Pirate: It’s not a phantom beast, it’s a phantom god!

Chapter 299 Kill
"You two, go and take care of him."

Putting down the Den Den Mushi, the lead agent in black casually gave the order.

He's just a murloc. Since he dared to interfere, we'll just deal with him as soon as possible.

He had to get things done perfectly before his superior CP officer arrived.

After all, this is a mission involving the Celestial Dragons. If something goes wrong, no one will care about the life or death of an ordinary CP agent like him... But on the other hand, if he completes it cleanly and efficiently, it's not impossible for him to rise to the top in one step.

It's all just a matter of a single word from the Celestial Dragons.
The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

"Yes!"*2
Swah——

Swah——

After receiving the order, the two agents swiftly and cleanly teleported to either side of Bulfat, and then simultaneously launched an attack on his blind spots.

"Finger gun!" *2
"Ok?"

Seeing that the other party attacked without saying a word, Bulfat raised an eyebrow and then casually sidestepped, causing the two agents' attacks to miss.

Because he was still holding a child, he easily kicked the two of them away before they could react, just like the blond fishman before him.

pop~
pop~
"Neither 'shave' nor 'finger gun' are used properly~ Are you guys new interns recruited by the World Government?"

As he spoke, Bulfat walked up to the unconscious blond fishman, and the marines who were dragging him back hastily when they saw his fierce appearance.

Bulfat ignored them and instead crouched down, brushing aside the blond hair of the abandoned merman... Upon seeing the somewhat familiar face and the scar across his left eye, he confirmed the man's identity.

[really……]
That iconic scar was inflicted on them when they were young by adult thugs during a fight over food.

Because there were no resources to treat the wound at the time, it nearly cost the other person their life...

Compared to the healed scars on the eyes, the rest of the other person's body was far more gruesome—

Aside from the still-bleeding gunshot wound and the exposed flesh on his arm, the blond merman's exposed limbs were covered with a dense array of new and old scars; as far as Bulfat could see, there was hardly a patch of unblemished skin...

The dark red new scabs intermingled with the dark brown old marks, revealing the long and cruel abuse the body's owner had endured.

"..."

Setting the baby aside, Bulfat reached out and gently helped the baby up... Despite being a much taller and larger than himself, the baby felt as fragile and withered as a piece of dried-out wood.

Whether from heartache or anger, Bulfat felt his hands trembling.

"Brother, what have you been all these years...?"

"Fishman, whoever you are, I must warn you—"

An untimely voice suddenly broke in; it was the black-clad agent in the lead.

He didn't even glance at his two men lying on the ground, but coldly threatened them:
"Those things on the ground belong to the noble Celestial Dragons. If you don't want to cause trouble for yourself, your family, and your country, you'd better not meddle in other people's business."

"Ha~"

"Celestial Dragons~"

Upon hearing this name, Bourfat showed no fear; instead, he sneered…

"Looks like I've been too low-key all these years, so now even Tom, Dick, and Harry dare to threaten me?"

"Just a mere Celestial Dragon... You should be thinking about how to save your life!"

"Hit the water!"

Bang!
Like a cannonball, the water bullet was launched from the hand, piercing the air with a sharp whistling sound, and shot straight towards the black-clad agent's face.

Sensing the terrifying force hidden within the water bullet, the black-clad agent's pupils suddenly contracted, followed by a sudden exertion of force in his leg muscles.

Swish-!
The black figure vanished in a blur, but the crystalline water bullet still brushed against it for a fleeting moment.

Stab ~

"uh-huh……!"

A soft groan was followed by Bourfat's regretful voice:

"Tsk~ As expected, things aren't what they used to be~"

"I should have just shot your head through."

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

Crimson blood dripped from the sleeve of the black suit to the ground... The black-clad agent clutched his shoulder, his expression grim as he looked at Bulfat.

He was now in a dilemma. If he stayed, he would most likely be killed by the fishman in front of him, but if he ran away... that would mean abandoning the mission.

If he hadn't reported it yet, there would still be room for maneuver. But the problem was that his superiors were already on their way. If he ran away now, it would be a certainty that the mission would fail due to personal reasons... and the result would be death. Just as he was still pondering and hesitating, he heard a series of sounds coming from behind him.

Boom~
Several shops, whose supporting pillars had been broken by the earlier water impact, collapsed one after another due to the slight tremors, raising a cloud of dust.

"Ok?"

The black-clad agent's attention was momentarily diverted by this unexpected turn of events, and then—

"Fishman Karate - Five Thousand Tiles Straight Fist!"

"Oh no! Iron—"

Bang! ! !
Before he could even use his best defensive technique, the black-clad agent had his heart shattered by a punch from the fishman who teleported in front of him with 'Shave'.

As a seasoned and experienced pirate, Bulfat never misses an opportunity once he has made up his mind to kill, and he does so without any hesitation when he takes action.

puff~
After pulling his fist out of the opponent's chest, Bulfath forcefully swung it behind him.

"Gunwave - Blood Rain!"

The blood and bits of flesh on his hands turned into a fine hail of bullets, killing the two agents who had just gotten up and several other naval soldiers who were trying to escape.

Although he outwardly showed disdain for the Celestial Dragons, Bulfat actually knew very well just how troublesome those guys at the top of the world were.

Those fat, big-eared guys are like a hornet's nest; if you poke them even slightly, countless enemies will pop out, and who knows what kind of accidents might happen.

Having roughly guessed where his brother had gotten himself into all these years, Bourfat decisively chose to silence him by killing everyone present.

Fortunately, the agents had scared away all the fishmen in the vicinity during the capture operation, otherwise he would have had a hard time taking action against his own kind.

Looking at the several corpses lying there, and after confirming that they were completely dead, Bulfat picked up the still unconscious blond fishman again, and at the same time reached out and scooped up the baby on the ground as well.

……

"..."

"So, you're saying the one who did it was a horned merman?"

Ten minutes later, an agent dressed in a pure white suit stood where Bulfat had just stood, hands in his pockets, and asked a naval soldier carrying a long gun behind him.

The brim of his top hat completely covered the upper half of his face, making it impossible to see his expression.

“Yes…yes.”

The soldier carrying a gun answered somewhat nervously.

He initially thought he had been kicked in the ribs by the black-clad agent and therefore didn't follow, but thanks to his good eyesight, he still witnessed the entire incident from a distance that Bourfat was unaware of.

Are there any other characteristics?

"Uh... the other person was about four meters tall, wearing a floral shirt and a jacket over it."

"Oh! Besides taking away the mission target, that merman was also carrying a baby!"

Due to his low-key behavior in recent years and the fact that he has indeed aged considerably, no one has yet recognized Bourfat's true identity.

"Hmm~ fishman, horns, baby..."

Having roughly sketched out the other person's image in his mind, the white-clad agent continued to ask:
Which direction did he go?

"It should be the west."

"Understood. Also, you've been conscripted. Now come with me to chase after them."

As he spoke, the agent grabbed the navy soldier by the back of his collar with one hand and picked up a Den Den Mushi (snail phone) with the other...

"Blu~Blu~"

"Hello, who is it?"

“It’s me. You must immediately gather everyone and head to the west side of the island to hunt down a horned fishman.”

Without any self-introduction, the white-clad agent was certain that the person on the other end of the Den Den Mushi would recognize him.

"The other party was carrying the target and a baby, so they should be easy to identify."

"Uh... but here I am now—"

"No buts. This concerns the noble Celestial Dragons. I command you to immediately drop everything and cooperate with me fully."

"..."

"Tsk~ Got it."

(End of this chapter)