"Okay, let me see what you're up to. "Marcos and Maffeo found a fishing spot by the lake and sat down, and their experience in this area was naturally not comparable to that of the masters who were proficient in fishing.www.biquge.info

Conrad also gave some bait with two pairs of rods, which may not be the most suitable for the freshwater fish in these lakes. But the two are not masters of fishing, as long as they can make those fish successfully hooked, they don't particularly care about how to choose the bait.

As mentioned before, the two fishing rods look a little worn. Maybe it was just the consequence of Conrad's previous fishing failures, but it shouldn't have much impact on fishing, because if the two of them are not skilled enough, then the final consequence will only be to let those fish escape.

With a total length of about 140 inches, the rod is perfect for fishing in such a forest lake. After all the preparations, the two sat still, and all they had to wait for was that the fish were hooked, and hopefully they would be very hungry today.

"How does it feel?" Marcos asked with a smile.

"Not bad. Maffeo replied without hesitation.

"Be patient, Maffeo. Marcos was very heavy, as if he was deliberately reminding him.

Maffeo pursed his lips, "Yes, yes." ”

"What do you think is the right thing for us to do?" The two of them were more than happy to sit down and chat while they waited, which seemed to give them a clear and correct idea of their future.

Maffeo pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know, but I think you're right when you say that I do need to go through the journey alone because that will make me more mature." ”

"That's right. ”

"Hey, Marcos. Maffeo hesitated for a moment, and under the questioning eyes of the other party, he finally chose to continue. "If, I mean if. We can't reach the Celestial Realm through the top of Sky City, what should we do?"

Marcos looked at Maffeo, as if he was trying to figure out what the other man really meant, but in fact he knew it in his heart. "I know what you're thinking, you're worried about Freya and Carl. ”

Maffeo didn't shy away from it, "Yes, because that would probably be a big blow to them." ”

"Trust me, they're much stronger than you, so you don't need to worry about that. Marcos said in a mocking tone.

"Really, do you really believe they would?" said Maffeo, who was not convincing.

"Really, I'm pretty sure. ”

"Okay. ”

The months-long exploration of the city in the sky was a very valuable experience during their journey. If it weren't for this miraculous structure, perhaps their vision would have only stayed in the Gran Forest, which was already indistinguishable from the primeval forest. There are many incredible places on this continent, and as long as people explore them despite the dangers, it is a given that they will find many interesting things.

All Freya and Carl want is to return to the Celestial Realm single-mindedly, and both want to end the protracted war. It has caused no less pain to the people of the Celestial Realm than it had been many years before during the rebellion against Bakar's reign of terror, and although they all knew how small their own power was in the face of such a behemoth as war, it was not a reason for them to escape everything, because everyone had their own responsibilities.

Maffeo has always been looking for meaning in his journey. Whether it was for his friends or his own fate, he hadn't yet gotten an answer that would satisfy him, but that's what made the journey interesting. The answers he had to find grew more and more as the journey progressed, and he knew that sooner or later they would all be unleashed at a flashpoint.

"You know what? Under the influence of all these factors, we are no longer the original ourselves. Marcos waved his hands back and forth, calmly stating the fact.

"Insensitive?"

"Innocent. Marcos replied in a casual manner, smiling self-deprecatingly.

"Yes, that's who we used to be, everything has changed, hasn't it?" said Maffeo with a wry smile.

"For a bad reason, I can't forget the monastery in Villele. ”

"We won't, always. Maffeo nodded.

Suddenly, Maffeo's rod was pulled downward by some force. At the same time, the float also sank into the water. "Damn, I think something has taken the bait!" Maffeo shouted.

"Quick, Maffeo, this is the most romantic moment of your life!" Marcos had to keep an eye on his fishing rod, so he encouraged Maffeo in this way.

"I think it's a big one!" Maffeo could already see the ripples in the fish's tail.

Maffeo stood up and began to pull the rod back and forth as Marcos had said, because he couldn't have pulled the big guy up directly, and it would have easily broken the line.

"Watch its direction!"

"I know, I know!"

Maffeo lifted the pole upwards and kept the bend constant, something Marcos emphasized many times. And he himself also moves with the fish swimming back and forth, so it may not be wise to stand still and just pull the rod. He didn't exert any more strength than the fish, to be precise, Maffeo was now in a passive state, and while maintaining the state of the fishing rod, he also waited for the moment when the fish's physical strength was exhausted.

When the fish was not struggling, Maffeo also took advantage of this to gently start to slowly reel in the line. But he also had to be careful, because the fish could start struggling violently again at any time, and he slowly lifted the rod upwards and kept it upright. In the blink of an eye, the fish began to struggle again. Therefore, Maffeo quickly stopped the reeling line, which on the one hand prevented the rod from breaking, and on the other hand, it also allowed the rod to slowly return to its original state.

After a few back-and-forths, the fish was very close to the shore. Its stamina was running out as it walked back and forth again and again, but it was clearly not ready to stand still, it was ready to make a last-ditch effort. The closer he got to the shore, the more Maffeo could feel it struggling more often. On several occasions, if it weren't for Marcos' timely reminders, he almost missed.

As the saying goes, it is often their own patience that is fought by both sides, and in the end, Maffeo wins. The fish had finally stopped struggling at all, for its strength and stamina had been completely depleted.

"Well done, man!" Marcos admired.

"I made it!" said Maffeo, excited. "Let me take a look. ”

He tried to get the fish out of the water with one hand, but he found that with his strength he couldn't lift the fish easily with one hand, and he had to lift the fish out of the water with both hands.

"Wow, look at this!" Maffeo immediately placed the fish on the ground, his hand already feeling the pain from the exertion.

"It's a som bass, and it's good luck. Marcos immediately recognized the perch, which grows only in Belmar and is the most common large perch found on the Belmar table.

"Damn it, my waist. Maffeo rubbed his aching waist and pointed to the perch. "Not bad, right?"

"Welcome to the world of fishing. Marcos laughed.