Chapter 197: Fisherman's Guide and the Kraken

It was late at night and dark.

In the dark and dense forest, Nash, who served as the guide for this trip, stepped on the muddy path. The discomfort of being stuck in the mud made him frown and said:

"It rained last night, and the roads are difficult to walk on. There may be wild snakes and poisonous insects, so everyone should be careful."

The temperature in the woods was very low at night, and the air was humid. The wet mist stuck to Gray's arms, making her feel chilly. She couldn't help rubbing her arms and muttering:

"How can you possibly catch anything if you go fishing in such a remote place?"

"Maybe he couldn't catch any fish nearby, so he took a detour." Yeats followed Gray and said calmly, "Then he encountered the crab spider."

Gray said with a hint of sympathy: "Fishing is really dangerous."

"Yes, they have trained the founder of the Anglers Association into a strong man in the Holy Land."

Ye Zhi relied on his swiftness to walk on the muddy path as if it were flat ground, and nodded.

After Nash pulled his trouser legs out of the mud, he looked back at the Baron behind him, only to see that his steps were so light that he seemed to be walking on the water, leaving no footprints at all.

The terrain has a great impact on low-level transcendents.

In the wilderness, there are objective problems such as poor vision and inconvenient movement. Druids, hunters and other professions that are good at field combat can defeat strong enemies here by leaping around. On the contrary, mages will be hindered and find it difficult to exert their full strength.

Bards are not good at dealing with harsh natural environments, but Yeats seemed very relaxed in this impassable forest, which made Nash admire him silently. He pointed to the road ahead and said:

"We're almost at the place where I fished before. The big spider is likely still hiding in that lake!"

It had just rained, and the air was filled with the fishy smell of earth. With his clairaudience, Ye Zhi heard the hissing of wild snakes and poisonous insects. It was very likely that there were extraordinary creatures among these poisonous creatures. They were often small in size and difficult to detect, and many low-level extraordinary people died as a result of them every year.

Although Ye Zhi and Gray were low-level, they had eaten a lot of food that increased their resistance to poison, so they were immune to all poisons. Ye Zhi himself had the talent of a "poison master", so he was not afraid of even the venom of a king-level crab spider.

However, the probability of a king-level monster appearing is very low, and even if it does appear, it is difficult to be controlled by humans. Therefore, Ye Zhi speculated that the ones to be hunted this time would most likely be commander-level crab spiders.

Ye Zhi thought to himself, "This is the best. It will just satisfy my promotion ritual. I can pass the Wild Hunt Divinity and become a Three-Ring Knight!"

Under Nash's guidance, soon everyone saw a small lake located in the branch of Lake Demier. In the dim night, the stars and the moon were dim, and the rippling black lake water was rippling.

Yeats couldn't help but feel a little respect for Nash for daring to fish alone in such a gloomy place at night. He must be a master of night fishing.

"This is where I caught the big spider. It's so scary, it's so big!" Nash walked quickly to a rock by the lake and gestured back and forth exaggeratedly.

Ye Zhi stroked his chin and secretly asked the wise salmon in the magic pet plane, "Feitan, what do you think?"

"If what the fisherman said is true, then by following the crab spider, we can find its owner. The most urgent task is to lure the crab spider out."

"Just as I thought!" Ye Zhi coaxed, "Then how do we get the crab spider to come out?"

"Let me be the bait. This isn't the first or second time..." Feitan said slowly. "There's one good thing about forgetfulness, which is that you won't bear grudges against your friends. Just like the Salmon Knight, I only remember him using me 25 times!"

Ye Zhi was stunned. Don’t you remember it very clearly?

"I'm not asking you to be bait. I'm asking you to enter the lake and see if you can find the crab spider." Ye Zhi coughed.

The wise salmon had signed a contract with Yeats.

As a fourth-ring magical creature, it only has soul power and does not know spells or combat skills. It only has the instinct to slap people with its tail.

It's like a martial arts master who only has internal strength but no special moves.

Besides its profound internal strength, the wise salmon also has another major advantage, which is that it knows a lot. As a follower of the goddess of magic, the wise salmon can tell the origin and solution of most spells, provided it is given time to recall them.

Fetan agreed to Yeats's suggestion and asked him to summon himself out.

Along with a faint plane fluctuation, the pitch-black lakeside was suddenly illuminated by the shining light of Feitan's rainbow-colored scales!

Seeing this miraculous rainbow salmon, Nash was stunned for a while, then his eyes showed deep shock, and he exclaimed in surprise:

"Rainbow fish? Lord Yeats, did you catch this? But is this the rainbow fish described in the Angler's Guide?"

Ye Zhi was startled, then shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. It just happened to have rainbow scales. It is not the rainbow fish that the Fisherman Saint has longed for."

The Fisherman’s Saint is a respectful title for the fisherman in the holy realm. He wrote down all he had learned throughout his life in the “Fisherman’s Illustrated Book”.

But this book is not popular among fishing beginners... because most of the books in "The Angler's Illustrated Handbook" are water monsters and sea monsters, and it is known as the "Encyclopedia of Sea Beasts."

This book is included in the library of Cam River University. With his photographic memory, Yeats has added it to the memory palace in his mind, and he also has some impression of the rainbow fish that Fetan mentioned.

The Fisherman Saint once chased a rainbow fish in the vast North Sea, but the rainbow fish was swallowed by the Giant Whale King. He then broke into the Giant Whale King's stomach, but got nothing in the end. In disappointment, he broke through the stomach wall of the Giant Whale King and escaped from the whale's belly.

Unexpectedly, the Rainbow Fish also followed him and quickly left the whale's belly. The Fisherman wanted to chase after it, but it was too late, because an indescribable huge sea beast appeared in front of him. The vast sea surface was split by its appearance, which was a hundred times more spectacular than the rise of a deep-sea titan.

Kraken.

Faced with this unbeatable opponent, the Fisherman Saint had to return home disappointed. The rainbow fish became a great regret for him and was recorded in his "Angler's Illustrated Book".

When Yeats read this story, his biggest feeling was... Giant Whale King, you died miserably! "Did I misunderstand..." Nash heard Yeats' explanation, and his eyes glanced at Feitan from time to time. The shock in his eyes had not disappeared, and he thought to himself.

In any case, Baron Yeats's rainbow-scaled salmon is really eye-opening!

Actually.

Nash's words also reminded Yeats.

Ye Zhi secretly asked Fei Tan, "The rainbow fish that the Fisher Saint is chasing, isn't that you, Fei Tan?"

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

"Maybe, I don't remember." Feitan replied, "I remember the Kraken, a legendary monster. It should still be alive in the world, but it's in a long sleep at the bottom of the sea."

"What does it look like exactly?" Yeats was quite interested in the Kraken.

"Like... a giant octopus."

Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows. If this could be roasted and eaten, I'm afraid it would be able to ascend to the Rainbow Bridge! According to Ye Zhi's request, Fei Tan dived to the bottom of the lake to look for the whereabouts of the crab spider, but after a long time, there was still no movement reported back.

The night was dark, even the last bit of starlight was obscured by dark clouds. Yeats hung the "Soulcaller's Lantern" around his waist, and the blue flame emitted by the lantern made the environment even more eerie.

"Why is the fire in this lantern blue?" Nash asked curiously.

"Because it's a will-o'-the-wisp," Yeats replied.

"Haha, Baron, you really know how to joke." Nash laughed.

At this time, Feitan returned from the bottom of the lake and shook his head to Yeats, indicating that he had not found any trace of the crab spider.

Didn't find it? Did it leave here, or was the information wrong? As Ye Zhi was thinking, he heard a sweet and melodious song floating from upstream.

The lyrics were sung in ancient Golden Lion language, but Yeats still made out the meaning.

"Go to the lake~A beautiful fairy walked out of the water, holding a sword in both hands~"

"This is the King's Sword~Dedicated to the Human King of Midgard~Bringing peace and glory to the world!"

This time, Gray actually remained awake, as if she had succeeded in her willpower test, and snorted coldly:

"I won't be defeated by the same trick! Ye Zhi, let's go and teach her a lesson!"

Ye Zhi secretly complained, but you always have the same reaction when facing Warcraft food...it always tastes really good in the end!

Following the sound of the song, everyone rushed upstream, pushed aside a dense bush, and their view suddenly opened up.

The moonlight illuminates the silver-glittering lake. A pale, slender and beautiful figure in a white dress dances gracefully on the lake with one toe pointed above the center of the lake in a ballet posture, the other long leg raised horizontally, and snow-white arms raised, like a swan.

It wasn't her singing at all; it was rather the shy daffodils on the lake who couldn't help singing a ballad because of her dance.

The picture was so dreamy that even the experienced detective Cran couldn't help but fall into a trance. Grey was also stunned for a moment.

Nash pointed at the figure on the lake and shouted, "That's her! She's the one who's stopping me from fishing!"

The "Lake Fairy" paused slightly.

At the same moment, Yeats pulled out his pistol with the speed of Iai and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Ten steps away, the gun fired accurately and quickly!

(End of this chapter)