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"It seems they're serious this time," an officer said anxiously, holding a telescope, "I have spotted a 60-gun ship of the line."
Yet the man with the eight-character mustache scoffed with disdain:
"Hmph, what's there to fear? Even if it's a first-rate ship, at most, they'll just cruise outside the harbor. We have fortifications after all," he said.
Another officer nodded:
"Exactly, if the commerce at the port stops, they too will suffer a great loss. I suspect it will all end with them paying compensation—just a bit more, at worst," he said.
However, no matter what the pirates thought, the atmosphere in Bizerte Port still hinted at an impending storm. The merchant ships, especially those from Europe, did not hesitate to weigh anchor and leave this place of trouble.
On the "Advance," in the officer's cabin, Bertier looked towards the officer responsible for negotiations and said calmly:
"As expected, it seems that we will have to apprehend those pirates ourselves."
