"Why hold a gun?" Drizzt's face turned pale when he saw Grayfos holding a big gun at him.

As long as Graffus presses the trigger lightly, his handsome face will scatter all over the ground.

"I thought about it again just now. It's too cheap to let you go, so you'd better go down to see Mother Hu!"

Without giving Drizzt the chance to delay time, Grayfos immediately pulled the trigger.

Drizzt was startled, but just because the gun was not loaded.

"You're lucky." Graves put down his gun.

"My Mother Hu is here, you're scaring me to death." Drizzt breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, he really felt that he was going to see Mother Hu. Then he looked at the big guy in Graves's hand and sighed: "Good guy, you've been in jail and upgraded your weapons."

Graves said to him and glared: "I snatched this baby from the jailer. Do you know what name I gave her?"

"What's the name?" Drizzt didn't know what the Graves' gourd was sold.

"Fate." Graves said proudly.

Good guy!

Drizzt called his teleportation magic destiny, and Grayfors gave the gun the same name, and his murderous intention was obvious.

"To be honest, this name is more in line with a casual person like me, and it has nothing to do with you." Drizzt said stubbornly. Graves didn't have any bullets anyway.

"Well, Drizzt Fett is a pretty stupid name. Which idiot who is not aware of this kind of shit?" Graves also said to his color.

"You don't think it's much better than my real name." Drizzt said with a big laugh.

"That's right, Tobius."

"Don't mention that name!"

The old times are like before your eyes, these are old habits.

The two sat down and chatted for a while, and after everyone fell asleep, Drizzt talked about the serious matter to Grayfos.

"Malcolm, should we escape?"

Drizzt never thought of working for Kahn honestly. If he found a chance to escape halfway through, he would definitely not miss it.

"How to escape? The door was locked from outside." Graves sighed. He was addicted to smoking and kept smashing his mouth.

"Blow the door with your gun!"

"The large-caliber bullets of fate were taken away." Graves sighed. Although the warehouse was full of ammunition, there was no caliber that suited fate. There were no other finished pistols, and they could not piece together parts of the complete gun.

"It's okay to use your cards to blow the door open!" said Graves.

He had seen Drizzt use a card to detonate a cart, and the effect was as if it was full of gunpowder.

Not only that, Drizzt's cards can also play many tricks. For example, he can use cards to enter and exit airtight places, which is easy to use when they work.

"My magic cards were taken away, leaving only a teleportation card in the hat, but..."

"But teleportation can only send you away." Graves also knew: "If you want to escape, run away by yourself. I won't blame you this time."

Drizzt took off his hat and revealed a card with blue light inside. He took it out of the hat without activating it.

Sure enough, he still couldn't let go of Graves and ran away by himself.

"Forget it, let it go this time." Drizzt carefully put away the cards and put the wide-brimmed hat back.

"Do you know why they were arresting us?" asked Graves.

Although he came early, he knew very little information, and only knew that when Drizzt arrived, he had a task to ask them to do it.

"He asked us to find the Abyss Crown."

"Someone actually believes in that thing? Isn't the Golden Siren much more than that?"

"Yes, everyone believes that thing. If I have a card in my hand, I can divine it, it's a pity..."

...

The next day, when Kahn delivered the meal to the two, he saw that they had already made up, so he told them about the matter.

"We are going to find the Abyss Crown in a reef area near Bilgewater. Only Drizzt can divine the specific entrance to the treasure land."

"Then you have to give me the cards first, otherwise I can't tell you." Drizzt ate the bread slices and did not forget to mention it.

"I'll talk about this when I'm on the road. After I'll tell you, I'll have someone go buy a boat. You can prepare it." Kahn said.

Sarah took the cards that she had plundered from Drizzt to Kahn, but after studying it, he found that these were all talented magic and could not be learned by others, so he had to give up.

"Can we let us go after you get the crown? Do you have to pay a reward to make up for my mental loss? Your food here is worse than that in prison, and I have lost several pounds of hunger."

Graves pretended to say that because of the action of lifting his clothes and revealing his belly, he accidentally touched the wine rack. A pile of wine bottles fell down and the ground was covered with glass residue.

It was all drunk by him.

Grayfors smiled awkwardly, and Kahn looked at him coldly, wanting a brain to crash and kill him.

It's worthy of being you, you're asking for money.

If it weren't for the last moment that he wanted to make a big profit, Grayfos wouldn't have caught it.

Of course, he also gave an answer: "After the matter is completed, I will not only give you freedom, but also share half of the treasures I have obtained from it, if you dare to take them."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Graves scoffed after eating the bread.

...

Time came, and Sarah led a few people to Baigang to see the boat they were going to sea.

The smell of bird droppings and stinky fish was filled with the smell of white port, which made Grayfos frown: "What? Whose funeral are we going to attend?"

"No, the destination here is relatively close to the sea and there are fewer people." Sarah replied.

The dead in Bilgewater were not imprisoned, but were returned to the sea.

Baigang is a place where the dead sleep, and this sea water is the cemetery. There are countless buoys floating on the cemetery in the port area, and the dead are hanging under each buoy.

A layer of viscous residue floats on the water surface on the shore, dyeing the turbid water surface into tobacco yellow, which is the contribution of thousands of corpses under the water for years.

Rows of scavenged seagulls stood on the broken roofs around them and cried from time to time, all attracted by the rotten corpses here. They ate here and discharged feces everywhere, making every inch of the ground here full of white bird droppings, named Baigang.

Rich people will be placed in expensive and exquisite underwater coffins and hung under luxurious buoy tombstones. The buoy is carved by professional tombstone makers into a tentacle-like underwater monster or a plump sea girl.

The bodies of poor people are often gathered into piles and tied to old anchors, hanging under leaking wooden barrels, and simply writing a name on the float.
Chapter completed!