The next day.
On a small island somewhere in the northwest direction of the Seashell Island.
Dozens of ships were seen to be docked some distance away from that island, they were waving the black flags picturing skull and bones on them. Most of the pirates were resting on those ships while a few important figures of that pirate group had gone to that small island with only a few trees and some bushes growing on it.
"Captain, infiltrating into the Seashell island seems to be harder than we had thought. The defenses are completely airtight. We haven't gotten a word from any spy we had sent before. The only information we got till now is from the foreign merchants that had exited the island before we put it on lockdown. But since they were the only source for the minuscule amount of information we could get from the island, we are now letting some of them pass through our blockade and let them trade."