The Pirate Captain spoke.
In his slightly hoarse voice.
It seemed to carry a hint of chill.
"We don't remember exactly when it happened, after all, we've been here so long that we've lost track of time.
Anyway, it was a night, the moon was quite large that night. Although it was nighttime, we weren't sleeping; we were riding the waves.
That's the life of a pirate."
First Mate Bell interjected, "At that time, we were being chased by ships from the Alchemy Empire."
Durut sighed, "Alright, we were being chased then, but to be honest, we're not quite sure why.
Perhaps we angered the Alchemy Empire at some point, maybe we stole their supplies or something.
But after all, we're pirates, stealing is nothing unusual."
First Mate Bell continued, "There was an unknown Mage on our ship at that time, who volunteered to board during one of our raids.
