In the heart of the island.
The dense jungle.
Fog shrouded around every side.
But strangely, deep within the jungle was a peaceful scene filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.
Rustle rustle, rustle rustle.
A babbling brook meandered through the jungle, and with its flowing, alluring sounds of water could be heard.
"Water! It's water! There's fresh water!"
"Yo——"
"Hooray~ let's veer together~ hoist the flag~"
Another pirate excitedly sang that classic, enduring "Song of Pirates".
It's estimated that 90% of pirates could barely string a few words of proper grammar together; in their lives, they only knew this one song.
There were many who knew the famed "Demon King's Song", but none dared to sing it.
Charlie carefully blended in with the pirate crowd, not daring to stand out.
After all.
This was the legendary Misty Sea, rumored to be haunted by specters.
