"Hernando..."

Zefa was taken aback, his pupils contracting. "Are you sure his name is Hernando?"

"Yes, his name is Hernando," Ian said with absolute certainty.

...

On a village on Pegasus Island, flames were raging everywhere, and many people lay dead in pools of blood. The laughter and shouts of the pirates were deafening in the village, mingling with the sound of the flames.

"Alliance Leader, is what we're doing really appropriate?"

Above the village, on a hillside, several pirates watched this scene. One of them said with a hint of pity.

Even pirates have different purposes.

At least he thought looting was acceptable, but massacre was too much. He was a pirate, one of those who pursued their dreams, not a ruthless villain who would do anything.

Among the crowd, the blond, burly man at the front watched the scene calmly and said in a deep voice, "Those who don't submit to my rule, this is it. It's just a village; once it's gone, it's gone."

He drew his weapon and shouted to the men below, "Men!"

"oh!!!"

The pirates, who were wreaking havoc, all looked up and roared.

"Go kill, go rob, unleash your inner madness, follow your heart's choice, do whatever you want, this is permitted by me, the leader of the Pirate Alliance, the Alliance Master Hernando!"

"Long live the Alliance Commander!"

"With the Alliance Leader leading us, we will definitely be the most terrifying pirate crew!"

The pirates all shouted out.

The flames burned higher and higher, almost reaching the sky. The burly, blond man raised his head, looked up at the sky, and murmured, "You should have received the news by now. Hurry up and come, teacher..."