Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon’s Might

Chapter 244: Chapter 243 Pirate

The sea’s high waves, hurricanes, lightning, monsters, and pirates can all threaten the safety of a merchant ship—a merchant ship’s disappearance isn’t worth much attention.

Weeks and half-months go by, one merchant ship after another vanishes, particularly with survivors jumping overboard to escape, reaching Watchtower Port to recount the terror of pirates. Finally, people began to realize that pirates had reemerged on the once-quiet Flash Sea.

If it weren’t for that Undead Admiral voluntarily visiting the Volcanic Island, Leon wouldn’t care about pirates at all. As long as they didn’t provoke him personally, he’d remain indifferent about those pirates looting merchant ships—after all, his philosophy of life has always been to mind his own business and stay above the fray.

As the ruler of Watchtower Port, Leon gradually realized that peace on the Flash Sea was crucial—Gold Shore Chamber of Commerce only wants to make money, even the Red Dragon. Once he exhibited order, they were happy to partner with him for business—he began to demand those pirates behave themselves on the Flash Sea, especially when facing merchant ships heading to and from Watchtower Port.

Of course, Leon also understood the importance of leaving people a way out—otherwise, desperate pirates might rebel and do anything. He only required pirates to restrain themselves on the Flash Sea, while turning a blind eye to their antics elsewhere. He even allowed pirate ships to enter Watchtower Port to trade, as long as they followed the rules he set.

“I remember I said it before: they’re not allowed to run rampant on the Flash Sea; this is my turf.” Leon sat on a seaside rock, fishing. “They’ve been well-behaved for years; why did they suddenly act out?”

The man with glasses was the steward of the Gold Shore Chamber of Commerce and had informed Leon about the reappearance of pirates on the Flash Sea. Naturally, his intention was to have Leon handle the issue; otherwise, why negotiate so many trade benefits? He said, “We don’t know either.”

Leon lifted his fishing rod and looked—it clearly had bait attached, but he couldn’t figure out why no fish were biting. Releasing the rod again, he ignored it and asked, “Don’t you have spies in Moon Bay?”