"Look at you guys, how big is this bump on my head? A huge chunk of my hair was scraped off! And my clothes..."
Blackbeard was still babbling, speaking in exasperation.
Showing no intention of stopping, making it hard to guess that this classic and famous pirate was actually this kind of jerk.
Blackbeard, Edward Teach, was one of the most famous pirates of the early 18th century. He captained the Queen Anne's Revenge, robbed many merchant ships and towns in the Caribbean, and was famous for his cruel and fierce image.
Although his record wasn't as dazzling as Drake's later period, and he was destroyed by the British Royal Navy after only a few years of activity, his fame was surprisingly high. Many pirate images in movies and TV shows were modeled after him.
However, Takumi couldn't be bothered with such boring things. Taking advantage of the time the opponent was talking, he had already arrived beside Drake and began to reveal the abilities of Blackbeard's side to her.
"...The strength of Blackbeard's Noble Phantasm ship is related to the number of Servants on his ship. For every Servant less, the ship's strength will drop by a rank..."
"The blonde holding a musket is named Anne Bonny, excellent marksmanship. The white-haired girl inseparable from her is Mary Read, adept at using a cutlass for surprise attacks..."
"I don't quite remember the shirtless one, but he is definitely a Berserker. If you fight him, absolutely do not confront him head-on..."
"As for the last uncle who looks harmless to humans and animals, he is the most dangerous among them. He is the great hero Hector, active in the Trojan War. If not attacked by two Servants together, it will probably be very difficult to kill him."
"Of course, this is not the key point. The key point is that the opponent is not of one mind with Blackbeard and the others, but a mole planted on Blackbeard's ship by another party!"
Relying on having read the script, Takumi had already exposed the underwear (secrets) of the Servants on Blackbeard's side.
"Whoa~, Mimi, you are amazing! You actually know even this kind of thing!"
Listening to the intelligence Takumi recounted, Drake nodded repeatedly, looking at him with amazement at the same time.
"Haha, actually I only have this little ability..."
Takumi smiled awkwardly.
Being able to smoothly reach this point was largely thanks to having played FGO and knowing most of the plot and Servant abilities; otherwise, it would have been really hard to fight.
"It's time to have a little more confidence, right? In terms of reliability, Mimi, you are much stronger than my group of little brothers."
Drake shook her head, patting Takumi on the shoulder helplessly.
Although she didn't know how Takumi knew these things, in her opinion, even if Takumi didn't know, he was still a quite qualified and interesting crew member.
It was just... Drake always felt this guy Takumi was always frowning and surprisingly lacked confidence. If this point could be removed, he would be quite excellent.
"Forget it. Since we have intelligence, watch my performance next!"
Anyway, this was Takumi's own business. She, Drake, wasn't a psychiatrist, and Takumi wasn't an ordinary person, so there was no need to gossip.
Before Takumi could answer, Drake walked to a position where she and Blackbeard could see each other.
Takumi didn't mind what Drake said. Seeing Drake taking action, he followed closely behind her.
"Hey, damn beard, stop talking about those useless things."
"Instead of caring about that tiny wound of yours, why not look at that uncle beside you who looks harmless to humans and animals? As a fellow pirate, I can see that guy's ill intentions."
"Maybe he will backstab you sometime!"
Drake shouted loudly at Blackbeard.
Blackbeard, who was gesturing wildly, heard Drake's voice, and his movements paused instantly.
Already suspicious by nature, even hearing words from an opponent inevitably aroused his suspicion.
In contrast, a certain great hero of Troy trembled all over upon hearing Drake's "slander," beads of cold sweat appearing on his forehead.
"Uh, Boss, you wouldn't believe the enemy's words, right?"
Hector rubbed his hands, asking tentatively.
"Of course! Teacher, don't worry. I definitely won't doubt you just because of a few words from the opponent!"
Blackbeard suppressed his suspicion at light speed, revealing two large rows of teeth, patting his chest to guarantee.
To express his trust, Blackbeard immediately turned his head and roared back:
"Damn old hag! Don't drive a wedge between Teacher and me! Although we haven't met for long, Teacher is undoubtedly my dearest friend and brother. How can you break us up with just a few casual words!"
D-Damn old hag?!
A vein popped on Drake's forehead.
Don't get angry, don't get angry...
Drake forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart and gave a fake laugh:
"Ha, ha, so you trust him this much. But how come I heard that the guy named Hector was a crew member on another ship, and the reason he sneaked onto your ship was to be a mole?"
"Oh, I also heard he boarded your ship for something in your hand."
Damn, what this damn old hag says makes sense!
Drake not only accurately stated Hector's name but also stated Hector's purpose, and even knew clearly about the Holy Grail hidden inside Blackbeard's body. And all this was based on the fact that the two sides had only met twice...
Blackbeard, who was already suspicious, raised his suspicion of Hector to another level.
As for Hector on the side, after hearing Drake's words, he was already sweating profusely.
Who is leaking information!
Hector cursed in his heart, but his face still wore a sheepish and innocent look.
Especially after Blackbeard looked over sideways.
"Teacher, just tell me the truth. Are you the mole they speak of?"
Blackbeard wrapped his arm around Hector, asking with a smile.
He even used honorifics.
"...Wait, didn't you just say I am your dearest friend and brother! You absolutely trust me?"
Hector, hugged tightly by Blackbeard, wiped his cold sweat, feeling this person was truly untrustworthy.
"Hah, that was then, this is now. Besides, if working with someone problematic, the other members wouldn't be happy either, right?"
"Don't you agree, Anne-chan, Mary-chan?"
Saying this, Blackbeard turned around, revealing a perverted uncle's wretched smile to the twins.
"...Can you not make that expression at me? Being like this makes me feel like I'm being eye-raped by a disgusting cockroach-man."
Mary said with a look of disgust.
"Really, Mary, how can you say that about the Captain?"
Hearing this, Anne looked at Mary somewhat reproachfully.
Blackbeard, thinking Anne was going to clear his name, looked at her with a touched face.
"Even cockroaches and mice are living very hard in this world; you can't use them to describe the Captain!"
Anne said the second half of the sentence, causing Blackbeard to turn to stone entirely.
"Also, no matter what you want to do now, Captain, if you aren't quicker, I will be very angry."
"Mmh mmh, maybe my gun will go off accidentally~"
Anne cocked her musket with a smile.
"Yes! I will get it done as soon as possible!"
Blackbeard stood at attention and saluted Anne.
Then he hugged Hector again.
As for the remaining crew member?
He was just a Berserker; no need to listen to him.
Eric Bloodaxe: ?
"Alright, you heard everyone's words. Prove your innocence first, Teacher?"
That's not right! They didn't say anything substantial; it was clearly just you talking to yourself!
Hector complained in his heart while scratching his head.
"Captain, you also know about me being on another ship, Uncle. It was precisely because the previous ship was sunk that I came to join you like a stray dog, Captain!"
"I don't know how they learned about this either, but shouldn't we unite at a time like this? You can't doubt your own brother just because of their one-sided words, Captain!"
Hector spoke with emotion and earnestness.
"Makes sense! It seems I wronged you, Teacher! Woo woo..."
Hearing Hector's "heartfelt words," Blackbeard felt guilty for his suspicion. Tears actually burst out of his eyes, flowing down his cheeks.
"Ah haha, no need to be so guilty. I actually didn't take it to heart..."
"Very good! With your words, Teacher, I am relieved. For the upcoming battle, Teacher, you will take the lead!"
Blackbeard sucked his tears back, revealing two large rows of teeth, then patted Hector on the shoulder.
Hector: "..."
To be honest, before meeting Blackbeard, he had never been this speechless.
"Haha, damn old hag, your scheme has been exposed. I trust Teacher unreservedly!"
"If you don't want Teacher to stab you to death with two spear strikes, hand over the Holy Grail to me quickly. This way, I can reluctantly let you join my harem too!"
"Although you are indeed a bit old, occasionally changing tastes isn't unacceptable to me, hehe..."
As he spoke, Blackbeard's expression became wretched again.
Hardened! The fist hardened!
If there was a chance, she would definitely twist off this disgusting guy's head and hang it high to dry him out fiercely for a few days!
"Boss, he said you're old!"
"I know! Need you to repeat it?"
Drake punched this unperceptive little brother on the head. The pain made tears well up in his eyes, and he immediately squatted down clutching his head.
Venting her anger on the little brother, Drake felt much better.
Then she pulled the Holy Grail out of her body.
"Holy Grail? Are you talking about this golden drinking cup?"
Drake waved the Holy Grail at Blackbeard.
"Hey hey hey, that's right, that's right. That's what I want. Throw it over, and I'll be merciful and let you off!"
Blackbeard looked greedily at the golden cup in Drake's hand.
Although he had one himself, he could clearly feel that the one Drake held was a different breed from his own.
As an "upright" pirate, who wouldn't be tempted?
"Oh my, so you wanted this. Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"Oh? So you really intend to give it to me directly?" Hearing this, Blackbeard couldn't help but be surprised.
"Although I have this thought, but look—"
Drake let go of the Holy Grail, letting it fall downward.
But halfway down, the Holy Grail would turn into a golden light and return to Drake's body.
"No choice. This cup is clinging to me; I can't shake it off at all."
"Look, I take it out, it runs back. I take it out again, it runs back again..."
Drake kept repeating the same action grinningly, her expression extremely mocking.
Holy Grail: "..."
"You have no intention of giving it to me directly. You are playing me!"
Seeing Drake's sarcastic appearance, Blackbeard overheated.
"Who told you to be sentimental?"
"If you want it, come grab it yourself. You don't even know this rule of pirates, do you?"
Drake stopped smiling and retracted the Holy Grail into her body.
Clearly.
Negotiations had broken down; next was time for battle.
And during the time they spoke, the distance between the two ships had also been pulled very close.