I didn’t see the bridge but soon I could see the river. It was a small stream. I knew nearby there would be a small bridge. While thinking “Is this a splendid bridge?”, continuing further a proper river could be seen. It wasn’t a large one, but it has a 100 meters width with a slow current. The previous one was a canal to draw water for the plantations. I could see two water wheels erected in the direction of the water canal. A bridge solidly built out of stone comes into view, it doesn’t seem it would move an inch from flooding waters.
I saw someone fishing in the middle of the bridge. Wearing leather armor and carrying sword and bow, this is indeed another world.
As it is I approach the angler. A white-haired grandpa. He has a solid physique and years of experience with his equipment. Is he some kind of retired adventurer?
“Can you get any catch?”
“It is so-so. Are you perhaps interested in fishing?
“Yes.”
Honestly I’m not interested in fishing itself. About fishing, the extent of my experience was doing it in a fish pond as a child. However, I’m interested in the fish caught.
“What are you fishing?”
“This.”
The elderly fisher showed me a wooden bucket. Inside there are two strange fishes. They are around 30 centimeters in length. What are these? I’ve seen them somewhere.
“Their appearance is bad, but they taste good.”
I remember. There are deep-sea fish like this. Its head and mouth are huge. Looking at it better it got some sharp teeth.
“C-caught one.”
While I was looking at the fish, it seems one took the bait. When I was thinking what he’d do with a rod without a reel, he lifted the fish in one go while yelling “heave-ho!”. The fish that fell next to me was struggling and splashing around.
“Get away from it. It can easily bite off a toe or two.”
I reflexively take a step back. The angler took out a knife and skillfully stabs the fish to finish it.
“Are there a lot of these in this river?”
“That’s right. It’s better if you don’t approach the river.”
The guardrail is only waist high. One could easily fall if not steady or staggering.
“If one falls?”
“If you’re lucky, you’d get one or two things bitten off while struggling to reach the river bank.”
Scary, the river is really frightening! I’ll be absolutely sure not to approach it. I look over the river once more. Despite being so close to the city, is this the reason I haven’t seen a single ship? Of course there are no other people besides this fisher.
When I heard the story I understood why fishing is not popular. It’s dangerous outside the city, that being the case the fish caught are also dangerous. Because it can bite off a normal fishing line, a high priced one is required. Furthermore, it isn’t like the price for the fish is proportional to the difficulty to fish it. And yet outside the city, this place is safe and there’s no danger if you are experienced with this fish. It’s alright if you make sure not to lose the fishing line. That was all explained by this grandpa.
“Why don’t you try it once?”
“I’ll refrain from it.”
This isn’t the fishing I know. Fishing is something you do leisurely, right?
“Is that so? If you change your mind you can come here any time. I’ll teach you the virtues of fishing.”
I reject such a deadliest catch.
I bid farewell to the fisher grandpa and returned to the city. It’s about time for lunch, I’m getting hungry. The old man was carrying a lunch box, so it seems he’ll continue fishing into the afternoon. When I look at the prospect of fishing all day at old age, it feels like it’s not too bad, but still the opponent is a deadly fish! This other world is scary.
I go through the gate uneventfully. They checked the card and it was finished. They don’t know my face here so it’s nice they don’t call me Wild Rabbit Wild Rabbit. It’s my first time coming here because I didn’t have business in the west side of the city, but it’s not much different than the east side. There are shops, street stalls and a fair amount of people looking busy as well as people like me who are coming and going leisurely.
Well then, what should I eat?
The food here isn’t so bad. With the exception that there’s no rice or soy sauce, there is bread, pasta and a variety of seasonings. Occasionally unusual ingredients come out, but if you pretend not to know when eating them, there’s no problem. The vegetables are OK. There are many vegetables I feel like I’ve seen them in Japan, there are things I’m not sure, but vegetables are vegetables. They don’t feel out of place.
It’s the meat! The problem. The first thing I ate after coming here was wild rabbit, but in this city the most widely distributed one is orc meat. There’s no beef or pork. Besides orc various kinds of meat come out. After hearing the name around three times, I stopped caring. The local people eat it normally and the taste is ordinary. I didn’t have digestive problems and it is futile worrying about it. I can’t keep living if I don’t eat.
But, bugs! You’re not welcome! Bugs are not meat.
Seems they are delicious, but looking at huge bugs taken apart and boiled or grilled, it’s as expected, simply too much. Fortunately, they aren’t distributed in quantities, thus it’s easy to avoid them. Seems there are poor people even in another world and despite bugs not being to their liking they aren’t rejected.
ไม่ได้เห็นสะพาน แต่เร็ว ๆ นี้ อาจเห็นแม่น้ำ กระแสน้ำได้ ฉันรู้ในบริเวณใกล้เคียงจะมีสะพานเล็ก ๆ ขณะที่คิด "เป็นสะพานที่สวยงาม" ต่อเติมน้ำเหมาะสมสามารถมองเห็นได้ มันไม่ได้หนึ่งใหญ่ แต่มีความกว้าง 100 เมตรกับปัจจุบันช้า นี้มีคลองตักน้ำสำหรับการปลูก ฉันได้เห็นล้อน้ำสองที่เกร็งในทิศทางของคลองน้ำ สะพานที่สร้างขึ้นจากหินอย่างสมบูรณ์มาดู ไม่เหมือนมันจะเลื่อนนิ้วจากน้ำท่วมน้ำผมเห็นคนตกปลากลางสะพาน ใส่เกราะหนัง และถือครองดาบและธนู นี้เป็นโลกอื่นแน่นอนเนื่องจากเป็นวิธีการที่แวะ ปู่ขาว haired เขามีร่างกายที่แข็งแกร่งและประสบการณ์พร้อม ด้วยอุปกรณ์ของเขา เขาเป็นนักผจญภัยบางประการแล้ว"คุณจะได้รับการจับหรือไม่""ได้เอาใจ คุณอาจสนใจตกปลา"ใช่"สุจริตอย่างฉันไม่สนใจการตกปลาเอง เกี่ยวกับตกปลา ขอบเขตของประสบการณ์ของฉันทำมันในบ่อปลาเป็นเด็ก อย่างไรก็ตาม ฉันสนใจในปลาที่จับ"สิ่งคุณตกปลา""นี้"ฟิชเชอร์ผู้สูงอายุแสดงให้ฉันเห็นกลุ่มไม้ ภายในมีมีปลาแปลก ๆ สอง พวกเขามีความยาวประมาณ 30 เซนติเมตร นี่คืออะไร ผมเคยเห็นพวกเขาอยู่"ลักษณะของพวกเขานั้นไม่ถูกต้อง แต่รสชาติดี"ฉันจำได้ มีปลาลึกเช่นนี้ หัวและปากของมันมีขนาดใหญ่ มองหาที่มันดีกว่ามันมีฟันที่คมบาง“C-caught one.”While I was looking at the fish, it seems one took the bait. When I was thinking what he’d do with a rod without a reel, he lifted the fish in one go while yelling “heave-ho!”. The fish that fell next to me was struggling and splashing around.“Get away from it. It can easily bite off a toe or two.”I reflexively take a step back. The angler took out a knife and skillfully stabs the fish to finish it.“Are there a lot of these in this river?”“That’s right. It’s better if you don’t approach the river.”The guardrail is only waist high. One could easily fall if not steady or staggering.“If one falls?”“If you’re lucky, you’d get one or two things bitten off while struggling to reach the river bank.”Scary, the river is really frightening! I’ll be absolutely sure not to approach it. I look over the river once more. Despite being so close to the city, is this the reason I haven’t seen a single ship? Of course there are no other people besides this fisher.When I heard the story I understood why fishing is not popular. It’s dangerous outside the city, that being the case the fish caught are also dangerous. Because it can bite off a normal fishing line, a high priced one is required. Furthermore, it isn’t like the price for the fish is proportional to the difficulty to fish it. And yet outside the city, this place is safe and there’s no danger if you are experienced with this fish. It’s alright if you make sure not to lose the fishing line. That was all explained by this grandpa.“Why don’t you try it once?”“I’ll refrain from it.”This isn’t the fishing I know. Fishing is something you do leisurely, right?“Is that so? If you change your mind you can come here any time. I’ll teach you the virtues of fishing.”I reject such a deadliest catch.I bid farewell to the fisher grandpa and returned to the city. It’s about time for lunch, I’m getting hungry. The old man was carrying a lunch box, so it seems he’ll continue fishing into the afternoon. When I look at the prospect of fishing all day at old age, it feels like it’s not too bad, but still the opponent is a deadly fish! This other world is scary.I go through the gate uneventfully. They checked the card and it was finished. They don’t know my face here so it’s nice they don’t call me Wild Rabbit Wild Rabbit. It’s my first time coming here because I didn’t have business in the west side of the city, but it’s not much different than the east side. There are shops, street stalls and a fair amount of people looking busy as well as people like me who are coming and going leisurely.Well then, what should I eat?The food here isn’t so bad. With the exception that there’s no rice or soy sauce, there is bread, pasta and a variety of seasonings. Occasionally unusual ingredients come out, but if you pretend not to know when eating them, there’s no problem. The vegetables are OK. There are many vegetables I feel like I’ve seen them in Japan, there are things I’m not sure, but vegetables are vegetables. They don’t feel out of place.
It’s the meat! The problem. The first thing I ate after coming here was wild rabbit, but in this city the most widely distributed one is orc meat. There’s no beef or pork. Besides orc various kinds of meat come out. After hearing the name around three times, I stopped caring. The local people eat it normally and the taste is ordinary. I didn’t have digestive problems and it is futile worrying about it. I can’t keep living if I don’t eat.
But, bugs! You’re not welcome! Bugs are not meat.
Seems they are delicious, but looking at huge bugs taken apart and boiled or grilled, it’s as expected, simply too much. Fortunately, they aren’t distributed in quantities, thus it’s easy to avoid them. Seems there are poor people even in another world and despite bugs not being to their liking they aren’t rejected.
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