As the ship continued forward.
Philippa saw many familiar pirate groups.
And at the dock on the small island, she saw a black pirate flag emblazoned with dragon-shaped wings—the Black Dragon Pirate Group.
What is going on?
What the hell.
Just as she thought about returning to the cabin to report the situation here, a ship from the Mad Lion Pirate Group slowly approached.
The brown explosive hair, like that of a lion—'Jokim'.
He leaped directly from the ship, landing on this one.
With one hand on Philippa's shoulder, he said, "Quite the spectacle, eh?"
Philippa's gaze narrowed slightly as she shook off his arm, "Why are you all gathered here?"
Jokim looked her up and down and laughed, "Come on, you'll know once you get on the island."
Seeing his appearance, Philippa didn't ask any further and said to the pirates on her ship: "Leave some people to guard the ship; the rest go ashore to rest. Restrain yourselves and don't cause trouble everywhere."
