"First Mate, what do we do?"

"What will happen to us now?"

The crew members all got agitated as several images flashed through their minds.

Thinking of their glorious years, they were very much unwilling to become dogs for others.

Without a doubt, whoever takes them next, would assign them to do the worst jobs on the ships for years in order to beat obedience and loyalty into them.

Their first few years in any new crew would be hell.

This was a relatively standard practice most crews did, and even they had done the same to others who got reassigned to their crew sometime back.

But where did they ever think that it would be their time to suffer like that?

They were very much unwilling.

In fact, even the newbies in the crew were unwilling.

Some had just graduated from doing these things, and all of a sudden, they have to do them again?

It was like repeating the same 3-year course over and over again after passing it the first time.

It wasn't fair!

At this point, they were hoping that they got reassigned to work at headquarters instead.

It was better than getting dragged by countless others.

They who had been on the top of the pirate list were proud to the bones and even found it beneath them to work for crews that weren't at Quick Eyes level.

Dammit!

Who the hell took their Captain and plunged them into this level of despair?

Everyone's eyes were red with rage as they glanced around their messy base that looked like it had just survived some great ordeal.

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Four-Fingers raised his hand to call for silence.

"Everyone, calm down and listen up!

The treasure we seized while completing our mission is barely enough to guarantee our stay here.

The enemy has already stolen all our treasures on the island.

So we have no choice but to move towards headquarters.

What we have should be enough to take all through our journey."

Listening to Four-Fingers, everyone frowned a bit.

"But First Mate, wouldn't it be advisable for us to stay back and start searching for the Captain?"

"Yeah. If we can find him fast, then this whole issue would go away."

Four-Fingers looked at them and smiled bitterly: "that wouldn't work."

"Why?"

"Because everything would end up far worse than it already is.

Of course, as per the rules, this matter must be reported to headquarters immediately.

Currently, we are very few in number.

So say we split up into 2 halves; One staying and one leaving.

Those leaving would have a higher chance of survival than those staying.

The enemy wasn't afraid to make a move on our Captain.

So they might take this opportunity to strike those staying behind."

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Listening to him, everyone couldn't help thinking about it more.

What he said made sense.

Who knows what the enemy has up their sleeves?

Four-Fingers nodded in satisfaction when seeing their stern yet anxious expressions on their faces.

"Everyone, I honestly suspect that it's the temple.

And you all know how brutal they can be.

They're the only large force that could make such a build and public move against us.

While staying behind, you probably want to head to the memories in the Pyno continent to begin your search.

But what if that's what the temple wants?

Additionally, we don't even have enough money.

So if any of you start searching for the Captain, how are you all going to maintain yourselves?

Again, even though we are pirates greatly feared by those on land, what if someone schemes against a fee of you and ends up killing you all for greed?

What if the temple gets someone to poison you or something of that nature while staying in Pyno.

That said, we don't have enough power or money to sustain ourselves here.

That's why we have to go back to headquarters.

From there, they would grant us permission to look for him for the next 5 years, as well as assign several elites to assist us.

So even though I want to start searching for Captain Quick Eyes, we can't do it now.

However, this doesn't mean that others can't."

Eh?

Everyone looked at Four-Fingers in confusion.

What did he mean?

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Four-Fingers folded his arms and leaned in the dusty wall silently.

"It's simple.

I said we won't be involved with the search for now.

But that doesn't mean that nothing will get done.

Have you all forgotten that we have very trusted allies within the Pyno continent?"

Allies?

Everyone's eyes lit up.

Yes! Yes! They did have allies there.

So why didn't they think of it sooner?

They had 7 strong allies in the Pyno Continent.

There was Sir Nopline, who was an ally to many other pirates... There was also Sir Walter and 5 others.

At this point, all they had to do was send word to their allies, who would in turn, start looking and collecting news on the matter.

So once they returned with the elites from Morgany, they could immediately attack the culprits, hacking them to death.

Unless their Captain was dying, these allies wouldn't step in to rescue him, hence revealing themselves.

After all, they wanted their ally relationship to remain confidentially.

So the moment their allies step in, others would know that they were allies of pirates, making information gathering and many other aspects very difficult moving forward.

In short, they didn't want any of their cards unfolded for other enemies to see.

Everyone else agreed as well.

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"First Mate, let's do what you've said then.

I think it's better than what we had in mind."

"Yeah!

And if our event is indeed the temple, then we can't act rash, making decisions that could cost all of our lives."

"Hmhm. I agree.

As of now, we can't stay on the island for long since we don't know when the enemy will strike again.

So we have to quickly send word out to our allies before getting out of here."

Four-Fingers nodded in contentment and smiled cruelly.

Once he got back with the elites, he would have his revenge!