Black Sea West Coast, close to the New Continent side.
A fleet of black sails formed by six pirate ships, flying the black Dragon-Head Banner, is riding the year-round prevailing northeast trade winds from north to south.
Chirp chirp chirp...
As they are already close to the continent, the seagulls, acting as marine guides, flock together accompanying the fleet.
As a migratory bird, autumn has arrived, and it's time for them to head south for winter, perfectly timed to travel with this fleet.
"After being away for more than a year, finally back to the New Continent again, this place is still more suited for pirate life."
Jasmine Stella, dressed in fitted leather armor, stands on the forecastle, stretches her arms overhead, revealing her slender waist and long legs, her tall and athletic figure laid bare.
Turning her head, she sees the captain, dressed casually in a shirt and fitted pants, leaning on the railing with focused attention on a letter.
