Was the life of a pirate difficult? Well, contrary to the wishes of many people who romanticize pirate life, sailing the seas and fighting with "noble" warships and sailors, pirate life was difficult. A small supply of water for swimming, and the same amount of food, stretched with great difficulty and consisting mainly of fish, adverse weather, storms, whirlpools, underwater reefs.

A pirate faces a lot of difficulties in his life. But Aventurine was satisfied with everything. He liked it. The feeling of the wind in your hair, the honorary hat of the captain of a pirate ship and the loyal crew behind you. He genuinely liked it. Even the battles, even if they often brought injuries and even casualties, but he liked them.

The man's saber rests against the neck of the captain of one of the ships that they successfully captured.

"It seems that this is the end of your service, Mr. Stone.."

Aventurine grins, making a lunge with his sword, but freezes when one of his team calls out to him and calls somewhere towards the hold. With a heavy sigh, he leaves the prisoner under the supervision of his team and descends the stairs, arching an eyebrow when he comes across rooms closed with bars.

"So this ship was used by the noble military to transport criminals? Oh? And who is this?"

Walking past completely empty cells, Aventurine freezes near one camera, curiously examining the girl who was sitting inside.

"Who is this sweet pie?"