The next moment, one of the sailors stepped forward. He unfastened the purple-flowered Wester Clan crest from his chest and bowed slightly, saying, "From this day forward, I, Mitaya Stephenson, voluntarily leave the Wester Clan's *Purple Flower*."
Mitaya…
Antonella's lips trembled. As she looked at the sailor, her eyes shimmered, a crystalline sheen covering them.
She knew that before leaving, these sailors wanted to do one last thing in their power to help.
By voluntarily leaving their ship and choosing to join the Pirate Gang... it meant this affair had nothing to do with the Wester Clan. Everything was their own choice.
That way, no matter what evil deeds they committed later, the reputation of the Wester Clan would not be affected.
"I'm sorry."
"I hope we meet again."
After speaking, the sailor named Mitaya leaped aboard the *Leonard*. He silently found a place behind the pirates and calmly gazed at the three-masted ship.
