Intrepid Revenge, Captain's Quarters.

Norrington sat in the chair that symbolized power, his back straight.

Even now that he is the king of the Caribbean who leads the undead legions across the seas, he still retains some of the habits of his youth, such as the meticulous sitting and lying posture of the English Commodore and the strictness of the rules.

Of course, he also lost something.

Such as the identity of the brigadier general. Interestingly, this status lasted almost only a few days, and he remembered very well that the man even participated in his inauguration, and the first thing he did after becoming a brigadier general was to escort him out of Port Royal at the request of the Governor-

He thought it was just a simple errand and even planned to trouble the other party. And soon, he paid the price for such arrogance, going from a noble brigadier general to a prisoner.

Norrington remembers how naïve he was at that time, and he felt incredulous about the attitude of the sailors who betrayed him. Looking back now, from the moment that man set foot on Port Royal, the other party had already set his eyes on him, and when that man used his means to corrupt his subordinates, he didn't even notice it.

This is a defeat without suspense, Norrington thinks that after so many years, he has enough heart to admit that the gap between himself and the other party at that time is too big, and it is a matter of course to be toyed with.

Another example is that he lost his handsome face.

A hideous scar from the corner of the eye to the jaw seemed to completely cut Norrington's present from the past, and now no girl would look at herself secretly with a red face, not even pirates, no one would dare to look at herself.

Norrington thought that there must be many people who speculated about the origin of this scar, and even made up countless stories, they would not know that it was not so legendary, but just a person who had awakened to this kind of ritual on an island without hope, and resolutely put an end to the first half of his life.

If the witch hadn't found herself later, then it was nothing more than stupid, pointless self-deprecation, and no one but herself would care about the meaning of the scar.

In short, Norrington was happy with the way he looked.

He has ambition and means, and sometimes, he is even grateful to the man, who gave him the deepest humiliation, but also brought him the greatest opportunity, so that he could have the opportunity to stand at the top of the era and wrestle with the empire that claims that the sun never sets.

According to Norrington's plan, his legendary experience has just begun, and with the capital of Aztec gold, he has endless time to plan and control the army of the undead, and one day, he will get everything he wants, and even become the king of the world.

However, the man was an accident.

He reappeared.

Norrington was not afraid to deal with him with the utmost importance, so he did not hesitate to give up a big victory that should have been hearty, even if the English Navy could continue to survive in this sea area for a while, he was prepared to solve the man's trouble first.

"What are you thinking?"

A hand reached out from behind the seat, stroking the scar on Norrington's face.

Norrington's cheek twitched, and he didn't look back, but said, "Tia Dolma, I warned you that it's best to knock on the door first when you enter my room. ”

"How heartless."

The witch came out from behind and sat on Norrington's lap without hesitation: "Men are always so easily changeable. ”

Her voice was low and strange, a little strange and seductive.

"Obviously, you still regarded me as the only life-saving straw at the beginning, desperately begging for pleasure. But after getting it, he changed his face again. ”

She pinched Norrington's chin and said, "Great King of the Caribbean, aren't you going to fulfill your promise?" ”

Norrington met her eyes and took a deep breath, "I've never forgotten. My goddess. ”

"I will release you, you should know how much I want your help, we are natural partners, and when you make great waves to destroy our enemies, you also need someone to occupy those territories."

"Your ambition. It's not that annoying. The corners of the witch's mouth hooked slightly: "The last ancient Spanish silver coin is in Jack Sparrow's hand, and now, Jack Sparrow is following Don's side." ”

Hearing the name, Norrington's eyes narrowed slightly.

He didn't know when he developed the habit of doing this action when thinking or hiding his emotions, maybe he was too used to learning to think like that man for so many years, so he recalled the man's various details countless times.

"That's just right." "Do two things together," he said. ”

"Hopefully, this time, you won't let Jack Sparrow run away again." The witch leaned in and whispered as if intimacy.

However, Norrington could feel the chill contained in the other party's ambiguous words.

Eight of the nine ancient Spanish silver coins that had sealed Colybusso had been gathered, and the pirates who had participated in the sealing of Colybso had been brutally retaliated, and some had even experienced unimaginable torture on Paradise Island, but Jack Sparrow was able to escape Norrington's hands repeatedly.

Time and time again, as if the other party really was as he claimed to be, no one could catch the great Captain Jack Sparrow.

"There will be no more surprises."

Norrington looked at the witch deeply.

It seems that the witch has realized something. Moreover, the reappearance of that man also made her anxious.

Is Jack Sparrow really that hard to catch? For Norrington, who controls almost the entire Caribbean, it certainly not.

He just did it on purpose.

Norrington couldn't help but touch the scar on his face, he had already suffered such a painful lesson, how could he be so naïve to think that as long as Collybso was released, the other party would be able to help him control the sea and eliminate dissidents as agreed?

I am afraid that the first thing this goddess will do when she is released is to kill herself, and then unleash her wrath unscrupulously on everyone on the sea.

Can the cursed properties of Gold Aztec deter a god? Norrington didn't want to gamble.

He won't let anything that might threaten him appear.

"After killing that man. She's useless. ”

Norrington's face was silent, but he thought in his heart: "Perhaps, it's time to give her a home, and the Paradise Island prison she personally forged for the pirate kings may be suitable for her." ”

That man was able to deceive a god, and his current self could certainly do it.

(End of chapter)