Tutu Port.
A seductive figure with fiery red hair stood on the tower. Due to long years at sea, her skin had a bronze tint, exuding an oddly vibrant vitality and sensuality that attracted the gaze of many pirate drunkards, yet none dared to approach.
Many men of this era preferred healthy and wild beautiful women. Those frail and weak women who would topple with a gust of wind were probably only liked by nobles with some particular fetishes.
The era's influence on aesthetics is indeed significant.
"Leader."
A fierce-looking, scar-faced pirate emerged from the shadows and bowed respectfully, saying, "The information has been gathered."
"Those barbarians can really drink."
"They actually knocked out more than a dozen of our brothers."
The tall beauty standing on the tower slightly turned her head, as if pondering something, and said slowly, "Where did they come from?"
The scar-faced pirate whispered, "Pretty much as you predicted."
"Turns out they came from the Golden Coast."
