Chapter 52 Dangerous Journey Begins

• As expected, I met Aariv by the riverside. He seemed to have taken a strange liking to fishing. It was strange to see him sit patiently by the side of the river with a fishing line hanging firmly on his hands, especially when he could have easily handpicked the fish with his incredibly fast reflexes.
• “I must have missed the memo that the one and only Brenda has picked up fishing as a hobby,” he smirked as I approached him, “how are you, dear?”
• “I’m fine, Aariv,” I replied gently, “and I thought you were fishing to eat.”