Ships did not always sail in a straight line, and in addition to a compass, determining the direction of a ship also required the rich experience of a captain. Pirates sailed on the sea all year round, and a calculating pirate like Jupiter was constantly learning from the shadows. Thus, under the control of the pirates, no incidents occurred to the ship.
Saleen and Sika were sitting on the watchtower, both of them feeling calm watching the rising waves. In two days, the pirates had managed to sail for more than six hundred miles. If they had been on land, they could not have achieved such a speed of advance.
This pirate ship was forty meters long, and even though it was nothing compared to a warship, few magic beasts impeded their voyage.
With green seas, blue skies, and the freezing wind against his face, Saleen was feeling bored one day when he suddenly heard the sound of the metal whistle coming from the ship’s bow.
"Well, Sika, we are in trouble."
