Francis Drake

"Yo, bosses, Pirate Island should be up ahead." The pirate pointed at the island in front of them as he spoke to Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Yeah. You've all had a rough journey too." Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled.

"Ah, boss, saying that makes us sound like strangers. Since us pirates were defeated, we'll properly listen to whatever the other side has to say!" The pirate laughed heartily.

"They're all idiots." Lawrence sat on the railing nearby, looking at the pirates speechlessly.

He had no favorable impression of pirates. They might be straightforward, but straightforward scum was still scum.

Just from the fact that they had charged in without hesitation the moment they saw several beautiful women on their side, it was obvious that these people were no good.

"It would be best to prepare for a fight when we land, Master," Lawrence casually reminded him.

"I understand, Miss Lawrence." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded.

Having gone through two Singularities, his mind had matured greatly. Naturally, he understood what Lawrence was warning him about.

Once the ship docked, the group disembarked. They had barely passed through the pier when they saw a crowd of pirates surrounding them.

The pirates shouted as they waved their broadswords and charged at the group.

Rather than people, they were more like creatures that followed their instincts—living so freely that they became lawless, nothing more than dregs unable to live within human society.

There might be good pirates, but there were far more trash like these.

Still, considering the current situation, Fujimaru Ritsuka gave the usual order. "Attack, but don't kill them. We need information."

"Shinsengumi, charge—!!!" Hijikata Toshizo roared as he rushed forward.

With the combined efforts of the three Servants, the beach was littered with fallen pirates in less than a minute.

"Please spare us, sirs! We meant no