The New Marines fleet advanced in force toward Hachinosu Island. Before long, the massive fleet had drawn the attention of the pirates on Hachinosu Island.
At the watchtower in Rocky Port.
A bored sentry held a wine cup, drunkenly trading dirty jokes with his companion. Life for the pirates of Hachinosu Island was this plain and unpretentious—every day, all they needed to think about was fine wine and beautiful women.
On this island, no one interfered with whatever the pirates wanted to do. The slaves captured and brought to the island were not the private property of any great pirate, but something everyone could share.
"I'm planning to put to sea with Captain Gero tomorrow. Guarding this coastline every day is way too boring."
"The sea wind has wrinkled my skin."
"I need to snatch some fresh young girls and make my body feel alive again."
A flintlock pistol hung at the pirate's waist. After taking a huge gulp of wine, he wore an intoxicated smile. In his mind, he already seemed to be imagining the spoils he would gain after putting to sea tomorrow.
However, while he was talking, the other pirate sharing the watchtower was peering out toward the open sea through a telescope. The pirate seemed to have discovered something incredible. His body had gone completely rigid, and he had no intention of replying.
"Hey, why are you acting all serious at a time like this?"
"I'm talking to you."
"Are you jealous that I get to go to sea? If you want to go too, then beg me. I'll put in a word with Captain Gero. Taking you along wouldn't be a problem, hahaha!"
Seeing that his companion ignored him, the pirate assumed the other man was sulking out of jealousy. After another gulp of wine,