"Pirates!"
"Pirates!!"
The pirate ship approaching the coast of Dressrosa quickly caught the attention of the people working at the port. A strongman had just loaded some cargo onto a ship and was about to leave when he suddenly spotted the silhouette of a vessel on the distant sea.
After clearly seeing the pirate flag on that ship, the young strongman cried out in alarm, warning the other workers on the docks.
"Pirates? There are pirates?"
"Where? Where?"
On the deck and along the docks, the people who heard the young strongman's shout showed no fear. Instead, they cried out in surprise and rushed toward the ship.
This was a merchant vessel that had come to Dressrosa from elsewhere to conduct business. It stood more than ten meters tall, and its hull blocked the view from the docks. Only after the workers climbed onto the merchant ship's deck did they see the pirate ship out on the sea.
"Ohhh!! It really is a pirate ship!"
"They actually dared to come to Dressrosa? I wonder which bunch of greenhorns they are."
Among the people standing by the rail was an older middle-aged man. Looking at the pirate ship in the distance, he fished out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and pulled one out, just placing it in his mouth when a young fellow beside him, having confirmed it was a pirate ship, hurried toward the docks while shouting at everyone as he ran.
"Pirates are here! Run!"
After yelling that, the young man's figure quickly vanished from the deck.
The middle-aged man with the cigarette in his mouth turned back in a daze, then scratched his head and asked the people nearby, "Where did that kid come from?"
"Skipping work without cause—he only gets half his pay today!"
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