As the epidemic around the Golden Sea is slowly brought under control and the navigational season arrives, the Black Sea route between the Golden Sea and the New and Old Continents is gradually becoming lively.
Although the autumn feeling is getting stronger, the spring belonging to the pirates has already returned.
Swish, swish, swish...
A cruiser, with a black dragon head pirate flag hanging on the mast, having a low body and a large sail surface, appears quite unique, gliding through the blue waves of the sea like an elegant black swan.
Compared to most of the bloated, high-decked battleships at this time, it feels like it's flying just above the water's surface.
Olivia stands quietly on the foredeck, staring at the waves continuously being split by the Venus with its V-shaped bow, her gaze slightly dazed.
Woosh—
The sea breeze brushes against "her" chubby round face.
