Three days later.
The wild storms of the New World are nothing unusual for the Disaster Pirates, not to mention the Death Star.
No one considers it a terrifying thing. Although the ship sways on the waves, it remains stable. Even when things get intense, Renedia can simply step out and stabilize the ship with her power, and once the intensified force subsides, everything is fine again.
Then...
Moriah let it go.
It's not like Moriah hasn't been to the New World before. It was only about a decade ago that he ventured to the first half; back in those days, he was quite spirited, roaming the New World as he pleased.
Beyond the permanent atmospheric and environmental changes caused by battles among the strong, the New World indeed possesses miraculous weather and islands, as well as magical seascapes...
But no matter how amazing it is, they can't remain in the eye of the storm for three days straight!
Even the harshness of the New World isn't quite to that extent...
Sailing away from the storm region should mean the weather turns clear again, yet throughout these three days, it hasn't been sunny at all, not even a pause from the rain. It's unclear whether the storm region is vast or if this storm is following the Death Star...
Sometimes it gets even more intense, but compared to this, the pirates on the ship, besides Urouge and the newly recruited subordinates from the former Fallen Monk Pirates, barely flinch, acting as if nothing is happening.
Dutifully pulling the ropes of the sails, pedaling in the power room to boost energy, wandering back and forth within the storm, their experience is quite impressive, ensuring they don't get blown away by the hurricane.
So skilled that it's heart-wrenching.
Even the navigator Lily, who should be the most astonished, remains calm, entirely unfazed by the continuous storms over the past three days, occasionally stepping out just to check directions, ensuring they're still on course.
Just when he was puzzled and seeking enlightenment, Hawkins said something that made things clear.
"Our captain's fate... is full of twists and turns."
He immediately saw the light!
There was just one thing he still didn't understand...
"Many in the New World possess qualifications of an overlord; some powerful individuals can change the weather and summon clouds, but as far as causing storms, among those I know, it's only you... The ocean is truly amazing, Sage. Yet, I haven't seen you use your Supreme King power?"
Inside the captain's cabin, Moriah reclined on the sofa, asking Sage this, then turned to Bella, who was about to pour drinks, saying, "Just the red wine will do."
Bella took a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, pouring some for Moriah. He sniffed the liquid, his eyes sparkling, savoring it with a grace that contradicts his hefty figure, nodding and saying, "It's Napa Red Wine, over ten years old. This vintage has fetched as high as 2.4 million Belly."
Other wines he tastes generally, but when it comes to red wine, he's an absolute connoisseur.
"The taste is good, came by it in a raid."
Sage, lounging on his throne, waited for Bella to pour the red wine into his Gemstone Wine Glass before saying, "Moreover, the storm has nothing to do with me; I admit I may have drawn some influence, but it's the weather's cause, not mine. My Supreme King power is normal and wouldn't cause a storm."
His Supreme King power is entirely normal, only capable of causing clouds to appear, the storm came on its own, truly unrelated to him.
He's even used his Supreme King power to dispel storms before; how could this storm be related to him?
Ridiculous!
"Heh-heh-heh-heh, still encountering a troubled captain."
Moriah laughed oddly, "So, what's next?"
"I was just about to inform you, but you came on your own. Now, let's head to the third floor. After three days, it's time for a meeting. Bella, go to the kitchen and find Marika, bring the food over, we'll discuss as we eat."
Sage downed his drink, standing to make his way to the internal stairs, heading up to the third-floor meeting room.
The meeting room featured a round table, with a golden velvet throne at the head. To the left of the throne, Lily was already seated, waiting. To her left was an empty spot, and further left was Renedia, engrossed in drawing plans.
Glancing over it seems to be a design of a ship. The current plans depict an overall layout, which appears quite large.
Sage took his throne, Moriah seated at his right, waiting silently for the other officials to arrive.
Soon enough, Hawkins and Urouge arrived, one after the other on the third floor, with the former sitting to Moriah's right, and the latter even further right.
Finally, Bella brought some people, serving tea, wine, and dishes to everyone. Only then did Marika arrive leisurely, sitting between Lily and Renedia.
"Everyone out."
Gin stood guard at the meeting room's entrance, ensuring all non-officials left.
On the left were the original three female officials, while on the right side were pirates who joined midway.
Guarding the entrance was Gin.
The Disaster Pirates' officials were now all present.
Sage scooped up a spoonful of snowy white soup, nodding in satisfaction before speaking, "First, I've devised a Plan! As everyone knows, whatever I do requires a plan!"
"Being a pirate is the same; whatever I undertake needs preparation in three aspects. That is, a Plan! A Plan! And then... another damn Plan!"
"As it stands, our destination is Dressrosa. Now with a growing number of us, the ship is even crowded. For future development and recruiting more crew, it's essential to switch ships at Dressrosa."