It was the ship of the shipwrecked Celestial Dragon. Not far from the shore, a crowd of fish-men stood pointing at the enormous vessel, apparently discussing it.
"A Celestial Dragon's ship? Looks like sea creatures attacked it."
"Why would a Celestial Dragon who discriminates against our fish-man race be wandering around in waters this deep?"
While the island's residents pointed at the ship, a Celestial Dragon lying in front of it regained consciousness. His dark green hair was shaped like an onion, and blood ran down his forehead.
His ignorant eyes and perpetually runny nose looked as though someone had stuck an "I'm an idiot" label on his face. It was accurate, too. He looked like a stupid pig.
The moment this stupid pig woke up, his first action was not to call for help, but to pull a small pistol made of pure gold from his clothes.
He aimed the pistol at the island's residents and spoke arrogantly.
"Hurry it up!"
"Damn it, all those useless fools are dead."
The Celestial Dragon said this in an utterly indifferent tone, as though the dead had nothing to do with him.
"Bring me a mask at once! You fish!"
"The stench of fish is everywhere! I can barely breathe!"
When the Celestial Dragon saw that his orders had no effect, he shouted again.
But the people of Fish-Man Island merely watched him coldly, unmoved.
"Who does he think he is?"
"Is that any way to ask for help?"
Some of Fish-Man Island's soldiers arrived then. Seeing them, the Celestial Dragon shouted again and even pulled the trigger of his pistol.
"Get a doctor here."
"Get a doctor here at once!"
Hearing the Celestial Dragon's demands, the soldiers of Fish-Man Island exchanged glances, unable to decide what to do.
"Where's the medical