Midway up the mountain.
The pirates of the Undertow Pirate Crew were also in an unstable state of mind.
One of the most important things to pirates was their pirate ships.
A pirate ship was the equivalent of a pirate's legs. Without a ship, how could they move across the vast sea?
Although they had recently been building this incomprehensible base on the island under Charles's orders.
It was more because they obeyed Charles's commands.
They could not understand what this base was for, nor did they particularly want to rack their brains over it.
But now that the Bone Anchor Pirate Crew had sailed all the ships away, the problem was serious.
Some Tide Warriors came to ask, "Captain, they've sailed all the ships away. How are we supposed to leave the island in the future?"
Others said, "Let's go down and kill them, then seize the ships back, Captain!"
Charles stopped them. At the same time, he activated an ability from the Succubus. Smiling faintly, he reassured them in an exceptionally stirring voice, "Everyone, don't worry!"
"They won't sail the ships away."
"They're using the ships to force us down the mountain, so they can wait for us at its foot."
"If we rush down the mountain, we'll expend our strength, while they'll have rested at the foot of the mountain and remain in perfect condition. They want to wear us down this way."
"Can we fall for that!?"
"No!"
The pirates immediately shouted.
Charles nodded approvingly and continued, "You must have noticed as well—their ships are moving very slowly. They're definitely trying to lure us down."
There was a bewitching quality to Charles's voice, an ability that came from the Succubus.
Female Succubi aroused desire in men.
And a male Succubus's charm was even more effective against