"Hey little fish, first I would like to thank you for freeing us and letting us fight for territory in the fishing spot again. However you have done enough and need to leave this place all together. Not just the fishing spot or the world leading to it, understand?"
Sitting on the ship in front of his cave was a middle aged man. The design of his clothes was similar to fish scales. His presence was terrifying and Lich found it hard to talk or stand tall near him. The middle aged man sighed and started scratching his head like an uncle trying to talk to his 2 year old nephew.
"You screwed up and if you keep going down this path, you are just going to make it worse. Though the missions issued to you from the system are from seniors trying to test you, in the end your actions are your own. Your last mission was sent by me. If you chose to be a Viking instead of a Fisherman, I was going to send you off early."
Suddenly a system message appeared in front of Lich.
