"Are you Royer's man?" Norrington subconsciously placed his hand on the long knife around his waist.

The sailor said calmly in a hoarse voice: "Don't be so nervous, Commander, although you are the captain of the Flying Dutchman now, the noise will be too big and will not be good for you!"

"How did you get in? Are you not afraid that I will kill you now!" Norrington said with a glaring eyes.

"They guard the heart of the captain of the Flying Dutchman, David Jones, and never dared to relax for a moment. This mission is very important but dangerous. Not many people think of it. I came here after finding a reason. You are the captain, and it is very simple to kill me. Just say a word, and these seafood monsters on the ship will immediately kill me."

"But my purpose here is to be a messenger, and so is my mission! I'm not too worried!"

"What exactly does Royer Smith want to do?" Norrington was a little nervous. He really didn't want to deal with Royer Smith.

He felt that Royer Smith was the abyss in the darkness. After he had been engaged in it for a long time, he felt that his soul was polluted.

"Our captain said that this world is not just black or white, and nothing is absolutely two sides, and what we have to do is the middle."

"Pirates have existed since ancient times. Since their existence must have its rationality. Beckett is determined to wipe out pirates, but pirates will never be wiped out, and the people behind him will not let him do this!"

"The situation caused by Beckett has caused the sea to lose control and has brought more disasters. The shipping has been cut off for a long time. If it continues, it will not be possible to take a penny from the Caribbean route this year. Cutler Beckett's people behind him will have long been dissatisfied with him."

"You don't have to pretend, just say directly, why did Roye send you here?"

The sailor smiled at Norrington, "I said it all, Commander, don't be nervous. Maybe our captain left a bad impression on you, but what we release is kindness!"

"You can continue to be your commander, we will not affect you. All we want is a little bit, a little bit!" As the sailor said that, a tiny gap was left between his index finger and thumb.

"I don't believe Royer Smith, he's a greedy guy!"

"Indeed, pirates are all greedy, and we are no exception, but what about Beckett? Isn't he like that?"

"I believe you have seen too many miserable examples on these trade routes. Cutler Beckett wants more, and war will kill people!"

"Love, hate, love and hatred are intertwined in this sea, and even the God of the Sea can't control the matters in between. Who can control it? Or do you think Cutler Beckett can?"

"Pirates and the Navy are like weights on both ends of the balance. Imbalance at either end will lead to disaster. Now Beckett and the East India Company have obviously gained the upper hand, but he is not going to stop!"

"I think you know that the course we are going to is Shipwreck Bay. Royer Smith asked me to give you a message. If you really figure it out, he will support you behind your back and even let you go to a higher position. It is definitely not just a brigade general."

"Sometimes, only by taking the position of real power can one determine one's own destiny, rather than being thrown here like a dog like now, without anyone paying attention to it!"

"Your Excellency Commander, you probably have been like this for too long, and Beckett will never really trust you."

Norrington frowned when he heard these words. The facts were really as the sailor in front of him said.

Instead of really trusting him, Beckett treated him as a tool to use him. Even though he took David Jones' heart and exchanged it for pardon, he felt like he was trapped in a cage for Norrington.

Norrington didn't want to go on the path he had in the past again, wandering on the sea all day long, without food and clothing, and making it difficult for everyone to be neither human nor ghost.

Everything he can get now can be said to be his own hard work and struggle, but the same effort and struggle seem more like Beckett's alms in Norrington.

He actually didn't want to be with these seafood monsters on the Flying Dutchman, which made him feel like he was falling into hell.

He had watched the flying Dutch destroy the pirates one by one under Beckett's order, and even the hostile East India Company warship Beckett was ruthless.

Beckett had no sympathy at all. He removed all those who threatened him one by one. Anyway, he could push them to the Flying Dutchman, and they were all done by pirates.

He has seen too many such things these days. He doesn't want to live such a life. He wants to fight, but he also has to fight with dignity. But he has no chance to turn back.

"You can't beat Beckett. You don't know how powerful he is. In the Caribbean, it's only part of his power. He has more ships in the Asian waters!"

"The entire navy is in extreme inflation, and the East India Company is in extreme inflation. There are many people in London supporting him, wanting to pull him off or you want to deal with him, there is almost no possibility."

"The power of pirates is absolutely impossible to compete with them, not to mention that this time Beckett has joined forces with East India companies from other countries."

The sailor did not answer directly but looked at the sea. A bright moon passed by the dark clouds and imprinted on the sea in the distance. In addition to the bright moon, there were rippling waves in the distance. "I know you are right. We do not have the absolute power to compete with them. Although Beckett has joined forces with the East India Company of other countries, what is the difference between them and our Pirate Guild?"

"They all have their own thoughts and have their own plans. If Beckett cannot win the first victory, or if he fails in the first battle, the East India companies in these countries will definitely not fight for him!"

"That is, as long as Beckett fails, everything will be different. Maybe you can become the commander of this fleet. Isn't that exactly what you want?"

Norrington's eyes widened and looked at the sailor in front of him, "You want to..."

The sailor in front of him nodded, "Of course, maybe you don't know that our strength is not only here, otherwise we wouldn't have developed so quickly in the Caribbean Sea and Asian waters."

"As our captain said, the world is not black or white. There are always some intermediate areas, which can be black and white for a while, and there are always people in the middle, including London!"

"You can handle the London side!" Beckett asked in a low voice, obviously he was already moved.

The sailor smiled, "You don't need to know that much, you just need to answer me, are you willing to do this deal?"

"You are simply devils, and I can hardly refuse the conditions offered."

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly, "Indeed, the conditions we offered were beyond your mind!"

This sailor is neither the other person nor Gris Allen, but now he has already disguised himself as a modification, which is also the ability to save his life by Zeng Yunfeng.

Without this ability, how could he dare to travel between nobles from various countries and be at ease!

The sailor smiled again, "Very good. At the beginning, our captain was willing to make a deal with you, and even gave you the book of pardon, hoping that you could make corresponding choices at critical moments."

"Although the captain didn't ask you to promise any conditions at the beginning, now it is our opportunity to cooperate."

"What are you going to do?" Norrington asked uneasily.

The sailor smiled again, "When you reach that time, you will know that you are a smart person. I believe you also know that it will not be beneficial for you to get involved too much with us!"

"You should be yourself! We just need to open your fingers slightly at critical moments!"

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