Fort Garmici fell, but the news did not spread quickly under the deliberate cover of the Salanders. So, after two weeks in the Salander Kobian, the people of Seren, more than 110 kilometers north of Garmic Fort, were still living as usual.

Mr. Jackson was a well-known carpenter in the nearby villages. Early that morning, he walked along the narrow road of the village of Seren with his tools on his back as usual. Whistling, he put his hand on the strap of his cowhide backpack. Although he tried his best to show the same cheerful expression as usual, only familiar people could faintly see a trace of melancholy in his eyebrows.

Just then, a stocky man came up to him with a smile on his face, stopped in front of him, and said in a very cheerful voice, 'Hey, good day, Jackson!' What's wrong with you today, why don't you look a little unhappy, is there something bothering you, you can tell me about it! “

Jackson was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to express his emotions accurately, and only after a while did he speak: "Ben, good day!" Well...... Well, in fact, I don't know what's wrong, but I feel like I'm panicked, as if something bad is going to happen. Hell, I've never felt this before! “

Ben patted him on the shoulder happily and said comfortingly, "Maybe you've put too much pressure on yourself, maybe you've been a little tired lately?" Why don't you go to work today, let's go fishing together! Oh, don't be in a hurry to refuse, it's been a long time since we've been fishing, okay, you should take yourself a day off! I'm going to my house to get a fishing rod, you are waiting for me here, don't run around! ”

With that, the always fast-paced grocer ran home at a speed that was extremely inappropriate for his size, grabbed two fishing rods and ran out, as if he were afraid that Jackson would be gone.

Mr. Jackson looked at the boyish old friend with some helplessness, and he pulled him towards the creek east of the town.

On the way, they reminisced about their past—when they were all young, and they used to go fishing in that river. Whenever they had free time, they would get up early in the morning, call the other children in the town, and run frolicking towards the river. In one hand they held a bamboo pole for fishing, and in the other they held a rotten wooden box full of caught insects, which were the favorite of the fish. They came to this place that they regarded as a paradise of pleasure, and fished tirelessly, often sitting on the riverbank one by one, restlessly spending half the day, bragging while holding the fishing rod, and hanging their feet on the water, until the end of the night.

As they chatted, they returned to the place that existed in their memories. It was about ten o'clock in the morning, and the clear surface of the river was covered with a mist that had disappeared with the water, and the trees on both sides of the embankment cast a cool shadow on the ground.

Ben, the owner of the grocery store, looked at Jackson with a smile and said, "Look, what a view, it's the best time to fish!" ”

Jackson, the carpenter, still looked a little depressed, and snorted through his nose and said, "yes, yes, maybe I really need to relax, and the uneasiness is getting stronger and stronger." ”

Ben glanced at his old friend with some concern, and pretended to be bland and said, "It's okay, come, let's fish!" Trust me, soon you'll be fine! ”

Jackson raised his head and squinted at the sun in the sky, "Well, let's go fishing." ”

So they sat down shoulder to shoulder, skillfully stuck an earthworm in the hook, and threw it into the calm river.

They looked at the hill on the other side of the river, chatting as usual. In the distance, the peaks of Mount Garmiyad and Mount Sunor overlook everything around them, and verdant forests cover every stretch of land in the mountains. Mr. Jackson pointed to the top of the hill and whispered, "Remember that, where we used to go?" It wasn't until that time that the blacksmith's son, Peter, fell to his death that we stopped exploring there, do you remember? ”

Ben pulled the top button of his linen shirt a little short of breath, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Hey, what the hell is wrong with you today, it seems that you really need to take a break, don't put so much pressure on yourself anymore, okay?" ”

Jackson nodded apologetically at him, and said with some uncertainty: "Alas, I don't know what's going on, I always think about these things today, it seems that what you said is right, I may really need to relax!" Okay, so let's see who catches more fish! ”

So they really calmed down and fished, and Ben was the first to pull up the rod and catch a fat bass. Before he could show off to his friend, Mr. Jackson hoisted another big fish. They looked at each other and smiled happily, as if it had brought them great pleasure. Mr. Jackson also forgot about those bad premonitions for a while, and concentrated on playing with his friends.

For the next hour, they raised their rods from time to time, and each time they raised their rods, they would bring up a big silver fish that jumped on the head of the fishing line. They carefully placed the fish in a fine net bag that was immersed in the water under their feet. It's like that's the most important thing in the world.

Mr. Jackson looked at the full net bag at his feet with some distraction, and to be honest, it was the first time he had caught so many fish at such a grown age, and it was so satisfying and pleasant that the uneasiness seemed to have really vanished.

At this moment, Ben put down the fishing rod in his hand and said with a smile, "Haha, Jackson, do you remember your past?" At that time, you were not afraid of heaven and earth, but you were afraid of the people of Saland. As long as we have any contradictions, as long as the people of Nasaland scare you, you must obediently bow your head and admit your mistake, hahaha that's so interesting! ”

Mr. Jackson raised his eyes and glared at him a little embarrassedly, and quickly explained: "It's all my father's fault, at that time, he had to tell me some horror story about the Salander people as the protagonist, which is why I was so embarrassed, in fact, now that I think about it, those guys wrapped in turbans are no different from us at all, they are all with one nose and two eyes, who is afraid of whom!" ”

Ben narrowed his eyes with a smile, panting as he laughed: "Hahahaha, yes, yes, you're right, our greatest Mr. Jackson is the fiercest warrior of Rhodok, he is fearless!" With one hand, you can crush the damn hairy god of the Salander people, hahahaha! Oh no, the priest said that we must treat others with a tolerant heart. In that case, maybe we can give them a portion of grilled fish to eat, and hopefully their teachings don't prohibit the eating of grilled fish. ”

Jackson also rubbed his stomach with laughter and said loudly: "That's right, I hope they can eat grilled fish!" ”