Walking out of his room, Carlos shouted, "Someone!"
"Captain!" The two subordinates guarding outside immediately hurried before Carlos and dropped to one knee.
"You two, immediately notify all the officers to come see me."
"Yes, Captain!"
Half an hour later, the core crewmates handling affairs across Sun Island and Moon Island had all gathered at Carlos's mansion on Sun Island.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Carlos sat in his chair, sipping black tea as he said gravely, "Dolores and Riley, the two of you will lead one-third of our forces in remaining behind to guard Sun Moon Island and maintain order there."
"The rest will follow me in attacking Qingsang Island. War is about to begin. Go make preparations immediately. We set out officially at eight tomorrow morning."
Qingsang Island was the closest island to Sun Moon Island that belonged to the Sirius Pirates. Everyone on the island raised silkworms and wove cloth. It relied on its textile industry, and the fabrics and clothes it produced were high-quality, exquisitely made, and stylishly designed, generating considerable tax revenue every year.
"Yes!" Everyone immediately bowed to accept the order. None of them dared disobey or question Carlos's commands in the slightest. Carlos was usually easygoing, but when it came to serious matters, he disliked nonsense and had even less patience for doubts. They only needed to obey orders.
The many subordinates hurried off to prepare. Carlos returned to his room to rest and gather his strength, preparing to take part in the first great storm he had stirred up since entering the New World.
At eight the next morning, while the sky was still barely light, Carlos led his crewmates aboard the Underworld Moon and set sail straight for Qingsang Island.
Since Carlos's forces were currently limited, the Underworld Moon alone