On the surface of the sea, a small boat was sailing quickly.
Whitebeard and his men, who had successfully escaped from the lawless land, were sunbathing on the deck.
A few large boxes were moved out, and the crew opened them with anticipation. As expected, a large pile of gold and jewelry appeared in their sight.
Everyone picked them up greedily, looking at it in a daze, grabbing and biting.
Only Whitebeard was sitting in the corner, his hand on the fence, quietly looking at the vast sea.
"It's all thanks to our captain's strength. Otherwise, we might have all died there."
A pirate who was obviously an officer started to divide the treasure while he complimented Whitebeard.
Soon, an extra large portion was placed in front of Whitebeard.
The officer said respectfully, "Captain, according to the rules, these are all yours."
90% of all the loot would belong to the captain. This was an unwritten rule among pirates.
