Chen Senran is walking on the long street.

The wind in the middle of the night finally turned cold. Being close to the sea, most of the drunkenness disappeared in no time.

The long street was very deserted, most of the shops were closed, and only one shop at the end of the street still had its lights on.

The dim light looked like an old curtain.

It was a small noodle shop, with a strong aroma coming out of it. In the steaming water, the whole noodle shop became a little unreal.

Chen Senran walked outside the noodle shop, sniffed his nose, and suddenly stopped.

"It smells so good. I'm just a little hungry." He muttered to himself and walked inside.

I sat down at a greasy table. Next to it was a bamboo curtain. There was also heat coming out from that side. They were probably also late-night guests.

Chen Senran shouted to the boss: "Here comes a bowl of seafood noodles."

"That's great." The boss smiled familiarly at the blind guest with his eyes covered with cloth.

He is a very authentic Bilgewater man, with a pirate scarf, tattoos, and rough skin that has been tanned by the sea breeze all year round.

Maybe he was also a brave pirate when he was young.

The noodles were cooked quickly, very authentic Bilgewater seafood noodles, crab, shrimp, shellfish, noodles of even thickness, and excellent fresh soup.

The perfect drink to relieve hangovers.

Chen Senran thanked him and started eating.

After eating for a while, Chen Senran suddenly said: "I'm leaving in a few days."

"Well, I heard about it." Someone answered him. Behind the bamboo curtain, there was a woman.

"What are you going to do?" Chen Senran took another bite of noodles and made a sizzling noise. The noodles are really good.

"You don't care what I do, as long as it's the result you want. But you, can you come back alive? If you die in Ionia. Then..." The woman snorted coldly, but in the end

Still a little worried.

"...It seems that I can drink your wedding wine when I come back." Chen Senran did not answer directly, just replied like this.

He ate more and more happily, and finally drank all the noodle soup.

"It's delicious." He praised loudly and stood up and put down a few coins.

"Take care," the woman inside said.

"You too." Chen Senran wiped his mouth, smiled and strode out of this late night noodle shop.

The night is still very long.

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The transfer order came out the next day, and Chen Senran was appointed as the ambassador for the second Bilgewater visit to Ionia. He accompanied the army on the expedition.

Bilgewater visits the Ionian ambassador.

This is a nice-sounding title, but it is actually a false title. Gangplank did not give Chen Senran any power on paper. Chen Senran neither had the power to control the army, nor did he have a leader of Bilgewater on Io.

Powers of the General Administration of Nigeria.

Overall, on paper, Chen Senran is a mascot.

But it was clear that Planck had said before that he wanted Chen Senran to end the war.

But this is actually easy to understand. If the war ends successfully and is won, then Chen Senran will naturally not get any credit. At most, he will get credit for cheering.

What kind of merit does it count if you have merit in cheering?

Even if the people above knew that Chen Senran had exerted great force, the people below did not know.

And if he loses, it will be easier. If Planck is more ruthless, he will just say that Chen Senran has exceeded his authority without authorization. As a result, the war will fail, and he will be executed overseas. If he still misses the old friendship, maybe he can keep Chen Senran.

A life, but Chen Senran's reputation must have hit rock bottom.

From here, it can be seen that Planck has transformed into a very standard politician, and the strong smell of the sea in him has become weaker and weaker.

Regarding such an obvious pitfall, Chen Senran didn't say much.

He just jumped down with his eyes closed. In other words, he was originally blind.

As if he couldn't see it, he happily took over the task.

The discerning people in Bilgewater began to take sides, and some people from the Free Territory who were close to Chen Senran began to visit Chen Senran repeatedly, demanding that he never go on missions.

Chen Senran didn't see these people at all and only said that he was sick.

On the day when the entire army set out, Chen Senran took Graves and the little fishman out lightly.

As soon as he went out, he was surrounded by a large group of free leaders waiting outside.

"Sir, you must not go."

"Sir, this trip is dangerous."

"Sir, if you don't agree to our request, I will kneel down and die here."

Some of the treacherous ones even shouted: "The gangster Planck has vicious intentions. You must not fall into his trap."

"Everyone, what do you mean by this?" Chen Senran listened to them calmly and did not scold them. He just said lightly, "We are all the pillars of Bilgewater. What's the point of gathering here? Don't let people with caring minds get involved.

They gossiped and mistook me, Jack, for being a thief. I, Jack, am a weak person, but I can't bear such slander, so we all left."

"Master Jack..."

"Master Jack..."

"Master Jack..."

Someone wanted to say something, but Chen Senran had already boarded the red lightning and headed towards the dock.

"Jack, why do they say Gangplank wants to harm you?" Fitz, the little fishman, looked at the two silent men in front of him with some confusion.

"They think too much." Chen Senran comforted the little fish man with a smile.

"Does Gangplank really want to harm you?" The little fishman suddenly became sensitive. The situation in the past few days has been a bit delicate. Although it is more stubborn, it is not a fool. With such turmoil, no matter how slow it is,

, also smelled something, "If he really wants to harm you, I will let Xiaolong eat him now."

In the last sentence, this little fish-man who usually seems harmless to humans and animals actually has a hint of ferocity in his eyebrows.

The blood and murderous intent accumulated across the world is still engraved in its body.

And the little dragon is, of course, the terrifying dragon shark.

"If you want to kill someone, now is not the time." Graves finally spoke. He took out a cigar, lit it, and said with a low voice, "There will always be someone to kill for you in the future, okay?"

"

He asked the last sentence to Chen Senran, referring to cigars.

"Here's one." Chen Senran nodded and opened the car curtain.

It's nice to have sunshine outside.

What a great day to travel.

Light a cigar.

Smoke rose in the dim carriage.

The two men smoked cigarettes in silence, neither of them speaking.

A little fishman sneezed and breathed fresh breath at the window.

The carriage clicked on the stone road.

History rolls forward slowly.

This is the spring of the 216th year of the New World calendar, the beginning of the great era.

Everything is still hidden under the water, and no one knows what kind of huge waves it will be once it is opened. (To be continued...)

ps: First update.
Chapter completed!