Above a vast sea area of ​​the Pacific Ocean, a Spanish brig sailing boat rides the wind and waves at an extremely fast speed.

The sun is dazzling.

Even so, the black flag floating high above the mast still makes people feel a little chilling.

This is a pirate ship!

A black man wearing only a sailor vest and exposed his strong muscles like chocolate, stepped on the stairs and arrived at the stern of the boat.

He asked without hesitation as his eyes turned to the blonde man in front of the rudder:

"What is our goal, Captain?"

Hearing this, Edward Kenway, the captain of the Jackdaw, who was holding the rudder in both hands, narrowed his eyes and looked ahead, while not forgetting to respond casually to his black mate:

"A Dutch schooner named Vider, it should be sailing to Spain...Roacher said there is a very likely value on this ship,"

"What is that?"

"Advale, I don't know either." Shrugged, Edward added: "However, it must be worth a lot of money that Torres cares so much..."

That's right!

The right person in Rorschach's mind is naturally his pirate ally and top tool man, Edward Kenway!

When Rorschach returned to Nassau and told Edward about the Vader and that he might have a lot of valuable information on the ship, the latter took it without hesitation.

After going overseas for several years, privateers and now pirates, Edward can be said to be a person who never forgets his original intention.

What he wants is always more wealth and a more decent life.

Working step by step and getting paid is not his style.

High-risk windfall is his favorite!

What's more, in addition to having potential money-making opportunities, robbing this ship can also take revenge on Torres. Why not do it?!

"What else did Rorschach say besides this information?"

"He said that the ship belonged to a slave merchant named Lawrence Prince..."

Before he finished speaking, Advale, who heard the name, opened his eyes suddenly and interrupted with a sudden sound:

"Prince?!"

Such a fierce reaction surprised Edward, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at his first mate: "Ad, do you know him?"

"Of course! Who doesn't know the most notorious slave trader in the entire Caribbean!"

Looking at the first mate who looked like frosty, Edward raised his eyebrows, "From your tone, it seems that you still have some grudges with him. Could it be that he brought you here from Africa?"

Upon hearing this, Advale shook his head, "That's not, I was born in Trinidad and have never been to Africa at all. It's just that many of my friends were trafficked from Africa to the Caribbean."

"Ah, so that's it..."

He nodded in a daze, and Edward seemed to have thought of something again, and then added: "But don't you think that returning to Africa will feel like... home?"

"Then do you feel like home in Paris?"

Edward is an Englishman born in Swansea, Wales.

Paris is a place that he has never been to, just like Africa and Advale.

Talk about the feeling of He family?

Edward could naturally hear the subtext between Advale's words, but just smiled slightly, "That's right."

He patted his captain's shoulder, and the black mate laughed, opened his arms, and said frankly: "Look at my tone and skin color, I think there is no place in this world that can make me feel at ease. This country called "Jackdaw" is probably the place I want to stay the most."

"I know everyone in this country, and they know me. We are good partners in sharing life and death, and we maintain our home drifting on the sea together, and occasionally there is a little warmth."

Hearing these heartfelt words, Edward blinked and felt

"I think I understand... For the people of Jackdaw and for your friends, let us take this damn ship and let this damn slave merchant understand how big a mistake he has made!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The lookout on the mast suddenly raised the red flag in his hand and shouted loudly:

“There are sails!”

Hearing the sound, the two people at the stern of the boat looked at each other.

Advale immediately took out the monocular lens from his waist and handed it to Edward.

The latter took the telescope and gave the position of the rudder to his first mate.

I stretched out the telescope and put my eyes on it.

Through the monocular, Edward soon saw a flag fluttering in the wind appeared on the sea far ahead.

It was a sailing merchant ship with the Dutch flag!

Following this route and after chasing for several days, they finally caught up with the Vader!

...

Two hours later.

When the roar of cannons and the sound of metal and iron fighting subsided, the battle came to an end.

This slave ship called "Vida" completely fell under the control of the Jackdaw.

When Edward, holding a long sword, climbed onto the deck of the Vader, except for the bodies lying in a pool of blood, the remaining crew members all knelt on their knees, held their heads with their hands, looked at Edward in panic, waiting for the upcoming judgment of fate.

Looking down at the captives, Edward turned around and found that there was no slave trader in it.

He casually put the long sword in his hand on the shoulders of one of the prisoners and asked in a deep voice:

"Where is your captain?!"

Although the ship was successfully captured.

But, to Edward's regret, Lawrence Prince was not on board.

According to the second lieutenant of the Vader, Prince took another ship and changed course halfway to Boston.

Just escaped this disaster!

In the cabin, except for the black slaves filled with iron cages, there was basically no valuable cargo on the ship.

However, after searching, he still found what he wanted in the captain's room.

Looking at the exquisite wooden box on the table, Edward turned his head and smiled at the black mate beside him:

"Let's see what secrets are hidden here..."

After saying that, he opened the wooden box with anticipation.

However, what surprised Edward was that the things inside the wooden box were not priceless gems or gold and silver treasures, nor were they confidential documents, but were just an irregular metal slab on a tray paved with silk.

That's it?

Looking at the weird lines on the metal slab, Edward couldn't help but reach out to pick it up.
Chapter completed!