Across the boundless sea, emerald waves rolled endlessly. Apart from the warship sailing alone, only the occasional fish leaping from the water and seagulls gliding across the sky brought life and vitality to the tranquil scene.
Suddenly, a black speck appeared in everyone's line of sight in the distance.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"It's a pirate ship! Pirates are coming!"
There was not the slightest hint of panic in the urgent calls. Instead, they were filled with excitement, vigor, and eagerness to give battle.
Indeed, with two Marine Admirals stationed aboard, anyone would have unwavering confidence and conviction.
"Captain, it's a Marine trainee warship!"
"Captain, shouldn't we run?"
"Marine trainee warships are far more terrifying than regular warships. I've heard that besides rear admirals and vice admirals, they may even have a Marine Headquarters Admiral accompanying them!"
The pirates looked fearfully and timidly at their simple-minded captain.
As crew members who had been forcibly "recruited" along the way, they naturally knew that beneath their captain's simple and foolish appearance lay a heart that belonged to a devil.
"Should we run? But I don't want to run!" Weevil bit his finger and said with a conflicted expression.
"Captain, there might be a Marine Admiral on that warship!" one of the pirates reminded him in a low voice.
"A Marine Admiral? That sounds like something really annoying!" Weevil pouted and threw a punch. "Why did you make me think of something unpleasant? You're a bad person!"
The pirate struck in the chest by that little fist exploded on the spot, splattering the surrounding pirates with bright-red blood.
"What should we do, then?" Weevil furrowed his brow again.
The pirates who had received the "little-fist warning" shuddered and hurriedly said, "Charge in and kill all those Marines!"
Weevil nodded in satisfaction. "Looks like