"Captain, making money feels great in the moment, but this is going to cause us endless trouble..." Behind Nie Yun, Golden Fang, the scheming adviser who had returned from Shattered Star City, wore a miserable expression.
Granted, earning a net hundred million just by taking their forces out for a spin was the sort of windfall he would never have dared dream of before.
But the greater the profit, the greater the risk. This time, they had offended two of the top local powers at once. If either Black Sail or the Locke Conglomerate decided to retaliate afterward, Golden Fang figured they might as well divide up their belongings and go their separate ways.
"We'll deal with trouble when it comes. Besides, have you ever seen pirates rise to power peacefully?"
The pie was only so big. If you wanted more resources, you inevitably encroached on the established powers' interests. You could either remain an obscure little pirate who knew his place, or climb to the top over the corpses of other Pirate Crews.
Golden Fang froze. From the sound of it, this Captain had some serious ambitions...
Meanwhile, after Beckman's fleet "surrendered," Nie Yun gave them no chance to make contact with the Ghost Pirate Gang, sending them straight to Catherine's Secret Base instead.
"Sir Beckman, look! It's the other expeditionary fleet!" his adjutant exclaimed excitedly.
Outside the viewport were the Fallen Angel and the other warships.
Only upon seeing these friendly forces did Beckman and the other Twin Stars officers finally believe that they really had escaped death.
Beckman's feelings were complicated.
When he had been trapped in a desperate situation, it was his rival Alsace who had come to his rescue. For someone who thought so highly of himself, that left him feeling defeated.
"To think