So I'm a sheep.

"What if they cause me trouble on the return trip?"

Seeing that Sasha firmly disagreed, Yang Kui offered another solution.

"It's fine if we don't need to exchange people. She likes to hear stories. You can tell her a few stories that she likes in exchange."

This can be!

Sasha nodded repeatedly. Captain Jack was a great storyteller; she would have him tell the witch a story later.

In less than half a day, the Black Pearl arrived at the witch's secluded abode.

"I won't go with you. Just call my name at sea after you get the roast suckling pig."

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"Your Excellency, you seemed to have mentioned me just now?"

As soon as Yang Kui left, Captain Jack came over to ask for information.

"Don't worry, Captain, we've been through thick and thin together. I won't sell you off easily."

Sasha patted Jack on the shoulder and laughed heartily.

"Come on, let's get off the ship and find the witch. We'll see how eloquent you are later."

The group had barely disembarked when they encountered a strange girl with eagle wings herding a group of piglets in a pen.

"..."

"Yo!" Sasha greeted cheerfully.

"Hey, people who have come from afar. Are you hungry? Thirsty? Let me treat you to a feast."

Seeing that the witch seemed easy to talk to, Sasha seized the opportunity to say, "Thank you so much, kind girl."

"We don't need anything too fancy, just two roast suckling pigs will do."

Upon hearing this, all the piglets around the witch began to grunt and squeal.

"Roast suckling pig, huh..."

The witch narrowed her eyes slightly: "Wait a minute, I think I smell something unpleasant on you."

"The taste of dragon? That doesn't seem to be it."

"Mmm, salty, arrogant, the taste of a sea fairy!"

The witch glared at her, and in a dizzying moment, Sasha found herself standing alone on a wooden plank.

The towering waves crashed down, but the dragon slayer remained unmoved.

The scene changed, and she reappeared on the edge of the volcano.

The lava erupted with devastating force, and Sasha was instantly reduced to nothingness.

"Witch, I meant no harm."

When I came to my senses, I found myself slowly sinking into the swamp.

Sasha smiled helplessly and said, "I need Yang Kui's help. She asked for two roasted suckling pigs from you in exchange."

"Humph"

The witch dispelled the illusion and looked at Sasha with displeasure: "So what if I don't give it to you?"

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"Let me introduce myself first. I am Count Sally, the 'Dragon Slayer', from the Kingdom of Carlos."

"This voyage is commissioned by His Majesty the King to bring back the Golden Fleece."

Sasha looked at the witch with a friendly expression, and the latter hesitated for a moment before giving her name—Circle.

"The young and beautiful Miss Circe"

Whether it was my imagination or not, the witch's complexion looked much better.

"I know you enjoy listening to stories. How about three stories that satisfy you in exchange for two roast suckling pigs?"

Circe was greatly intrigued; she lived alone on the island, where she was usually quite bored.

His favorite thing to do was to host a banquet for sailors who accidentally wandered onto the island, listen to their stories, and then use a magic potion to turn them into piglets to keep them company and relieve their boredom.

I want four stories!

The witch held up four fingers: "Tell me four stories that satisfy me, and I can roast two piglets for you."

Huff huff huff

The little piglets around Circe all ran away happily; they were quite clever.

"captain"

He gave Jack a wink, and the latter stepped forward confidently.

“Beautiful lady, my story could go on for a whole day and night.”

"Now let's eat peanuts, drink rum, and embark on Captain Jack's grand adventure!"

Jack had the sailors unload barrels of wine, sacks of peanuts, a few small stools, and a recorder from the ship.

"The story begins on my beloved Black Pearl..."

The man is witty, humorous, and has a wealth of experience.

He recounted his story in detail, occasionally adding a piece of music.

Everyone listened with great interest, and Circe stared intently at Captain Jack Sparrow.

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As the moon rose above the treetops, a slightly tipsy Jack stopped talking.

"Beautiful lady, are you satisfied?"

Circe smiled at Jack and said, "I'm satisfied. There are three stories left."

Jack's smile froze, and he couldn't help but say, "How can there be three left? I've told more than four stories, maybe forty?"

"But there's only one story that truly satisfies me."

Circe's eyes sparkled as she looked tenderly at Captain Jack Sparrow and said, "Brave captain, would you like to stay and keep me company?"

After saying that, the witch turned to Sasha and said, "Great hero who slays the dragon, if you can persuade Jack to stay, I'm willing to roast twenty suckling pigs for that shameless thief!"

Jack was immediately jolted awake. He looked at Sasha with a tense expression, fearing that this dragon slayer might sell himself for twenty roast suckling pigs.

"I'm sorry, Miss Circe."

Sasha pointed at Jack and laughed, "This guy is funny and humorous, but he's definitely a playboy."

"Even a beauty like you, he probably wouldn't be willing to settle down."

Circe frowned, seemingly not quite believing it.

"Oh, my unattainable beauty, the Count is right."

Jack hurriedly said, "Julie, Louise, Darcy, Arya, Elizabeth... they're all waiting for my date."

"I am a philandering scoundrel, and I am not worthy of you."

Volume 1: Chapter 699 Four Stories

Although this captain is witty and humorous, if he's too much of a womanizer...

Circe's expression darkened, and he stopped looking at Jack.

"There are three more stories."

After peeling a few peanuts and putting them in her mouth, the witch urged, "There should be more stories to satisfy me, right?"

Captain Jack Sparrow certainly exceeded his target, but Circe refused to acknowledge it.

There was no other way, so the first mate, second mate, third mate, and the sailors took turns going up and down the stairs.

Their story is also very interesting, but unfortunately, with Jack's masterpiece preceding it, the witch could only shake her head when she heard it.

"I'll do it."

Maureen volunteered to recount the giant calamity that befell Danlu City.

Circe finally reacted differently, listening with great interest to Maureen's story of becoming the 'Giant Hunter', and slowly raised her second finger.

Two left!

As soon as Maureen finished speaking, Sasha immediately took over.

“Miss Circe, I have a story about a dragon-slaying team.”

The story begins with his encounter with Black at the palace, followed by the formation of the dragon-slaying team, the creation of the dragon trap, the final battle against Fafnir, and his return to the capital alone.

Sasha finished speaking in one breath, and the witch clapped excitedly.

"Great hero, your story is excellent!"

"I also have a story about a lumberjack."

Using herself as the protagonist, Sasha recounted the Giant Plague of Danlu City once again.

Circe did not interrupt her narration, but shook her head after the story was finished.

"It's a good story, but it's a repetition of another one."

"Only one left!"

"..."

Everyone was at a loss, and no one spoke up for a moment.

'The stories of the Forty Thieves and An Kang are too sensitive to reveal. How about we try making up a story about the Sword in the Lake?'

After recounting the story of the lonely fairy's chance encounter with the mischievous girl, the witch coldly questioned, "Did you make up this story on the spot?"

"How could that be!" Sasha gave an embarrassed smile.

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