The two didn't even ask each other's identities, resolving any wariness with just a glance and a smile. After all, how could someone who loves fishing be a bad person?
"Come on, come on, let's set up and gamble on our skills today."
The Fire Demon Sanctus tied bait onto his fishing rod adorned with the skulls of Wolf People, propped up his parasol, and said to the other brothers:
"Tonight we still have to go out and patrol to deal with those wandering Wolf People. There's only this afternoon; whoever has the biggest catch wins, and the winner will treat everyone to a meal at East Mountain Residence upon returning to Crimson Castle."
"Huh? Why does the winner have to treat?"
Three Five Battles, confident in his fishing skills, said with dissatisfaction:
"Shouldn't the loser be the one to lament their wallet?"
"You just don't get it."
