Of course, using the official terminology, the dean is meditating.
"Maybe while we’re here fishing, the harmonious atmosphere will attract him over."
Ethan felt that Lindong had truly gone astray, this remark was just like when she tricked banker Mr. Marshall into drinking a Magic Potion.
He remembers that Lindong wasn’t before.
Strong and knowledgeable, like a high mountain flower — that’s most people’s impression of Lindong.
Lindong in the past didn’t have these lowly ideas or fancy tricks.
Who, exactly, corrupted his mentor?
"You don’t believe me?"
Lindong pretended to be instructing Ethan, constantly taking advantage of his hand.
Though she’s touched it plenty before, the current situation offered a novel experience, especially since Ethan looked like a prey scared stiff by a predator, his body rigid from shock.
She was thoroughly enjoying this feeling.
In fact, Ethan was checking out a ridiculous message.
Even his skill panel was cooperating with Lindong’s actions; not long ago, a ridiculous skill appeared on his panel:
『Fishing (3/50), Proficiency: Lv1, A fishing enthusiast taught you related skills, but who is the true fish here?』 The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
You better be talking about fishing!
Three years after coming to this world, Ethan was questioning the skill proficiency panel for the first time.
Firstly, he hadn’t caught any fish so far, but the skill proficiency had bizarrely increased by three points. Based on his observations, it went up when Lindong was constantly taking advantage of his hand.
Even the panel contained descriptions completely unrelated to the skill!
While he was fiercely questioning, a moist feeling came from his earlobe.
The proficiency predictably rose to 6/50.
Taking advantage increased proficiency by one point, whispering in the ear increased it by three points.
And now, Ethan must stand up for the fish in the lake — this proficiency panel shows absolutely no respect for the fish being caught!
"Not believing is fine, when you go to the academy later, I can find that book for you to see."
Lindong was confident of what she had said, that it was all peculiar anecdotes written in the book, just that her teaching method was quite unique.
However, she believed this was a more advanced teaching philosophy, not only enhancing students’ knowledge in class but also relaxing and delighting their minds — the only issue was that this teaching approach was limited to one-on-one sessions.
"If that’s really what’s written, then what should we do?"
She provocatively asked Ethan.
This was a guaranteed win for her, already calculating in her mind what request to bring up to Ethan.
Yet the more absurd things were yet to come.
Increasing footsteps interrupted their intimate actions, Ethan looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes met a man dressed in a wizard’s robe, equipped with a full fishing set, appearing at first glance like a professional fisherman.
The man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, dense black curls, and when he locked eyes with Ethan, his gaze was fervent, clearly taking them as like-minded enthusiasts.
The man nearly fit all of Lindong’s descriptions of him.
Another fish is hooked!
Though a bit reluctantly, Ethan believed Lindong deserved the title master trickster; her prey extended beyond the fish in the pond and into the vast sea of stars.
The man with dense hair set up a stone as a seat, establishing a position a dozen meters away from them.
"Didn’t expect to find fellow enthusiasts here."
The man elegantly cast his rod, his actions smooth and fluid, done in one go.
Ethan silently evaluated the difference in their skill levels, this professional move fully displayed the man’s expertise, and it wasn’t even on the same level as Ethan, who had just started learning fish-catching.
At a glance, it was clear the man was an experienced fishing fanatic.
Ethan took the initiative to speak.
"McCarthy Delin, a fishing enthusiast."
The man responded warmly, "Since we’re all enthusiasts here, have you heard this saying?"
"When the gaze intersects, the match begins."
McCarthy Delin grinned wide, revealing a row of immaculate teeth, unable to hide his excitement.
Today, as usual, he had been using the magic net to survey the battlefield, where the demi-human army in this region had suffered a complete defeat; they scattered in retreat, abandoning occupied towns and defenses. Before long, he noticed two peculiar strangers.
The pair boldly walked along the main route, appearing completely unworried that their human identities would lead to an assault from the demi-humans.
By rights, he shouldn’t peek at others’ lives, but the strange scene made McCarthy Delin unable to look away.
When the two set up camp at the lakeside, when that woman crafted a fishing rod with Elemental Magic, McCarthy Delin knew he had to act.
Yes, their era was coming.
After the war concludes, a golden age for fishing enthusiasts will dawn!
Since the war broke out, he couldn’t remember how long it had been since he could just relax and enjoy the pleasure of fishing like now.
His comrades didn’t quite understand his interest, seeing it as a waste of time and life, but now, he finally found someone who shared his passion.
A young man who had found his ultimate pleasure in life at such a tender age.
McCarthy Delin was sincerely happy for Ethan.