Pirate Ship 2

"Jandi, my butler." Wes made the introduction solemnly, his voice especially clear in the sea breeze. "If you have any needs in daily life, feel free to ask him. Don't worry, I've prepared ample supplies. Even if you bathe every day, there'll be more than enough."

Jandi's gaze fell on Jack Sparrow and Angelica, his undisguised contempt making it seem as though he were looking at a pile of worthless trash.

However, Wes's orders were absolutely unquestionable to Jandi.

"If you need anything, just ask, you two lowly Muggles." After saying that, Jandi did not spare them another glance. Instead, he slowly looked around before crying out, "Why is this ship so dirty? How can Master stay in such a filthy place?"

As soon as he spoke, he lightly snapped his fingers. In an instant, dozens of cleaning tools—brooms, mops, brushes, and more—appeared out of thin air and began cleaning on their own.

Before long, the entire deck was filled with bubbles. They shimmered with rainbow colors beneath the sunlight, like a scene from a fairy tale.

"Whoa, this is quite eye-opening." Jack Sparrow quickly stepped aside to let a broom pass.

His face was filled with surprise, his eyes wide open.

Angelica watched it all with an astonished expression. Everything happening before her seemed like something that only existed in fairy tales.

"Can Blackbeard do magic like this too?" Jack Sparrow asked softly.

"No." Angelica shook her head. "I mean, I don't know either."

Jack Sparrow shrugged, looking unconcerned.

The deck was soon scrubbed spotless and even given a layer of wax, gleaming faintly under the sunlight.

But Jandi was still dissatisfied. He frowned as he inspected the ropes, sails, helm... Every part of the ship had been cleaned until it was spotless.

And yet, now the dirtiest things aboard were Jack Sparrow and Angelica.

Jandi looked at them in disgust, his tone filled with revulsion. "You two filthy Muggles, do you not know how to keep yourselves clean? Did you crawl out of a garbage heap?"

Pirates spent every day exposed to the wind and sun at sea, often unable to bathe more than a few times a year. One could hardly expect them to care much about personal hygiene.

Jack Sparrow had long grown accustomed to such things. His skin was as thick as barnacles on a ship's hull, and he merely shrugged indifferently at Jandi's contemptuous gaze.

Angelica, however, had a faint blush spread across her cheeks in embarrassment. She lowered her head, avoiding Jandi's scrutinizing stare.

Jandi cast Clean-Up on them.

"Wow." Jack Sparrow sniffed the fresh scent on his body. It was the clean smell he had not experienced in a long time.

He touched his now spotless clothes and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Angelica gently adjusted her hair. Under the magic's effect, her strands had become exceptionally smooth and shone with a healthy luster.

"Listen up." Jandi's tone was stern. "You must keep yourselves clean every day. After getting up, you must..."

Jandi went on and on, listing a whole string of things they needed to pay attention to. In short, he demanded that they remain clean and tidy.

Angelica had no objections. She thought keeping clean was a good thing.

But Jack Sparrow seemed rebellious by nature and always liked to argue against others.

"We're pirates, not noble lords. Besides, that isn't a bad smell—it's masculine charm." As Jack Sparrow spoke, he deliberately rubbed his sleeve against the deck, then looked at Jandi provocatively.

Jandi said nothing. He merely extended a finger and gave it a light tap. Jack Sparrow's body suddenly floated into the air. He waved his limbs around as though enjoying the unexpected flight.

"Ha ha, this is pretty fun. I've never experienced flying before. You can make me go a little higher."

Jack Sparrow continued speaking with a provocative look on his face.

But then his smile froze. His body suddenly dropped, plunging into a large barrel filled with hot water. The temperature made him howl in pain.

At the same time, several stiff-bristled brushes began scrubbing him back and forth. Those brushes had originally been meant for scrubbing the deck, and their bristles were incredibly hard.

Before long, Jack Sparrow could not take it anymore and hurriedly begged for mercy.

Seeing Jack Sparrow's miserable state, Angelica did not dare say anything. She merely stood quietly to one side.

Besides, being able to bathe every day aboard a ship was practically a dream come true for Angelica.

As the sun slowly set and the moon quietly rose, Jandi had already prepared a lavish dinner.

The dining table was covered with all kinds of food. The aroma of steak wafted through the air, fresh vegetables and fruits were brightly colored, and the baked bread gave off an enticing fragrance.

"This feels like a dream."

Angelica sighed. She had never enjoyed such a lavish dinner before, especially the fresh fruits and vegetables, which were rare luxuries at sea.

Jack Sparrow sat down without ceremony and swiftly devoured the steak before him. After a busy day, he had long been starving.

Though Jandi was somewhat displeased with his behavior, he still fried him another steak.

Angelica also began enjoying the meal. She used her utensils elegantly, savoring every bite. After dinner, Wes asked when they would arrive at White Hat Bay.

"How much longer until White Hat Bay?" Wes asked.

"Three more days." Jack Sparrow pondered, his voice echoing through the dim cabin.

His gaze passed through the porthole and fixed on the turbulent sea in the distance, but in his heart, he was calculating the voyage and his rest time. "I can't steer for twenty-four hours a day. I need rest."

Wes said nothing more. He simply took an exquisite little bottle from his cloak and tossed it to Jack.

"What is this?" Jack Sparrow caught the bottle and examined it curiously.

Under the dim yellow light, the emerald-green liquid inside the bottle glimmered mysteriously.

"Something good that will keep you from sleeping for three days and three nights. Don't worry, it isn't poisonous."

Jack Sparrow uncorked the bottle and gave it a light sniff. A fresh floral scent wafted into his nose, instantly invigorating his weary mind.

Angelica grabbed his hand, trying to stop him from drinking the unknown liquid.

"Don't worry. Mr. Wizard has plenty of ways to deal with us. There's no need for such an unnecessary extra step." Jack Sparrow drained the potion in one gulp.

The cool potion traveled down his throat into his stomach, and he immediately felt as though a spring of clear water had nourished his exhausted body and soul.

"Burp~" Jack Sparrow opened his mouth and expelled a puff of green gas. His eyes seemed to shine even brighter.

"Jack?" Angelica clasped Jack Sparrow's hand worriedly. "Are you all right?"

Jack Sparrow shook his head. "I feel fantastic! I feel like I could fight all day."

Jack Sparrow suddenly swept Angelica into his arms and kissed her deeply.

Angelica enjoyed it at first, but then remembered there were other people here and shoved Jack Sparrow away.

"Captain Sparrow, I didn't give you that potion so you could do this." Wes looked speechlessly at the impatient Jack Sparrow.

Angelica pretended to be busy straightening her clothes, trying to hide her embarrassment.

Jack Sparrow took her hand and led her out of the dining hall. His voice echoed through the corridor: "I'm going to take the helm now. We'll reach White Hat Bay as soon as possible."