Upon hearing Ivita's words, McLoughlin Valji immediately wanted to argue about who the territory that the Valji family had painstakingly nurtured for decades actually belonged to. Although he vaguely knew he was in the wrong, as a pirate, he believed that only to the victor go the spoils.
But Kertan Valji came forward, held him back, and whispered to McLoughlin Valji, "The protector that our family sought... a fourth-level knight, is on another three-masted heavy ship and can't support us. For now, it seems we should first dispose of these people by chopping them up and throwing them into the sea."
"Now, nearly half of the well-known pirates in the Transfer Port are watching."
"Sir, what do you think?"
McLoughlin Valji lifted his head, his eyes flickering, looking at Ivita hesitantly. Born into a smuggler family, his inclination was to avoid harm and seek gains. The current situation was shaking his resolve.
