Otaku Witch-Chapter 499: Fishing Angel 408

Fishing, always present since the birth of human civilization, has stood the test of time, remaining popular and constantly evolving, holding a kind of enchanting magic power that people cannot resist.

And the significance of this activity has long since shifted from a labor for survival and feeding oneself to a form of recreational entertainment. Many people don't even like to eat fish, and some outright detest it, yet they find themselves obsessed with fishing.

What they fish for is not the fish; it's the solitude, it's life itself. What matters is not the result, but the process of enduring the wait until finally reaping the rewards.

Although, in actuality, not everyone who goes fishing ends up with a catch. There are always those who wait all day with just a cup of tea and a cigarette, only to end up with the, metaphorically, Air Force conclusion—departing in disappointment.

A good haul? That's for others. The Air Force experience, that's their own life.

After all, the Witch Clan is a subspecies that originated from humans, inheriting many cultural hobbies from human civilization, which then gradually transformed into their own version.

Among witches, there are indeed many passionate fishing enthusiasts. Some, so addicted to fishing, might even be tempted to cast a line upon encountering an opponent's decent water-based magic on the battlefield.

In short, it's quite ridiculous.

Of course, almost every witch is superhuman, so the typical way of fishing is hardly a challenge for them. Frankly, they can see the fish in the water from the shore, and their brute strength enables them to simply yank the fish out without a struggle, and so on.

As such, each witch fisherman is like having X-ray radar and a hundred percent catch rate cheat enabled, which really takes a lot of fun out of fishing.

Therefore, to enrich the joy of fishing, many fishermen have put in a lot of effort, developing various peculiar spells. And today, the fishing activities in the Witch World are quite mature, with strict rules, a variety of styles, high play value, and suited for all ages, making it a popular entertainment method.

However, setting up a fishing spot that can bring joy to witches is quite costly, and the more diverse the fishery, the higher the cost. Thus, witches have lost the simple pleasure of happy fishing in any random wild river—they mostly need to visit specialized fishing spots to have a good time.

This has inadvertently increased the threshold for fishing. After all, visiting those fishing spots is expensive, and while a good catch could mean getting some money back from the fishery, even turning a profit, coming up empty-handed means a total loss.

Of course, a little difficulty like this won't stop the real fishing enthusiasts. If they're out of money, they can just go to the battlefield to make a quick buck and then return to continue fishing.

And without a doubt, the fishing grounds of the Golden Town Resort are of the highest level, which is why there is already a large crowd of fishermen gathered around the area.

"Sister Maria, after finally coming back, you brought us here to Golden Country to play, and you're making us fish?"

The blue-haired Six-Winged Angel Witch Michelle sat on a small riverside stool, grumbling to her sister beside her.

A fishing rod was set up in front of her, but unfortunately, despite waiting all morning, the rod had not shown any sign of movement, which was frustrating.

Michelle didn't enjoy fishing to begin with, let alone coming up empty all morning. Her patience was nearing its limit.

However, unlike the impetuous Michelle, her two companions seemed quite content and skillful, indicating that they were veteran fishermen.

"Cool it, Michelle, fishing is a good way to cultivate your temperament. You really should fish more often when you have the chance."

The red-haired Eight-Winged Angel Witch Big Sister sighed at her impatient younger sister and said so.

"But this is Golden Country! I can't believe you two fishing fanatics. With so many fun places to go, you just think about fishing as soon as you're off the battlefield. What's so good about fishing? You'd better spend that effort at the hunting grounds next door."

Michelle, agitated, kicked the fishing rod next to her, making the line on the other end tremble and create ripples on the water's calm surface.

"Heh, with that hot temper of yours, you're bound to be the Air Force today, you noob. The last thing you want when fishing is to be impatient; you'll scare all the fish away."

The golden-haired Six-Winged Angel Witch Cerise looked down on her volatile sister with contempt, and then, seeing the other's empty fish basket, couldn't help but let out a snort of laughter.

"You..."

Michelle just couldn't tolerate it with her fiery temper and the two began to argue.

Only Maria paid no attention to her two bickering escorts. She simply held her fishing rod quietly, waiting for her own catch.

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She wasn't just fishing for fish today, but also for a person.

Previously, at the docks, she only caught a glimpse, but Maria was certain that she must have seen incorrectly. That pure white girl in the Golden Country caravan must have been Sophia.

Although Maria had never met her online ally in real life before, she had been paying close attention to the Holy Lady for quite some time now, closely following her news over the years.

As the Young City Lord of the City of Glory, Maria is considered a reformist among the Angel Witch Clan. She has long resented the decrepit rules of the God King Sect, tired of watching that group clinging to high positions in the Church, incessantly preaching bloodline superiority while being more worthless than the next, those parasites feasting on the community—wasting resources just by their mere existence.