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Urich caught himself dozing off.
Tick, tick.
The fishing rod in his hands trembled slightly. He yawned and pulled on the rod.
A minnow wriggled as it was reeled in.
“This isn’t even enough for a bite.”
Urich threw the minnow hooked on the fishing line back to the flowing water, then went back to staring blankly at the river.
It was a river not far from Hamel. Urich often came here with just Hume and a few warriors and spent his days fishing as a pastime.
Crack, crack.
Urich stretched his neck from side to side to loosen up, sitting next to a basket of water with only two fish swimming in it that were caught by his clumsy fishing.
“Wake up, Hume. Don’t just sleep, chat with me or something.”
Urich woke Hume up after casting another bait. Hume, who had been dozing off against a tree, opened his eyes.
“Yawn, did you catch anything? We should head back soon.”
“Just wait, I feel like I’m going to catch a big one today.”
Urich smiled as he sipped the wine he brought.
‘Fishing is what he does after conquering Hamel…’
Even Hume often wondered about Urich's actions, not to mention the warriors who felt the same way. They often came to Urich urging for military action, but Urich just shook his head every time.
‘Five thousand warriors are idly wasting away.’
Those who wanted to settle and those who longed for their homeland had all left. The remaining five thousand warriors were those who...
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