A small naval battle broke out just like that.
The old captain immediately took the helm himself and turned the ship away from the fighting, even activating an acceleration formation. It worked quite well, and the little pirate ship promptly picked up speed, but before long, a series of explosions came from below deck. The acceleration formation had broken.
This little pirate ship was not just small... it was also falling apart.
Fortunately, neither fleet was particularly large. They were nothing compared to the clash between the Two Great Churches' navies that Kallen had witnessed, so the little pirate ship he was aboard was not caught up in the fighting.
But honestly, that had proved him wrong rather quickly.
Wasn't Fire Island supposed to value rules above all else? Hadn't the Lomaford Pirate Alliance established rules here? Wasn't fighting prohibited within Fire Island's territory?
Now, that did not seem to be the case.
So either the old captain had lied to him... of course, he had no reason to. Kallen had not only saved him but also clearly expressed his intention to leave. He would not be taking this pirate ship, either. The captain would have to be out of his mind to entertain any other ideas now;
That left only one possibility: a major upheaval had occurred on the island, destroying Fire Island's peace.
"Ah."
Kallen sighed.
"What are you sighing for, meow?"
"It seems none of the islands we land on are peaceful."
"Would you want to visit a primitive aboriginal tribe or a little fishing-village island? Go sightseeing, take a vacation, experience the exotic local customs? Watch the men, women, and children perform grass-skirt dances for you?
"It isn't the sea that's unpeaceful. Our destinations are places where peace is hard to come by.
"Still, I would