Chapter 159: The Parsnips Are Ripe
Rasmodes gave Leon a strange look at his words, then vanished right before him.
Leon didn’t mind the departure of this Archmage. Just like when Rasmodes appeared, his movements were utterly unpredictable—nothing Leon could ever figure out.
What did pique his curiosity was whether Rasmodes had sensed something unusual at the seaside or had simply been keeping tabs on him. If it was the former, Leon would gladly commend him for living up to his reputation as a devoted guardian.
But if it was the latter… well, then Leon would seriously consider filing a complaint with the Mage Administration about this creepy old pervert.
The merman was gone, Leon’s hook was retrieved, and he rebaited it with a red worm before casting into the sea again.
This time, nothing unexpected happened. When the bobber started to twitch, Leon reeled in—only to pull up a piece of seaweed.
“Seaweed: It can be used in cooking.”
The system’s description was so bland that it made the green, slippery plant seem utterly mundane. Staring at it, Leon couldn’t help thinking of kelp.
He tossed it into his backpack and baited the hook again.