The fleet of ships, each flying its own flag in the breeze, caught Aizel's attention as he examined the horizon.
As the ship's crew sprung into action, the resonant toll of bells echoed through the air like a clarion call to alert everyone on board.
"SEA BANDITS ARE HERE"
*RING*
What sea bandits! They are fucking pirates!" Aizel thought.
[Master, do you think they are also finding the treasure just like that rubber boy?]
His eyebrows twitched after hearing that.
Meanwhile, on the other side,
"Boss, this ship looks like it belongs to the royals."
"Hehe boss, this is a golden goose."
The mysterious boss, who stood at least eight feet tall, was a towering presence. His demeanor radiated malice and authority, aided by the expensive long hat they wore.
