"You can take anything you want, but please don't harm us!"
After a while, Mr. Jeruno, who had recovered, stood up. He had seen many big scenes, and he was old enough now.
At his age, many things that others might fear are not so frightening to him anymore.
He had enjoyed life and endured hardships. In this world, it's hard to find anything that he fears.
He stood at the forefront of his family members.
At this moment, the ship was just anchored on the sea, slightly swaying. Compared to Mr. Jeruno's calmness, others appeared somewhat flustered.
He did not reveal the other party's identity; until now, he treated them as pirates.
He was well aware that if he shouted out the other party's identity, without a doubt, no one here, on this ship, would survive!
The leader looked somewhat fat... well, quite robust as well. It's a body type that's hard to describe.
If you call him fat, he doesn't seem obese. His exposed wrists and neck brimmed with muscle and strength.
