Kyle looked around with confusion.
'Why? I don't get it,' he thought.
At this moment, the Crown Prince and all the representatives of the Fighter Guilds were on a beach northeast of the capital.
It was the strangest thing.
The gathered people had substantial political influence and represented powerful organizations.
And yet…
"I got a big one!" Naga shouted as she pulled on the gigantic metallic rod.
"Wow, look at how that rod is bending!" Wild shouted as she jumped over. "Do you need help?"
"No, all good!" Naga said as she pulled on the humongous fishing rod.
Kyle just blinked a couple of times.
'Fishing. They are fishing. On a beach. Dressed in bikinis. How are bikinis even a thing here?' he thought.
This was the way the Crown Prince had suggested celebrating Kyle's arrival.
"I can do it!" Naga shouted as her feet were slowly pulled towards the sea.
The others crowded around Naga, not daring to touch her fishing rod but still wanting to help.
"Naga, you're going to lose it!" the Crown Prince shouted like this was a national emergency.
"I can take it!" Naga shouted as her arms shook more.
The fishing rod seemed about ready to break.
Naga closed her eyes, and her expression became different.
'Huh, she's good,' Kyle thought. 'She looks like she's holding the urge to call for help back due to pride. She says that she can do it, but she looks like she wants to be saved.'
Naturally, all of that was just dumb acting.
She was an Early Grandmaster.
She could probably handle a fish.
Some seconds later, when the rod was about to break, Naga screamed.
The next moment, a strong hand took hold of the rod, steadying it in a moment.
Naga looked at the rod with shock before looking at the person beside her.
The Crown Prince.
"Steady, this one's strong," the Crown Prince said.
"I-I know," Naga said. "I…"
"Hey, it's fine," the Crown Prince said. "We all need some help sometimes."
Naga furrowed her brows. "You're right. I should have realized my own weakness sooner."
"You're not weak," the Crown Prince said as he slowly pulled the rod back.
"I know!" Naga said with confidence. "I was just… phrasing it inaccurately."
The Crown Prince just smiled.
After some seconds, a huge fish was pulled out of the ocean.
It was a Peak Ferocious Beast, and as soon as it was pulled out, it started attacking.
"I'll take this one!" Tomb shouted with a bloodthirsty smile.
Fire gathered around her, and she shot towards the fish like a meteorite.
'Huh, kinda looks a bit like my technique,' Kyle thought.
At that moment, Kyle's brows furrowed as he looked at the ocean.
'Let go!' Kyle thought as he shook his own fishing rod a bit.
Several beasts had been interested in the bait on Kyle's fishing rod over the past couple of minutes, and Kyle was busy shooing them away.
He didn't want to fish.
He didn't want to be here.
The earlier they could leave, the better.
This was such a giant waste of time.
Moments later, the gigantic fish collapsed under Tomb's relentless attacks.
"Good job, Naga!" Shore said with a smile.
Sure, Tomb had killed the fish, but Naga had caught it.
"It wasn't me who did it," Naga said. "It was Larian."
Larian just smiled. "You were the one who caught it. Reeling the beasts in is the easy part. Getting them to bite is the hard part."
'Oh, fuck you!' Kyle thought with frustration as he shook his own rod even more. 'These fucking fish are crazy! Hard, my ass!'
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