"The moon is dark, and the wind is high, truly a fine night."
Bailuo looked at the overcast clouds blocking Star Night and had Uncle slow the boat towards the shore.
Since there were enough boats, there was no need for Lilith to cast a spell to create more, so everyone boarded five small boats and quickly made landfall.
This was a wooden port, quite rudimentary in construction.
It was dotted with numerous single-story wooden houses, roughly capable of accommodating 3,000 people, qualifying it as a mid-sized fishing village.
"We are a bit too close."
The houses were close to the shore, and at this time a few night-watch pirates were patrolling.
However, Bailuo didn't find any boats in the port, and Uncle said, "No boats mean there's another group of pirates not here."
"Someone went out?"
"It seems we'll have to be ready for another battle after this one."
Previously, Uncle had speculated that there might be more than 3,000 pirates.