Since the Heart Pirates had set off from the last island, Bepo had given Hakugan a course to the next one to resupply. The entire trip would only take less than two days, so they didn't have to worry about missing anything.

They were a bit worried about coming to the spring island in the summer because several of them were from the North Blue, so the heat would be quite intense. However, they simply could not sail for weeks on end across the New World seas without stopping for supplies, so it was necessary.

During their journey, they didn't spend much time thinking about the island. The only thing that occupied their minds was whether the inhabitants would immediately fear them as pirates, or whether they would be free to roam the island.

However, when they finally arrived, the reality was completely different than they expected.

When Polar Tang surfaced and Hakugan docked their submarine on the outskirts of the island, they were immediately greeted by a warm climate. Yes, this is Law, Bepo, Penguin, Shachi and Hakugan who had enough here.

However, the further they went into the island, the more surprised they became. The people they passed along the way greeted them normally, as if they were normal people, not pirates. They were slightly surprised, to be honestly.

But as soon as they emerged from the forest into the city, they were frozen in shock. It was one massive festival, with various pirate flags hanging from houses. Normally, the Marines or the world government would have burned them down by now or they fined civilians for this. Penguin and Shachi, shocked, stopped the local children who were carrying various boxes of decorations and asked what was going on. The answer shocked even Law.

"Today we celebrate a pirate festival. Those who liberated this island from the Marines."

The child responded and moved on. It should have been the other way around, but it was. So they could feel at home here. An island that respects pirates. The crew immediately asked the captain if they could wander around the festival, and he finally gave in, but only after Bepo's sweet eyes.

Colors, pirate flags and costumes, food, music, and various attractions. It was so lively and joyful that they couldn't believe such an island existed in the dangerous waters of the New World. They had fun like never before, while also buying supplies for their next cruises.

You, as an island resident, simply sat in the square with your own little booth. You really enjoyed the pirate festival. After all, those whose ships fly the skull and crossbones flag are the heroes of this island, and therefore yours too.

After a while you noticed a few people in white jumpsuits with some logo on them and a talking polar bear mink wandering around. You watched them curiously as you continued serving the island's inhabitants. You wondered who they were and why. They just seemed to be enjoying the festival. But because of the identical outfits...a cult, maybe? You thought.

You dismissed the idea and went back to work. However, after a few minutes, you noticed several of those people heading towards your booth with smiles on their faces. They came closer to take a closer look at what you were selling.