The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 417 I am Blackbeard Teach!

"Oh, Captain, my Captain!"

On the Queen Anne's Revenge, a sweaty sailor in a short-sleeved shirt hung from the mast singing a strange tune before he and his companion untied the sails and ropes and jumped off.

In contrast, the observer on the lookout tower at the top of the mast was much busier. He was extremely diligent and never dared to relax for a moment, issuing reports with a solemn expression:

"Lookout report: We are sailing in stormy waters and are about to approach the calm zone! The weather ahead is becoming calmer!"

The experienced observer carefully surveyed the area, hoping his judgment wouldn't bring him any inexplicable misfortune. The so-called doldrums are latitudinal zones with little or no wind, mainly distributed in the equatorial doldrums and the mid-latitude doldrums.

But this place is very unusual. Ordinary experience seems to be useless. Not only is the surrounding magnetic field disordered and the weather strange and changeable, but we can only rely on the observation of celestial phenomena to determine whether there is a trade wind, headwind, or no wind. As for the direction, it is even more confusing.

Based on conventional navigational experience, this place theoretically appears to be in the Bermuda Triangle of the Atlantic Ocean.

But... in reality, the sea here is vast, and no matter how you search, you can't find any familiar terrain. Apart from the scattered, unfamiliar islands, there is no continent to be found. Ocean, ocean... all you see is ocean.

It was as if they were trapped in an endless sea.

"Captain, we're approaching the doldrums again. Be careful of those sea monsters that are as big as the islands..." The sailor suddenly remembered something and shuddered.

It is said that in the calm zone, there are occasionally enormous sea monsters that can be thousands of meters long that emerge from the waters and can sink large fleets or even small and medium-sized islands in an instant with just a slight turn.

A bearded man in a long cloak reclined on the deck. He looked like a captain, but his attire suggested a carefree and unruly lifestyle. He held a hook in his right hand, and his thick beard was braided into a long, thin plait that hung down below his chin.

He picked at his earwax with a roguish air.

"Got it! Get your act together and don't embarrass yourself. Can't you see I'm warming up? This time, Queen Anne's cannons for revenge will definitely blow those sea monster bastards to smithereens!"

"Kids, stop daydreaming! Quickly tell the warships behind us to get ready! The Blackbeard Pirates won't tolerate any cheating or trickery, or else... hehe, watch out and I'll show you the terror of Lord Edward! Voohoo!"

The sailors laughed along with the captain's comical laughter, but they didn't slack off at all while doing their work.

The man's identity is "Blackbeard" Edward Teach, one of the most notorious pirates in history, who was active during the Golden Age of piracy, plundering everywhere and even defeating a British Royal Navy warship.

In later pirate culture works, Teach is often portrayed as a classic villainous pirate who enjoys treating his fellow countrymen with cruelty and brutality, and who likes to force prisoners to jump into the sea from the planks or have their ears and eyes cut off by sailors.

Of course, Teach himself wasn't actually that cruel, nor was he a great benefactor. He wasn't concerned about his reputation at the moment; more than that, Blackbeard Teach wanted to wash away the shame he had suffered in this endless sea.

Three months ago, when Teach first descended into the sea as a Servant, he was all alone, except for the "Queen Anne's Revenge," which appeared alongside him as a Noble Phantasm. This is the flagship of the "Blackbeard Pirates," which currently has 13 warships.

Teach, who had just appeared in the world, was unlucky enough to encounter a group of giant sea monsters in the Calm Belt. If it weren't for the fact that the Noble Phantasm-type battleship was extremely fast, he would have been killed.

But later, Blackbeard heard from local tales that the man who conquers all the seas can obtain the great treasures of the ocean! Legend has it that a powerful fleet from each of the four seas has already embarked on its journey!
How could Blackbeard, a seasoned plunderer, stand idly by and remain subservient to others? The One Piece is mine! My conquest of the seas begins here!
I'm Blackbeard Teach!

"Captain, we are about to leave the stormy seas and reach the calm zone!"

"I know, I'm not blind!"

Blackbeard rolled his eyes, then gave a sly look:
"This time, hmph, I sincerely hope those stupid monsters won't provoke us, otherwise Lord Teach will definitely unleash his ultimate secret technique, 'Giant Cannonball'—"

Suddenly, towering waves surged forth, violently tearing open the calm sea surface to create a deep, hollow chasm. A colossal sea monster, thousands of meters long, extended a tentacle covered in countless suckers from within, and with a simple wave, it stirred up a gale and a spray of water that nearly capsized the entire fleet.

It was as if a towering mountain cast a massive shadow, standing tall in front of us and obscuring our view.

Standing on the ram of the flagship, Teach barely managed to maintain his posture, wiping his face from the seawater splashing against it. "Uh... I, Blackbeard, am not without reason, but I also know how to assess the situation, protect myself, and run away if I can't win!"

"..." Upon hearing this, the sailors began to boo and jeer.

"Hey, navigator! Take advantage of its unpreparedness and order the fleet to turn right and take a detour! Find the next island we can dock at!"

Blackbeard abruptly changed the subject, pretending nothing had happened. On a whim, he ordered the Queen Anne's Revenge to make a sharp turn, urging the fleet behind to follow.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"So...we really are called the Red-Haired Pirates? We're going to be doing cosplay for the whole episode?"

Since arriving at the new singularity, Nono has been at a loss for words.

She was now leaning against the deck railing, shoulder to shoulder with Emiya, with the boundless sea in the background. She was wearing light blue sandals that revealed two neat rows of white toes, and she lightly kicked the wooden deck, making a clattering sound.

Logically, if she were to impersonate a female pirate, she should have gotten a tattoo on her arm or something, but Nono couldn't think of any nice designs for the moment, so she simply wore some revealing clothes with a swimsuit underneath to show off her curves. Anyway, the man next to her seemed to have said that he was looking forward to the swimsuit.

"Even if it's not cosplay, it's normal to name someone after their hair color, right? Most pirates aren't very cultured, so the simpler the better."

Emiya touched his red, center-parted hairstyle with some discomfort. He looked around at the brand-new scenery. The ship was a typical 16th-century two-masted galleon, named "Red Force".

They had confirmed that this sea area was indeed a type of terrain that did not exist on Earth. They had previously encountered an unknown small pirate ship that had tried to rob them, but it was sunk by a single shot from Emiya's ship.

A gentle breeze was blowing, and the air was almost still.

However, the Red Frost was cutting through the waves at an incredibly unreasonable speed. This was actually a product of the Shadow Border's entire appearance being disguised by illusion; as an imaginary submarine, the Shadow Border itself did not need to rely on these illusions to move freely.

The extensive disguise work took a lot of effort from Prellati. She initially seemed reluctant, but in order to be the first in Chaldea to secure the operating rights of the temporary shop and compete with Leonardo da Vinci's workshop, Prellati was determined to go all out.

Therefore, the Red Firth in front of us, whether it's the sails or the various facilities on the deck, is just for show, but it feels incredibly realistic to the touch. Even the effect of being damaged is just like the real thing. Of course, after being damaged, the illusion needs to be reinforced with magic.

Overall, it looks like a futuristic galleon powered by an unknown energy source, comparable to Odysseus's ancient Greek light-sailed warship.

However, this is nothing special in this area of ​​the sea.

Emiya seriously doubts that most of the pirate Heroic Spirits present here, especially the captains, can control their ships with their own will, because the flagship is their Noble Phantasm, which is essentially the same as him using a tool like a sword.

"Then why bring Reggie Love? You know she's probably that Yaobikuni's target, right?" Nono muttered, boredly doing some stretching exercises. Her short shirt was lifted up by the movement of her shoulders, revealing her soft, slender waist and belly button.

“It’s precisely because she became a target that she can’t stay at Chaldea headquarters,” Emiya said, listening to the sound of the seawater being mercilessly cleaved by the ships and rushing backward.

"Staying at headquarters is too risky, especially given that the other side can infiltrate Reggie Love's dreams through blood ties. It's safer to stay with us."

There are still some doubts about some things.

The so-called bloodline connection is not enough to prove anything. As a legendary figure in the island nation, Yaobikuni should be of some kind of White King bloodline, while Regina is a direct descendant of the Black King bloodline. The two are not of the same lineage and are not very closely related.

Even if Yaobikuni, a descendant of the White King, is particularly skilled in the mental realm, it doesn't explain why she could directly interfere with Regilleref, who was in Chaldea. Otherwise, the Demon King would have already taken advantage of Emiya's unpreparedness to launch a strong attack.

Yaobikuni was able to sense Reginald and even impersonate Reginald's grandmother, Maria the Star, using a mental illusion, which suggests that she must be equivalent to Maria the Star to a considerable extent.

At that moment, Leonardo da Vinci’s head suddenly popped out from under the deck—or rather, appeared as a virtual projection.

"All ships, be warned! All ships, be warned! We are about to reach an unexplored island!" Little Da Vinci announced, waving his small wand. "Based on recent attack records, please be careful of the pirates entrenched on the island!"

Because Constantine needed to pilot another imaginary submarine to lead a group of people in resource gathering, he was temporarily unable to take on the important task of piloting the cockpit, so it was handed over to the Shadow Border system itself, namely Little Da Vinci.

Nono chuckled mischievously, "Beware of pirates? They should be the ones being wary of us, right?"

The ship-wide announcement seemed to remind everyone on board that those who hadn't participated in the supply gathering rushed to the deck, gazing at the increasingly approaching island.

"Oh, look! Is this the Age of Exploration? There are so many ships docked next to that island! If I were to hold my idol concert at this time—"

Elizabeth came running out with a cheerful, light step; she seemed to have just finished practicing her voice and had even forgotten to put down the microphone in her hand.

Nero, following closely behind, nodded in agreement, "Hmm! — It'll definitely be packed!"

"Hey...do you two even have any self-awareness?"

Is a packed house an attempt to commit mass murder?
Kiyohime had a dark expression on her face. She had intended to follow Emiya from inside the cabin, but when she passed by their karaoke room, her head started buzzing and her ears almost went deaf.

In fact, this is quite lucky.

In contrast, Draco, who was Nero's tacit follower and spent her days listening to their "singing art," was completely speechless, her eyes lifeless and almost deathly still. She walked behind, expertly carrying the audio equipment, like a little follower with no presence at all.

Kiyohime glanced at the little girl. Although she couldn't understand why she wanted to be associated with Nero, she felt sympathy for her, considering they were both dragons...

Whoosh-!
A swift white shadow flashed past Kiyohime's eyes and rushed towards Emiya at the front of the deck—it was Meiryu Shina!
Ah, it's that shameless dragon who sneaked out!
Despite both being dragons, Kiyohime felt a surge of hostility towards Meruchina. It was said that Meruchina could brazenly outmaneuver all other night raiders and sneak into Emiya's bed first every night; those who were slower couldn't even see the dragon's tail...

Seemingly sensing the gaze behind her, Meiliuqina stuck out her tongue dismissively. She remembered that in the last singularity, this Kiyohime had also participated in the night of the concubine selection.

"!"

Provoked, Kiyohime raised her eyebrows and gripped her folding fan tightly, almost spitting out a mouthful of fire on the spot, but unfortunately she couldn't keep up with Meiliu Qi Na's spiel at all.

Moreover, she noticed that the dragon's clothes were light and airy, the sea breeze blowing the hem open, revealing what appeared to be a black swimsuit resembling lingerie beneath the thin sailor uniform...

How dare she dress so shamelessly! At least the clothes she prepared were a bit conservative and matched the kimono.

"Ha~, are we finally going ashore?" Black Jeanne stepped onto the deck, her pale skin seeing the light again, reflecting a dazzling white glow. The intense sunlight caused the saint to slightly turn her head and squint, but this turn of her head allowed Black Jeanne to see the rather revealing outfits of some other women.

"...?" Was she a little behind on the news, or was there going to be some kind of swimsuit party when they arrived on the island later?
"You're only just realizing this? You slow-witted assault girl."

Following her onto the deck, Black Mary wore a large, ornate white sun hat that looked like a cake on her head. She wanted to complain about Black Jeanne's lifeless, internet-addicted lifestyle in her dorm room. She was so oblivious to the fact that another ship was going to other eras to collect supplies that she was only just realizing it. If Black Mary hadn't reminded her, Black Jeanne probably wouldn't have had time to prepare for this singularity operation.

"Huh? I... I was just too focused on training when I was at Chaldea! It's normal to miss the news!" Jeanne Alter half-explained and half-complained that there was too much news at Chaldea, plus the recent influx of trashy and misleading news pushes, which made her too lazy to read them.

Black Mary scoffed at this lame excuse, "Can't you block push notifications? I think you're just addicted to surfing the internet—"

Excuse me, could you move aside?

Behind the two, Regina Leif hurriedly ran onto the deck, her expression strange.

(End of this chapter)