The agony of parting seized them, and the man and woman, caught in the throes of their clandestine affair, clung to each other in a reluctant embrace, exchanging kisses and caresses. Just as they drew apart, Jack Sparrow suddenly unclasped a necklace from his neck and fastened it around Sally's: "My dear Sally, this is my grandmother's most cherished heirloom.

I hope it will keep me company by your side." The woman was deeply moved. She took a pearl ring from her finger and pressed a fervent kiss upon him: "As will I, Jack.

I shall live on in my longing for you." After a long, passionate embrace, they finally separated. Jack glanced at Mr.

Gibbs, who stood nearby, nearly weeping from anxiety, and said with a profoundly sorrowful tone: "If no one had interrupted, Sally, I would gladly stay with you until death." Then, the future captain of the Black Pearl departed with Gibbs. Sally, however, seemed inclined to savor the lingering coolness of the sea breeze, the pristine white beach, and the afterglow of their encounter.

She leaned back languidly on the sand, an air about her that had not been present before, a certain self-indulgence. She ran a hand over her curves, admiring herself, before finally tossing her long hair back, murmuring softly to herself: "Of all the men, Jack is still the most captivating.

Damn that Carrick; he's been pestering me lately. If he doesn't wise up soon, it's time he joined Gavin at the bottom of the sea!" From the distant coconut palms, Fang Senyan felt a chill crawl over him.

He took a deep breath and activated his ability: Insight. A torrent of data flashed before his eyes: Sally Hepburn Lady Catri.

Foque Height 5'1", Weight 47G Strength 4 Agility 4 Stamina 5 Perception 12 Charisma 22 Intellect 5 Spirit 10 Basic Meditation LV3, Basic LV1 C-Rank Special Ability: Divination. Divination: This is a mystical practice derived from the Gypsies, used to make judgments on various situations through cards or crystal balls.

The results will offer certain suggestive clues; Spirit and Intellect attributes influence the detail and accuracy of the divination. It must be stressed again that for most people, finding the truth within the cluttered and obscure language is extremely difficult, unless one invests significant time and money into this ability, or possesses an exceptionally sharp and logical mind.

B-Rank Special Ability: Appraisal LV4. Appraisal: This is an exceptional non-combat ability that can completely uncover the attributes of unidentified precious items.

The success rate for learning this ability is only 33%. "Lady Catri.

Foque!" Upon seeing those words, Fang Senyan's mind began to race. Undoubtedly, many could be called 'Madam Foque'—much like the common titles Mrs.

Lee or Mrs. Zhang—but prefixing the title with 'Lord' strongly suggested she was the wife of the master of Port Royal—Lord Foque himself!

Pirates craved spirits, roasted meats, women, Louis d'Or (French currency), and clattering Pounds Sterling. The heavy, precious cargo that drifted across the ocean was insignificant in their eyes.

Thus, the neutral ground of Port Royal was an ideal place for fencing stolen goods. And for Port Royal, purchasing contraband was hardly a glorious venture, necessitating secretive overseas transactions with pirates—much like how a sex worker rarely practices her trade in her hometown.

Judging by the data on this Lady, the reason for her presence on this pirate rendezvous island was singular: to leverage her Appraisal ability to undercut prices and secure greater profit margins for the Foque family! The fact that Lady Catri.

Foque could slip away to meet Mr. Jack Sparrow suggested she had likely concluded her official duties.

She must have slipped away while the principal figures of Port Royal were haggling fiercely with the pirates—a loud, undignified affair that the young, beautiful Lady Foque would surely avoid. The spoils from this naval battle belonged to the Spanish merchant Fernandez, who had transported them over vast distances; the value must have been immense, promising a grueling war of words.

Therefore, this beautiful young Lady Foque had time not only to enjoy her lover's tenderness and passion but also to rest briefly and admire the island's night view. An indescribable light flickered in Fang Senyan's eyes, like burning black flames—hot, ascending, yet filled with a deeply sinister aura.

He reconfirmed his surroundings, leaped down from the coconut palm, and strode directly before Lady Catri. Foque.

It must be admitted that Lady Catri. Foque was a woman of remarkable composure.

After the initial shock of the sudden confrontation, she displayed unbelievable calm and courage: "You are blocking my path, sir! Even pirates ought to observe a basic respect for ladies." Fang Senyan spoke coolly: "If a woman of high birth can freely engage in the act of betraying her husband, then she deserves no respect at all!" Lady Catri.

Foque's face paled, but her voice turned severe. Biting her lower lip, she snapped fiercely: "So what!

You wretched pirate scum, no one will believe you! You best vanish before my eyes immediately, or I will have you nailed to a cross inside the Port Royal fort, letting the sea wind dry you out!" A flash of cruelty suddenly crossed Fang Senyan's eyes.

He abruptly threw a heavy punch into the abdomen of the distinguished Lady! Such a violent blow instantly induced intense pain and nausea!

Her beautiful, haughty face contorted in agony, and her entire body threatened to collapse, which only served to press her deep cleavage into clearer view. At that moment, Fang Senyan seized her hair with cold ruthlessness!

He pulled so hard that each root of the noblewoman's hair stood out visibly! "Having such a sexy and beautiful body tremble and cry out under my hand...

this feeling is rather satisfying." Fang Senyan's face was indistinct in the dark, only the outline of his strong physique sharp, possessing an indescribable, seductive evil. It involuntarily evoked the silhouette of a horned demon from a European fresco—powerful, malevolent, uncanny, with a fiery altar below bearing a pale, exposed maiden!

The Lady Catri. Foque's pride and reserve had been utterly shattered by that single blow, like exquisite, fragile porcelain—seemingly grand, yet easily broken.

She could only plead in a weak, pained voice: "P... please, what do you want?

Money? Status?

I can give you anything!" A flicker crossed Fang Senyan's eyes. Recalling her previous soliloquy, he said coldly: "Gavin sends his regards." Lady Catri.

Foque's body shuddered. Then she shrieked hysterically: "You are Gavin's friend, aren't you?

I didn't want to kill him! But he kept hounding me.

I already told him our previous tryst was just a mistake born of loneliness! But he wouldn't listen to my advice, so I poisoned him!

I was forced into it!" Fang Senyan remained impassive as he continued: "And what about Carrick? Jack Sparrow?

You whore! Another mistake?

I see the root of everything lies in your insatiable hunger and fickleness!" Lady Catri. Foque was struck dumb; her sensual lips parted, but her expression was one of awkward speechlessness.

Fang Senyan released her, letting her slump weakly to the ground. He then produced the unidentified brass ring he had acquired from 'Dice' Cutes, tossing it before her: "Appraise this for me." Evidently, appraising this item did not consume much of the lady's time.

Soon, Fang Senyan obtained the ring's true properties: Cursed Brass Ring Equipment Rarity: White Equipment Effect: Spirit +3 Equipment Effect: Stamina -4 Equipment Slot: Finger Material: Brass Weight: 3 grams. Description: This ring was originally a practice piece crafted by the famous jeweler Kaleshier.

Though the material is common, the craftsmanship is superior. However, every owner who has worn it has met with a violent death, thus it carries a malevolent curse.

Combat Score for this item: 3 The noble Lady Catri. Foque leaned weakly against a nearby coconut tree, sobbing softly.

Fang Senyan, however, seized her hair, yanking her face close to his. Her beautiful, terrified features were now inches from his own, her entire body naturally pressed against him.

Fang Senyan instantly caught the faint, feminine fragrance emanating from her breath, and the astonishing resilience transmitted from her full breasts, causing a flame to rise in his lower abdomen and his mouth to grow dry. He opened his mouth, his gaze fixed with a kind of desperate longing, yet he remained silent, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

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