"Have you heard? There are too many Goblins on North Pirate Island, and the generals are preparing to reduce their numbers..."
"Yeah, I heard that. They're going to send over twenty or thirty thousand new Goblin slaves."
"By then, we can get rid of all those old, weak, sick, and disabled ones; keeping them is just a waste of food."
"Hey, I heard General Heimu is having a great time in the New Continent. Why didn't he take us with him?"
"Don't listen to their nonsense. The New Continent is incredibly dangerous. Just the monsters from the Sea of Death and the Caribbean Sea alone are enough to cause a headache. They hold very long grudges."
"Indeed, that's true. Less than half of the people who went to the New Continent last time survived, and of the nine warships, only five..."
"It's better here on North Pirate Island, though the food is a bit scarce, it's still better than risking our lives adventuring out."
