Left with no other choice, the [ Epic-Level Giant ] had to reluctantly part with this glory and share it with others.
Having made up his mind, he gripped the fishing rod tightly with both hands and shouted to those around him:
"Is anyone there? Someone needs to help! This is a big deal, a really big deal!"
However, no one responded to him, because the fishing spot he had chosen today was indeed too remote, and even the Shattered Castle could only be vaguely seen.
Feeling its power slowly draining from its body, the [ Epic-Level Giant ] almost cried out in distress.
He had made up his mind that even if this fish dragged him into the river today, he would never let go. The worst that could happen was death. Cutting the line was out of the question, and letting go was equally out of the question!
Just as the Soul Returner was in despair and was about to perish together with the true Epic-Level Giant, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from his side and grabbed the net that was placed at his feet.
Thank you so much!
The [ Epic-Level Giant ]'s face shifted from sorrow to joy, and he forced himself to say:
"Scoop the fish from the head backwards, never from the back forwards!"
"Good."
A deep voice came, and a net with a slender handle was grabbed by someone.
Just as the [ Epic-Level Giant ] was twirling the fish around once again, the hand holding the landing net moved with lightning speed, scooping the fish up from head to tail.
The person lifted the net from the water, and what appeared before the [ Epic-Level Giant ] was indeed a fish longer than an adult's thigh.
He threw down his fishing rod, took the landing net from the man, and skillfully moved to a spot a dozen steps from the riverbank before beginning to remove the hook that had pierced the fish's mouth.
While busy with his hands, the [ Epic-Level Giant ] didn't forget to look up and see who the kind person had helped him.
It turned out that there were two people, not one. The one who came to help looked to be in his thirties, tall and thin, with a gentle appearance. He could easily pass for a high-level executive if he just wore glasses. However, it was a bit incongruous that he was wearing long sleeves and gloves in the middle of summer. I wonder if he was hiding something.
The other person standing behind him looked to be about forty years old. Although he wasn't as tall as the former, he was exceptionally well-proportioned and seemed to maintain a very good fitness routine. He was currently looking around the area by the river.
Something about this [ Epic-Level Giant ] feels off.
He had already looked above the two people's heads immediately, but he did not find the expected semi-transparent ID.
Not a player?
How would someone who isn't a player know to come and help?
For a moment, [ Epic-Level Giant ] realized that he had turned on the translation function when he sold fish and hadn't turned it off.
So that's how it is.
He felt much more at ease, thinking that the NPCs could now understand their hometown dialect.
With that in mind, he began to observe the two men who had helped him.
Although their clothes weren't fancy, they were neat and tidy, and both exuded a mature and composed air.
The [ Epic-Level Giant ] who spends his days roaming the World of Disorder encounters NPCs who are either villagers, farmers, or hunters who have become Incarnation nomads. He doesn't have that kind of aura about him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity to remove the fishing hook, the [ Epic-Level Giant ] was able to take a clear look at the two people's attire, and ultimately chose to speak first:
May I ask your names?
The real-life [ Epic-Level Giant ] is also in this age group, and the character's face model in the game is also a middle-aged face model, so there is no sense of distance when facing two NPCs in their thirties or forties.
"We are two brothers, surnamed Schmidt, and we are blacksmiths from out of town."
[ Epic-Level Giant ] After thinking about it, I feel that according to the game's background setting, these NPCs do have surnames and are generally called by their surnames, while those without surnames are called by their first names.
He nodded and gestured to the two of them with his eyes:
"So, you're the older brother, and you're the younger brother?"
The two exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.
"Yes."
"Oh, I understand."
[ Epic-Level Giant ] had successfully removed the hook, skillfully lifted the giant fish, which was almost as long as his own leg, and completed the filming. He planned to upload it to the forum later that evening when he logged off.
Although not as outrageous as his own "inner demons," it was still a rare and enormous object.
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that his two "benefactors" were still watching from the side.
Oh, by the way.
The [ Epic-Level Giant ] looked at the two of them:
"If you hadn't passed by, I definitely wouldn't have caught this fish today."
He said with a smile:
"I'll sell it later, and we'll split the money in half, how about that?"
"Or you could find someone to butcher it, and you can have half the meat."
The blacksmith brothers exchanged a glance, and the older one suddenly gave an irrelevant answer:
Is this Valhalla?
"Yes."
[ Epic-Level Giant ] pointed to the castle spire faintly visible beyond the forest:
"That's towards the city center; this area can barely be considered the suburbs."
The younger middle-aged man nodded, then pointed to the river in front of him:
What do you need to fish here?
What do you need?
[ The Epic-Level Giant ] hesitated for a long time before finally tentatively saying:
We need fishing gear.
"He means..."
The blacksmith brother continued:
Do I need anyone's permission to fish here?
Oh, you're asking about that?
[ Epic-Level Giant ] Suddenly realized:
"No need, no fees, no time limit, how much you catch depends entirely on your skill."
"I see, thank you."
The young blacksmith nodded, then turned and whispered a few words to his brother. Soon after, another voice came over:
"We're fishing around here, do you mind?"
"Of course I don't mind, you can do whatever you want."
[ The Epic-Level Giant ] said with a smile:
"Otherwise, even if I catch a big fish all by myself, no one will see it."
"Alright, then we'll take our leave."
After they finished speaking, they turned around together. The older blacksmith said to the younger blacksmith:
"You're tall, go cut down some trees, I'll go find materials suitable for making fishing line."
[ Epic-Level Giant ] Only then did he notice that there seemed to be something resembling a small cart behind the two.
It was loaded with items and was parked at the edge of the woods. It seemed that the two people had abandoned their cart and come to help because of his earlier shout.
Thinking of this, the [ Epic-Level Giant ] felt even more guilty and said to the two of them:
"Uh, you don't want meat or money, but if you don't have fishing gear..."
He looked at his fingers:
I can give you a set.
"Um?"
A short distance away, two people, one tall and one short, turned around simultaneously, stared at the [ Epic-Level Giant ] for a long time, and then nodded in unison:
"Okay, thank you very much."
Five minutes later, on the riverbank outside Valhalla, Soul Returner [ Epic-Level Giant ], former Grand Foundry Master Balund, and former Grand Foundry Master Aiboke began a leisurely fishing session.