The Charlotte Family Attacks, Morgans' Excitement

Lead-gray cumulonimbus clouds hung low over the horizon like rags soaked in ink, completely shutting out the sunlight.

The sea wind whipped waves several meters high across the surface, smashing them down and sending white foam exploding into the air. The entire sea carried the oppressive, killing stillness of a storm about to break.

Ten enormous jet-black warships cleaved through the surging waves at full speed, heading toward the Mogaro Kingdom.

Dozens of short, burly, rough-looking men stood in neat rows on every deck. They looked exactly alike, as if copied and pasted, wearing rooster-comb caps studded with ox horns. Thick black beards covered their chins, sharp longswords rested in their hands, and vicious auras radiated from their bodies.

Four figures stood on the deck at the prow of the flagship. They were the leaders of this operation.

At the very front stood Charlotte Cracker. His true body was hidden within a tough Biscuit Soldier.

Standing beside him was Charlotte Daifuku. He was tall and powerfully built, with long limbs, short yellow hair, and a pair of drooping mustaches. The metal earrings on his ears lightly clinked with the ship's swaying. The shoulder decorations on his blue padded coat resembled two round mochi balls, while his yellow cloak snapped in the sea wind. Around his waist was a belt bearing the symbol of a magic lamp.

Beside Daifuku stood Charlotte Oven, whose entire body faintly steamed with heat. He was just as powerfully built, his short golden-orange hair deliberately grown into three flame-like points. His upper body was bare, an orange cloak of matching color draped behind him, and orange trousers paired with pointed leather shoes covered his lower body. He gave off an air of calm savagery.

Leaning against the railing and casually wiping the large blade in his