"A misunderstanding?"
When Shanghai Pirate King heard the elf across from him say that, he found it especially amusing.
"There's no misunderstanding. This is revenge-our revenge against the elves."
Shanghai Pirate King spoke with absolute conviction... though this operation was actually intended to capture elves and satisfy his own desires, not to exact revenge.
But to deceive others, one had to deceive oneself first. Shanghai Pirate King was doing exactly that, and it had worked. So when he spoke, his conscience was clear, his tone solemn and filled with unquestionable indignation.
Eliunor, meanwhile, was utterly bewildered.
"Sir, please tell me, what did we do?"
"An attack."
Shanghai Pirate King answered without hesitation.
"Last autumn, our country's First Fleet visited Casarina Island, which belonged to the Macon League at the time. On the return voyage, at night, a magic ship capable of manipulating and creating illusions attacked the fleet's flagship, and a group of half-elven magical sword-and-shield fighters boarded it.
"In the sudden battle, we suffered over a hundred casualties. One of the King's Guards was also captured, interrogated, and tortured to death. We know for certain that his body is in the Blue Flame Archipelago."
Eliunor's heart sank.
The scene Shanghai Pirate King described-the night, the illusion-producing magic ship, the boarding party of half-elven magical sword-and-shield fighters-each detail was like a key, precisely unlocking something in his memory.
The Mirror Sea Adventuring Company. Its commander, Hobert.
And his infamous magical warship, the Mirror Moon, whose hull was enchanted with Greater Mirror Magic, allowing it to conceal itself perfectly in moonlight and even create false images.
Eliunor disliked the Mirror Sea Adventuring Company because Hobert and his subordinates were a morally dubious bunch. They believed in the supremacy of pure-blooded elves and held half-elves and the humans serving the Blue Flame