‘Now I know what they mean by, “When a cousin buys land, your stomach hurts”(t/n: Korean saying for envy). Weed acted as if he didn’t notice the tuna caught by Zephyr.
“Your fishing skill is unmatched as always.”
“This isn’t much, Brother.”
“It seems you caught many valuables…”
Pottery, old bottles, even fish holding treasure in their bellies, were all caught by Zephyr. If you compare his fishing to hunting, he was making just as much. Zephyr had an advanced skill in fishing, and he used it to the best of his abilities.
The baits that could only be used for fishing in the sea struggled vigorously on the hook. When a fish came close the bait (worm, shrimp, and baby tuna) did their best to dance and tempt the fish. As a big fish, the temptation was too much, it couldn’t resist biting on the hook.
With his advanced level in fishing, Zephyr even had the bait tracking skill. By looking at the surface of the water he could see the hook deep underneath the sea, in a magnified view. He could even manipulate the hook to move, using mana. Using this skill he could survey the sea and find the fish to target.
There are rumors of one player who only fished in Royal Road, and his best find was a shipwreck filled with treasure. A fisher wasn’t a job to be ignored.
Zephyr had a great deal of good food, from fishing; so he used his high strength and health/vitality to participate in battles. When a large mob of monsters grouped together, nimbly sending bait that matched the monster; and then coaxing them to separate from the group, was a fisherman’s specialty.
“Once you get into it, fishing is something that has a lot of depth”, said a Zephyr, who hated long explanations.
“It’s mostly all luck. My luck stat is over 700, so that’s why fishing is so easy for me.” Weed had his Art stat as a sculptor, Zephyr as a fisherman had Luck. Leisurely fishing in the river while increasing stamina and vitality; Zephyr who had an incredible amount of luck! Even when hunting, monsters frequently missed, and they also dropped a lot of loot and equipment.
Zephyr was someone who looked like a lazy person but in reality tries really hard to be the best. He was a kind of cheeky character who you can’t hate! He cast his line and asked Weed.
“Umm... Hyung-nim, about Yurin…”
“Hmm?”
“I’m just asking, but if Yurin got herself a boyfriend, what kind of guy would suit her? I want to know what you think as her brother.”
Zephyr asked Weed for his opinion as if he wasn’t really curious.
“Yurin’s boyfriend…” Weed thought for a moment then answered.
“He has to be a kind guy, someone who really cherishes my sister.”
“That’s right isn’t it.”
Weed gained his knowledge about taking care of a girl, by taking care of his sister. Yurin was still young, but it was an important period in her life, where she could move forward in the world. She could meet a man, or set goals for her life. If she wanted to study abroad, then she should go. Living for a dream, or love; experiencing success, failure, regretting or reminiscing about the past, is what life was about.
“Even if they fight as a couple, a man who uses violence is no good.”
“Hahaha, of course of course.”
“When they’re dating he can’t even let one drop or water touch her hand.”
“…………”
“If I ever find a mark left from water; that is the day I’ll kill him”
“…………”
It was the heart of the brother who didn’t want his sister to suffer even a bit.
On the sea, Hwaryeong’s friend Bellotte, and other girls, became remarkably close and were chatting together. They bathed in the sunlight and lounged around the deck to share stories.
“I’m sure it must have been frightening, when Weed boarded the Ghost Ship alone.”
Surka imagined the scene in her head. The storm would have been raging, sky covered in darkness, and raining relentlessly. The Ghost Ship would have been covered in seaweed and broken in many places.
“He boarded the ship filled with undead sailors alone! It’s really scary you know.”
Most of the women sympathized with what Surka was saying. It would be like a scene from a horror movie, but probably worse. In the Royal Road forums, there were posts of users saying they saw the Ghost Ship pass by. Other posts talk about the Ghost Ship that passes silently by, undead sailors with no legs or arms, who will bring a scream to your throat if your eyes meet.
To board a Ghost Ship at night, and alone would have taken an amazing amount of courage.
Hwaryeong stuck her tongue out as she said, “Basically, instead of the victim in a horror movie, Weed is ….” Irian finished the statement.
“More like a horror movie’s monster.”
Weed was frightening in the fact that he had the ability to exploit the Ghost Ship and its crew. At that moment they could hear Weed’s skill ‘Lion’s Roar’.
“It’s time to work!” While on the sea you would think there would be nothing to do but rest, but that would be a huge mistake.
There would only be a moment of free time, as the sun rises from the East. Everyone spread out on the deck to let the undead sailors do their work.
The sailors let down nets from the side of the ship. “You could say the sea is nature’s repository; there is no need to buy food.” For meals, fish needed to be caught. When Weed’s order went out, the undead sailors frantically moved to do their jobs.
When Weed was in command of orcs, dark elf or undead he was a strong and a commander overflowing with charisma. Even dreadful monsters (and Weed) had something they truly feared.
Something that Weed could never forget in his life was the landlord, L-A-N-D-L-O-R-D.
‘Kuhuk!’
When he lived on a monthly rent, his mouth ran dry from anxiousness.
These were the times when he watched out to see if the landlord was in or not. Even if the walls were covered in mold, the boiler was broken, or the lights were out; not one word of protest would be made. The landlord didn’t talk very much.
“Are you going to vacate the house?” For some reason after buying his home, he dreamt up a nightmare that couldn’t come true. In the dream, after buying the house, the old landlord came.
“Since you moved into a better house, pay 20000 won more every month!” Even in the dream Weed instinctively pleaded.
“Just a few more days... There is money coming in, but I haven’t received it yet. I’ll properly pay on time next month.” The one being that could make Weed meek without a doubt was a landlord.
Weed surveyed the indigo sea on the deck.
The islands that could be seen with the eye increased, and merchant ships and other sailing vessels could be seen passing by.
“Anyway, We’ve arrived in Neria!” Even with the Geomchis’ weight, the slow/rickety Ghost Ship, undead sailors who are weak on the sea, and other negative influences; they arrived near their destination, albeit barely.
When a dolphin, which is a symbol of luck, appears even the Ghost Ship became a lot faster. The Ghost Ship was a ship, that even the dolphins out speeded in a moment. The Ghost Ship is called the calamity of the sea, but when ridden it was nothing more than a ridiculously slow ass boat.
“At this rate, if we want to go out into the far reaches of the sea, it will probably take two-No, three months!” After arriving in Neria Sea they realized the seriousness of the problem. Even a ship with one sail could move at a faster speed than the Ghost Ship.
Since the undead sailors don’t eat they’re fine, but to feed all the Geomchis fishing is necessary. If fish can’t be caught for a few days, it would become a situation where everyone would starve. There were times where they landed and explored islands in search of food and water.
Another problem was Weed being new to navigating the seas as a captain. With the blacksmith skill the ship could be repaired and sculptures could be made, but there were no navigational skills. Since Weed couldn’t get a grasp on the direction he should be heading; things such as the Ghost Ship heading in wrong direction, or getting caught in the ocean current, happened in frequent succession.
“Well, since it looks like we’ll arrive at the Island of Ipia in 2-3 hours, I guess I should prepare. Call Death Knight Van Hawk!”
“You called me, master?”