Jack is a commoner with no surname. He has lived on the streets of Pulitzer Harbor since he was a child. His father was an alcoholic and his grandfather was also an alcoholic. I heard that his great-grandfather was also an alcoholic.
His mother passed away very early, and his father relied on doing odd jobs at the dock to make ends meet. He looked like countless poor people in Pulitzer Harbor who were poor and dared not venture out to sea.
But Jack has known since he was a child that all this is just an illusion.
When he was very young, he was ridiculed by many children from sailor families, and he also complained about his father who would throw money away in taverns whenever he had money. Until he was twelve years old, he seemed to be always drunk. His father suddenly showed him that mysterious power with a very sober look in his eyes.
From that moment on, he also learned that he had a distinguished surname - Trunsoest.
He is a descendant of the Night Emperor and the God of Beauty, and is a noble man with the noblest blood. The royal families of Fenebaud and Loen are just former ministers of his ancestors.
However, from the moment he learned this secret, he also shouldered the "commandments" left by his father on him. He could not reveal any secrets about his life experience, nor could he use the ability of the arbitrator.
He couldn't even perform it blatantly, he could only slowly advance the progress by polishing it day after day and abiding by the rules passed down from his ancestors.
Although their family has given up their surname for a long time, the major churches still have not given up monitoring them. In order to regain the glory of Trunsoest, his ancestors have been working hard for this.
But under the supervision of the church, they could only stop at Sequence Five.
For this reason, his great-grandfather made a decision that went against his ancestors and "lost" the key to restoring the family's glory.
"Is this ship the key?" Nomira listened to Jack's story. Although she felt that it was a bit abrupt for this guy to suddenly start telling stories, even if Jack was deliberately delaying time so that he could be dragged down by 2-031, he still There was no other way. Rather than exhausting all his energy to fight Jack and let Barbossa take advantage, he would rather rest here in relative peace, because he believed that Jack and Barbossa should be in no better condition than him. Where to go.
"To be precise, it's the manufacturing method of this ship." Jack leaned against the wall and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He didn't care about Nomila's thoughts and just said in a dejected tone;
"When my great-grandfather was about to reach the end of his life, he invited a former pirate friend to drink. On that day, he deliberately drank a lot and pretended to be drunk to reveal the story of Trunsoest and the Ghost Empire. I gave it to the pirate and told him some knowledge about the Beyonders. The pirate was indeed fooled. He killed my great-grandfather and took away the core of the ship and the potion formula that my grandfather had prepared for him..."
"That pirate is Salazar's grandfather?" Nomila understood immediately and looked down at the moss-covered deck under her feet. Jack showed a forced smile and nodded:
"My great-grandfather was killed by a pirate who was not even an Extraordinary. This led the church to determine that my great-grandfather was not an Extraordinary, thus reducing the monitoring of our family. The pirate took the core and began to try to build a ghost ship. , but because he did not dare to announce it, his progress was very slow. It took him several decades of trying to cultivate the core to the point where it could transform a ship. However, even if the core is fully activated, it is only a semi-finished product."
"Those who died on the ship were just to make the Black Pearl whole?" Nomira's breathing became a little rapid. He subconsciously reached for the dragon's teeth on his chest, but he still resisted the idea and took it from his trouser pocket.
He took out a tin wine bottle and poured a sip of wine with unknown effects into his mouth.
"Salazar thought that was like this." Jack said, suddenly coughing twice, choked out a few mouthfuls of blood, and then gasped slightly:
"That guy is an idiot. He didn't realize that there was a problem with the method my great-grandfather gave them. He has been waiting for the so-called 'opportunity'. But what they don't know is that this so-called opportunity is actually Trunsoest.
It’s just the wishes of the descendants!”
"Well, the Black Pearl... let's call it this name. Its core is a derivative of what you call the core of the Ghost Empire. It can be regarded as a polymer of the characteristics of the Crimson Scholar and the Law Mage.
To activate it, an Extraordinary of the Arbiter path is required to formulate three specific rules on the ship and blood-sacrifice a Sequence Six Extraordinary. In this way, the core of the ship will be activated.
It will actively kill people who violate the rules, absorb their flesh and blood, and revitalize itself while improving the rules until it builds a complete 'life cycle' and allows itself to truly come to life. At that time, it will follow the mysterious level
With guidance, sail to the location of the Ghost Empire."
"Why are you telling me this? You have to know that Barbosa may have heard it too." Nomila poured another sip of wine into her mouth, with confusion in her eyes that slowly returned to blue.
Jack pointed at his ear with a sad smile and said:
"Because now, the control of this ship has been taken away! Haha, I thought there were all clowns on this ship besides me, but I didn't expect that the clown was actually me!"
"Who? Barbossa?" Nomila's eyes became wary. He reached out and pressed the dragon tooth on his chest, but made no next move.
Jack shook his head gently and said with a sad expression:
"That guy who brought the piano on the ship and played for two hours every night! I thought that after hundreds of years, the only one watching me was the Church of Storms, but I didn't expect that the Church of Night would also take action! Ahem!
... As expected of someone who is in charge of secret authority... You deserve to lose unjustly!"
Seeing Jack coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood again, Noira's brows furrowed even more——
"This does not explain your current behavior. We are both the three major churches in the Loen Empire. There is no direct conflict between us. Even if you tell me this, it is impossible for me to cooperate with you to fight against the allies of the church, let alone
, if like you said, he has already taken away control of this ship, even if I help you, what's the use?"
"Hehe..." Jack's smile suddenly became weird. He pressed hard on the slippery moss on the floor and stood up, with a sinister look in his eyes:
"I don't need your wishes, because I have already paid enough 'price'."
"What did you say?" Noila Mira's face suddenly turned ugly, because at some point, his hand had already pulled out the dragon tooth!
"You may not know that the Night Emperor was a lawyer before he became a judge..."
