The pirate quickly swiped the floor. After a while, he put some of the potion on his leg and shrugged his shoulders with a satisfied expression.
"It's a real potion. Ask me anything," the pirate said.
"How long has that guy been staying here?" Abel asked.
"You've only been in our hideout for a short time, but he's been a great help."
"For example?"
"He tells me where the best ships to attack are and where they are going."
"Really? Then it would be good to just raid the Schultz headquarters?"
"Of course."
Abel finally understood how a small pirate group like Billy Guts had gained such real-time information. It wouldn't have been possible to control only the Schultz fleet with the help of the Navy alone.
"But why did you do something like that? If the sea god gave you the information, you could have raided other companies."
"I don't know. I just did what the Admiral told me to do."
Well, this guy was just a crew member who followed orders.
