"Stop, all of you! He's a Celestial Dragon! If you attack him, your pardons will be revoked!"
The Fish-Men around them shouted, clearly seeing what the armed Fish-Men were doing as nothing short of suicide.
Whether the surrounding Fish-Men's cries had given Mjosgard courage or his mind simply worked differently from ordinary people's because he was a Celestial Dragon, he did not beg for mercy before those threatening gun barrels. He did not even show a trace of panic. Instead, he angrily flaunted what little remained of his "nobility."
"Idiots! Stop this at once! You fools don't know your place! Do you know who I am?!"
"I am! I am-!"
But before Mjosgard could finish, the Fish-Man standing at the front with his gun trained on him interrupted in an icy voice.
If these Fish-Men had felt any hesitation when they first gripped their guns, none remained now. All they could hear was their own steady breathing. Mjosgard's stupidity had cemented their resolve to kill him!
"On the surface, if anyone dares offend a Celestial Dragon, a Marine Admiral is dispatched immediately."
"That's why everyone fears you."
"Huh?"
A bad feeling suddenly rose in the heart of the Celestial Dragon, whose pride in his race had always been absolute.
"But this is Fish-Man Island, deep beneath the sea."
"As long as the islanders keep quiet, whatever happens to you..."
That ominous feeling grew stronger and stronger. A bead of cold sweat even formed on Mjosgard's forehead...
"Will be treated as an ordinary shipwreck."
The leading Fish-Man spoke those words calmly, his expression composed. At last, cracks appeared in Mjosgard's boundless pride. He panicked.
"That's right! I won't say a word!"
"Neither will I!"
"Of course!"
"Even if we leave him alone, he's already barely breathing. He won't last long!"
"Let