The water surface around him rippled and churned.
"It's fish... there are many fish around him, and they're all the same species," Julia, who had already noticed something, said.
Upon hearing this, the others looked over to observe. This person gives the impression that he's... herding fish, they thought. If he were fishing or simply trying to catch fish, his boat wouldn't be so pristine, nor would it lack any equipment for storing them.
Alka silently put on a pair of glasses and scanned the surroundings, observing the Magic Power emanating from the old man. Not very strong, Alka mused, probably only Second Stage.
"Should we make contact?" Chadite asked softly.
Alka nodded. "Yes, go and make contact."
After speaking, he gently waved his hand. The pink weapon hovering in the air gradually converged, returning to his palm. At that, the group revealed their forms.
The moment they suddenly appeared, the old man in the canoe not far ahead clearly jumped in shock. "Eh... AH!"
