Fruitful Trip

'Gods of the heavens, please hear my prayers and come to our aid.

Please... Save us all.'

Emilia silently said her prayers before getting dragged away harshly.

"Move, wench!!"

~Drrr!!

Emelia lowered her face and walked through the snowy ground barefoot expressionlessly.

Just like her feet, her heart was completely chilled into ice.

For many other prisoners, their expressions and thoughts were similar too.

No one liked to be a slave.

NO ONE!

They marched in long lines, lowering their heads as if accepting their faiths.

Meanwhile, the pirates continuously suppressed them, making sure that everything was in order.

Pirate Third Mate, Jingo the Toothless, calmly got on his horse and rode towards one of the estates within the town.

In pirate crews, there were over 30 positions that people could fit into.