The warm sunlight of the sky shone on the calm, rippling sea level, making it difficult for sailors sailing in the sea to look too visibly into the distance.

A sail battleship named the Royal Seagull, built by a shipyard in the empire on which the sun never sets, sails quietly in the Caribbean sea, neither fast nor slow.

Real seagulls soar around the ship's mast-white sails, the ship swaying with the waves, and in the captain's cabin below the bow of the ship, Charles sits with a neatly groomed young woman.

"The Navy's ships are the most stable, but I don't think it's a good idea."

From the panic and dazedness at the beginning, to the ability to speak calmly now. This is named Karina. Smith's young astronomer was quite resolute. And the words from her mouth are also worthy of adoption.

But Charles only glanced at her.

Normally, in this mysterious and strange world, Charles shouldn't be acting in a big way, at least not before he knows what is directed at him.

But his time was limited, and it was likely that a hidden force was already eyeing him, so it was natural to be on the safe side of getting the strongest ships possible, rather than using merchant ships or pirate ships to make up the numbers.

Then when you encounter any problems in the ocean, you will have nowhere to find their boat.

So Charles had previously broken into the mayor's house in Saint-Martin and threatened him with sending the Royal Seagull.

This is not reckless, because the power of human beings in the 18th century was relatively small.

It's just that it's impossible to tell the person in front of you.

Quietly listen to the other party tell all kinds of rumors about the Poseidon Trident and her thoughts on finding a route.

Charles also began to recall the details of the plot.

Compared to the Caribbean trilogy, he doesn't have a lot of impressions of this search for the trident.

Roughly I remember that the drunkard Captain Jack left his relatives because he had no money, and then met the son of a former good friend Little Blacksmith who wanted to lift the curse of the Holland for his father and embarked on the road to find the Poseidon Trident, and it seemed that there was a devil ship along the way.

But according to Disney's plot, in the end, of course, everything is good, and the family is happy - except for the death of a cripple.

In general, Charles has a very general understanding of the plot of this world, but of course everything in his memory can only be used as a reference, and he thinks that it is impossible to be exactly the same.

Of course, it's better for Charles to be exactly the same, because that means it's not difficult.

"Mayor Dalys, though he promised, will definitely look for helpers to pursue us after we leave St. Martin, which requires strict precautions, as well as these naval ...... on board."

Speaking in front of her with a distinctive accent, Miss Smith couldn't help but feel a little angry when she saw Charles' absent-minded attitude.

It's just that for this guy who looks about the same age as herself, but in fact she doesn't know how old she is, she doesn't dare to show any little daughter posture.

In fact, when he was in Saint-Martin, the act of kicking the screaming mayor's wife into the air was too cruel, and there was no gentleman's demeanor at all.

……

The atmosphere inside the captain's room is flat, while the outside of the captain is not so calm.

"Are you sure this thing can poison that wizard?"

In the galley of the Royal Seagull, as the leader of the navy on the ship, Sgarfield was now using a spoon to hook the rich red wine in the goblet.

"Of course you're sure, my lord, this poison can poison even an elephant, let alone a human." The sloppy fat man next to him replied with a smile.

"You know, that's not just a normal person."

Sgarfield frowned, subconsciously remembering the strange situation that the man named Cranston had shown when he came to the door - he could put everyone into a state of epilepsy without even having to use his hands.

Of course, as a means of counterbalancing the adherence of this group of navies, Charles actually cursed the hapless mayor of St. Martin, threatening to kill him if he followed the navy if he did good deeds before he achieved his goal.

It's just that Sgarfield, who is the leader of the armed forces of St. Martin, is actually wishing that the mayor, who usually doesn't deal with him, is dead, and now he has no psychological pressure to make sneaky methods.

What he cares more about is whether he can poison that weird guy by poisoning!

Nervous, but after the chef who had been born in a pirate ship next to him repeatedly assured that he even secretly invited an unlucky ghost to conduct human experiments, Sgarfield still reluctantly settled down.

Even thinking of the young wizard's contemptuous gaze when he got on the boat, Sgarfield felt a sense of inexplicable anger, so he spat into the cup without hesitation, and then dissipated with the stirring.

"Die, you dog bastard from nowhere!"

Bitter in his heart, he took the treasure wine and walked out of the galley, passing the corridor, climbing the ladder, and finally reaching the captain's room and knocking on the door.

Seeing this, many of the navy members and sailors on the deck pricked up their ears and listened - although the plan to poison the wizard was not announced, the many navies who knew a lot about the character of the leader Sgarfield could still guess what the boss might do, and they were naturally looking forward to it now.

However, after a while, this expectation turned into panic, and then they were nervously silent, looking at each other.

I heard a sudden shouting from the captain's room, and then a panicked and muffled whine was heard

"No, don't, I don't want to drink this thing! Please, Wizard, no- grunt......"

The sound of being forcibly flooded was faintly audible, followed by a thud of the body collapsing, and then silence in the captain's room.

Many of the sailors on deck had now acquiesced to the glorious death of their boss, and their fear of the young wizard was noticeably greater, but their hatred was also greater.

However, when they suddenly saw their boss walk out of the captain's chamber with a blue face and a blank face, this hatred turned to horror.

They could clearly see that Sgarfield's exposed skin had been soaked with deadly poison and glowing with black and purple blood, and that his eyes and surroundings had been corroded by the poison poured on his cheeks, making him look empty and rotten.

However, in this case, the person in front of him is not dead?

No, or rather, he's dead!

Under the panicked gaze of all the Navy, the resurrected Sgarfield reached the edge of the deck and jumped off without hesitation.

After the sound of falling water, no one on the navy ship named the Royal Seagull dared to have two hearts.

Soon after, the fat cook who provided the poison was even escorted to the captain's chamber by two thoughtful naval soldiers.

The "internal trouble" was temporarily resolved, and the Royal Seagull sailed smoothly for two days, but just as Miss Smith claimed that her destination was near, Charles thought that some suspicion was wrong, the ship beneath her suddenly shook, and at the same time, there was a panicked cry from the lookout of the mast outside.

"Yes, there are monsters, and there are pirates!"