As time passed, by the latter half of the night, everyone from Patrila Island had boarded the ships. More than three hundred giant warships and over sixty merchant ships immediately began to move. Dragon stood aboard the Wintergrama, leading the way, while Talilun, who had just gathered the people from the northern docks, followed behind. Once the two groups joined up, Dragon activated the Power of Storms. Powerful winds filled the sails, and all the warships began accelerating.
The more than three hundred giant warships were packed with people. Behind them were over fifty medium-sized merchant ships and more than a hundred small merchant ships. These vessels all belonged to the people of Patrila Island. Patrila Island was located in a very remote part of the South Blue, and few people normally came there. The islanders usually sailed out themselves to trade with people from other islands. There were also more than fifty merchant ships across the island, and they came in handy this time, loaded with valuable goods.
Brahms escorted the fleet from the stern. The ships sailed in orderly formation. Aboard the Wintergrama, Dragon spoke with a solemn expression. "We should still prepare to pass through the Calm Belt."
Ivan asked seriously, "Dragon, with so many people, will it be dangerous for us to pass through there?"
Dragon said gravely, "If we don't pass through the Calm Belt, we can only go to Reverse Mountain. That route is even more dangerous. And on this voyage, we can't pass through any World Government member nations. We can only travel across the Sea in one go and reach the center of the Grand Line." Ivan asked worriedly, "Then what about our supplies?"
Dragon said resolutely, "We can only figure it out as we go. We're relocating so many people, after