flemish sailing ship to you." Cover our way back and hold the strait between Paros and Naxos! Can you do it? ”

"Willing to serve you, Your Excellency!" Roland smiled and lifted his sailor's hat, "Then I'll take a dinghy to the Flanders galleon and take over that battleship!" ”

"Your Excellency, why don't you let me take command of the Flemish galleon!" Looking at Roland's back as he went out, Henderson finally couldn't help but say, "Although Roland is also very capable, you should be able to see that he is not good at commanding artillery battles!" ”

"The strait is narrow, and Roland is good enough to do it, if he is not proficient in artillery warfare." Henry looked at the indignant young man, sighed and shook his head, "Henderson, I know what you think, but you are different from Roland, you don't need to fight with someone who is destined to be your subordinate in the future!" ”

"I'm ......" Henderson blushed and bowed his head silently.

"Henderson, you are the man who will inherit the Duke of Buckingham, and your duty is not to be a warrior who charges forward, but to learn to harness many brave and pious warriors like Roland." Henry smiled and patted the English boy on the shoulder.

"The Second Ottoman Privateer Fleet has been destroyed in Tripoli, and when Hayreddin is destroyed, the supremacy of the Mediterranean will belong to England. The alliance between England and the Ottomans had long since died in name, and James I and the Duke of Buckingham would inevitably send fleets to maintain supremacy over the seas. At that time, you will not lack military exploits until the Duke of Buckingham establishes you as heir. A warrior like Roland would be your best assistant, you know? ”

"I ...... I don't want to do anything Duke Buckingham, I just want your approval! Henderson's eyes darkened, and he said in disappointment.

"Joseph, that battleship ......" Roland, who had already boarded the dinghy, flashed his eyes again and again.

"That's right, it's definitely the Vasa!" Joseph's admiration sounded in Roland's mind, "No wonder we haven't run into them in this sea area, that old K guy is so bold!" Tsk, hide from the world under the noses of the two pirate kings! ”

"You don't have to admire him, that guy has a large number of plot navigators under his hands!" Roland muttered dissatisfied.

"Hehe, that's what he's capable of!" Joseph smiled lightly, "Now his arrangement has been clear, let the two pirate kings pinch each other, and he will deal with the temple of gods himself!" I reckon it's time for the Temple of the Gods and the traitor's warship to be here! ”

"Joseph, what do you say we're doing now? Defeating Hayreddin is certainly a big gain, but the team of those traitors is ...... We can't command Henry Morgan again! Roland sighed in frustration.

"Hehe, Roland, don't be discouraged! We have only entered the era of sea power for the first time, and we have only one person and one ghost, and now we have a warship of our own, isn't it still a success? Joseph said lightly.

"Well, I'll admit that the Flemish galleon is not bad, but they are all giant Arab warships, new battleships...... "Roland said with a smile, "I guess those traitors have also got a big ship, and our chances of victory don't seem to be great!" ”

"You fool......," Joseph scolded in hatred, "we can't beat it, can't we use our strength?" As long as the armed clippers get entangled with those traitors' warships, Henry Morgan will help us kill the enemy even if he is not happy, at most ......"

"At most, the plot reputation we have accumulated has been cleared!" Roland said in a deep voice, "You're right, we've completed the main quest. As long as you can kill those traitors again, it's not a pity that there are no follow-up rewards! ”

"Hmm!" Joseph agreed, was silent for a while, and then spoke again, "Roland, tell me honestly, how much time do I have left?" ”

“…… Your soul imprint has long since dissipated, and now you are living in my sea of consciousness as a believer......" Roland's face darkened, and he said softly, "After this world, I'm afraid you will be assimilated by my sea of consciousness, and you should feel it yourself!" ”

Roland ...... Thank you for taking care of me for so long! Joseph muttered.

"You're welcome ......"

"But I still feel assimilated by you as a big man, it's disgusting!"

"Die!"

"Roland ......"

"What?"

"Help me take care of my mother!"

"I know!"