In the Admiral's office.
As soon as Liszt appeared, the Admiral put on Sima's face, clearly intending to leech off him for a lifetime.
"The entire crew of Black Sail wishes Admiral a Happy New Year!"
Liszt made a congratulatory gesture that was completely foreign to the Admiral.
"This is ten Gold Dragons, take it and head back to Pirate Nest, have a good new year, and wash your hands clean as soon as possible."
Some rumors had reached the Admiral that next year, the Beima Duchy would make major moves. After years of draining its resources, the entire country had turned into a haven for robbers, but taxes kept soaring, and the military vigour surged. The Beima Duchy was almost at the limit of its military expansion, and now, like a mad dog, it was uncertain who it would snap at next year.
The pirates who actively disrupted trade on the East Shore might not have good days ahead.