The Great Pirate Era.
The great seas surge and churn, powerhouses destroy and annihilate, each fighting their own battles. It's utterly—
Demotivating!
I, Russil Kuro, age tw...
"Hey, you're not exactly nobody after taking down three of my pirate ships. Hurry up and leave, I'm already here. You can come back and counterattack when you've gathered your strength, but I doubt you'll ever gather that kind of strength, after all, we are the Unicorn Pirates!"
"Are you kidding me!"
Wilbur gritted his teeth as he spoke, and the many marines around him, having recovered from the shockwave, quickly formed ranks around him.
"There are still civilians on the island who need protection. How could the navy retreat? I'm going to arrest you, Yagyu Sekikora!"
Yagyu Ishikora stretched out his arm, and the three small cannons above him rotated, aiming at the group. His smile remained unchanged. "How interesting. If you don't retreat, you'll die!"
The moment he set up the gun emplacements, Wilbur and the entire navy aimed their guns at them.
"shooting!"
The attack, ten times larger, was fired from their muskets, the enlarged projectiles forming a curtain of shells, a dark and awe-inspiring sight.
Yagyu Ishikatsu's smile widened, and with a flick of his arm, sparks flew from the three small cannons.
Da da da!
The bright yellow bullets flew at high speed, like shooting at a target, quickly shattering the huge projectiles that had just been launched, causing them to explode again in the air.
"The weapon quality is terrible!"
Amidst the explosion, Yagyu Ishikora burst forth. Before anyone could react, his hand, clad in a perforated gauntlet, swung forward, unleashing a powerful burst of energy that sent the surrounding Marines flying backward. He then appeared before Wilbur, delivering a knee strike to Wilbur's abdomen. The immense force sent Wilbur flying through the air, gagging.
*Smack*
At that moment, Yagyu Ishikora slammed his right fist down, smashing it hard into Wilbur's head, slamming his airborne body to the ground and creating a dent.
"This is so boring!"
Yagyu Ishikatsu's smile remained unchanged. He shook his head as he looked at Wilbur in the crater, stretched out his right arm, and was about to use the turret to take care of the group when he suddenly froze, his head tilting back instinctively.
Bang!
A bullet flew past his chin and soared into the sky.
Wilbur, panting heavily in the crater, gripped his pistol and glared fiercely at Yagyu Sekikō.
Yagyu Ishikora lowered his head, looked at him, and said, "You're not dead yet?"
“The Navy isn’t as fragile as you think!” Wilbur shouted.
"Oh? That's interesting... You encountered us pirates on this island, so you must be the ones protecting this island, hmm..."
Yagyu Sekiko's eyes darted around, and his smile became even more exaggerated. "How about we play a game?"
"Damn it, the captain's old habit has kicked in again."
Upon hearing this, the pirates who were about to follow up and join the fight, seeing Yagyu Ishitora suddenly launch an attack, all stopped.
"It's the same old thing again, what's the point?"
"There's no way around it, it's the captain's decision. Interrupting him would be a disaster."
The pirates put away their weapons and stopped fighting.
Yagyu Shiko stared at Wilbur and said, "You can't beat me, but I'm willing to give you a chance. Aren't you supposed to protect this island and its people? Here's what we'll do: half a day, dance. Dance a ridiculous dance for half a day. If you can make me laugh, I'll let you go and let you leave this island!"