The final result of this major accident, named the Dragon Shark Disaster in the later Bilgewater City Chronicles, ranked fifth in the top ten important events in Blue Flame Island, was that the little fish man successfully subdued the extremely fierce dragon shark.

Although Chen Senran had told the little fish man so before, when the huge dragon shark slowly became smaller and finally became as thick as a thumb, he escaped into the palm of the little fish man's hand.

Not to mention that the onlookers were so surprised that even the little fishman himself was completely confused.

But it doesn't matter, it's fine.

Everything is settled.

The tide faded and the sea calmed down.

Another night passed safely, and the next day people could continue to rush to camp.

Happy Sea Emperor.

The name Kaima Fitz spread throughout Bilgewater at the fastest speed. The people who survived the disaster did not hesitate to impart praise terms such as countless saviors and patron saints of Blue Flame Island before the little fishman's name.

As for the process of the little fish man subduing the dragon shark, the benevolent man made up dozens of versions with exaggerated content. The most terrifying one is that the little fish man, holding the lost artifact, the Sea Emperor Trident, and carrying the endless thunder and lightning and strong wind from the full moon, easily lifting the Blue Flame Island to suppress the dragon shark.

OK, the little fishman does have a trident.

"You have stolen your boss's limelight this time." Graves poured a glass of wine for Chen Senran opposite him and laughed.

Although Chen Senran denied that it was his commander, with Graves's understanding of the little fishman Fitz over the past few days, how could this stupid little guy come up with such a powerful plan?

I heard that the pirate king who was almost crowned as king was so angry that his face turned blue.

"I don't understand what you are talking about at all." Chen Senran shook his head and picked up the glass of wine, and asked casually to the little fish man beside him. "How about it, our big hero, are you happy to be a hero?"

"Happy, so happy." The little fishman sitting on the side held a large wine glass that was completely unsatisfactory with its body shape, and nodded with excitement. "Everyone likes me so much. People walk around and say hello to me, everyone knows me, and, too, the fierce boss who used to treat me well, and even told me to go to his place to drink at any time."

The so-called fierce boss is the guy who once threatened to buy his head with forty gold coins.

"Speaking of it, what about that shark? I heard that you have become smaller? Could this be a legend?" Graves had heard countless legends since last night, and he was really scared.

"This is true. Look, it's here." The little fishman nodded and stretched out his hand as if he was embarrassed.

In its hands, a dark blue fish was swimming around the palm.

"That's..." Graves subconsciously swallowed and glanced around him.

"Yeah, that's it." The little fishman looked innocent, who had no idea how much sensation his current behavior would cause.

"It won't... suddenly become bigger?" Graves leaned back unnaturally. Although he had never seen the shark directly, he could have heard the surging waves.

Boom, Boom, Boom, it seems to be still vibrating in my ears.

He was really afraid that the shark would suddenly grow bigger and would directly break up his godfather's tavern.

"Don't worry... it shouldn't be." Fitz put his hands awkwardly and touched his head. "Although I don't know why it will become smaller, it listens to me very much. If I don't let it become bigger, it will definitely not become bigger."

"Can you still make it bigger?" Graves pulled the corner of his mouth, still feeling a little worried about staying away from the table. "But, if you say so..."

He suddenly thought of a lot. He had to look at Chen Senran who was drinking wine indifferently.

He had to admit that Chen Senran's move was really cruel and accurate, extremely sharp, and had endless momentum.

It's really a good move.

It's really...a terrible person.

"Speaking of it..." Chen Senran seemed to realize that Graves was looking at him. He frowned slightly and said, "How is that person?"

That person is naturally the nervous one who always likes to say that he is the best assassin, Draven.

It's almost done.

"Eat well and sleep well, I treat me as my own home. Do you want to go and see?" Graves lowered his voice and glanced around him.

The spirits and gunpowder are really a place of trouble. He doesn't want the matter of hiding an assassin to be sold for 100 gold coins.

"Then let's go and have a look." Chen Senran stood up and patted the little fishman's head, "Let's go and see you a new friend."

Draven had moved out of the warehouse full of rum flavor. He now lives in a room directly behind the spirits and gunpowder, facing the yard, with sunshine and fine wine.

When Graves took Chen Senran and the little fishman to the backyard, Draven was folding two long branches and swaying back and forth in the yard, as if he was playing some acrobatics.

"It's a good recovery." Chen Senran found a recliner placed in the sun and sat down, facing Draven and crossed his hands.

"Oh, hey, yes, I think it's great." Draven saw Chen Senran, stopped the acrobatics in his hand, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I think I can kill hundreds of people casually now, really."

He just casually said murderous words, and combined with his fierce face, he really wanted to punch him twice.

"Is this what you want to say to me?" Chen Senran didn't care about the other party's habitual neurotic words, and seemed to ask casually.

"Oh, no, sorry, brother, no, sir, um..." Draven seemed to have suddenly reacted. He looked grateful and walked to Chen Senran and said, "I am so grateful that you saved my life. I am willing to serve you. You can do whatever you want. Of course, it is best for us to kill all sides together, la la la la la la la ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Finally, he laughed nervously again, and at the same time, he began to fly the two branches like acrobatics in his hands.

I can't stop at all.

"Jack..." At this moment, Graves suddenly called Chen Senran.

"What?"

"Someone is looking for you, the person from the Mingyuan number is outside."

The person from the Mingyuan?

What's up?

Chen Senran stood up and walked out with some confusion.

"Do you want to use him?" Graves glanced at Draven, who was still crazy in the courtyard.

"With it, why not, I lack a quick knife." (To be continued...)

ps: First update.
Chapter completed!