Chapter 83 - N.a.k.e.d Wizard

Mogranius took the spear, tightened the rope around his waist and was holding the spear on his right hand.

The spear wasn't of high quality, but it was certain that once that iron penetrates the skin, it would take a miracle for the fish to escape from it.

Not touching a spear in aims to fish for 46 years, he threw the spear against the water for a few tries. To get the hang of it.

After a few shots, he felt prepared.

And he also didn't want to dive to pull the spear out of the sand and rocks anymore. Messed with the Wizard hat.

Imagine a 58 year old Fire Wizard who is only wearing underpants and a Wizard hat(to hide the bald spot), walking through the sea water with a spear. Apart from that he is in almost decent shape. Almost…

He did manage to be close enough to a fish to have a reason to throw the spear. However, he didn't spear any of them.

The water made it seem like the fish was close, as if it was 2 meters away.

But in reality it was 3-5 meters away.

That brought in a few memories he had when he used to spearfish and uscusseful shots.

He did spearfishing without a rope because he wouldn't nearly qualify to pull out bigger fish while he was under 12 years old.

Even grown men sometimes struggle to pull a fish out.

He secretly grieved for his father throughout this. He was lost in thoughts even though he was walking.

He remembered his father being sweet and calm instead of abusive and angry which is common "fatherhood" in medieval times.

There is much a drunk father could doo.

"Swordfish!"

Yelled a man from the beach who noticed a massive Swordfish on the water.

When that name is yelled, every fisherman would leave the waters as fast as possible.

No one or ten have the guts to face against a full grown Swordfish.

This one though, seemed like it is a freak of nature. He isn't as big as ordinary full grown Swordfish.

This one looks double the size. It looks like it breaks over 1500kg and it seems 8 meters long. And it's Sword like nose is taking ¼ of it's length.

If it charged towards any man, it would push its nose through a man, leaving him with no chance of survival.

Another key Characteristic on this Swordfish apart from being a large freak of nature, was that it had a full iron spear on its forehead.

The spear was made entirely out of iron, even the handle.

This Fish doesn't look like a fish that any one or ten people can spear, pull out and eat. It looks like a fish who eats spear fishermen.

It is not easy to withstand a spear on the head, let alone survive for a long time with it hanging on.

The spear seemed so rusty. It was certain that it has been there for a while. Perhaps a simple spear couldn't bring down a large beast like that and it remained stuck there.

Who knows what happened to the Spearman because the rope is nowhere to be seen.

Everyone rushed out of the water as if a Demon was chasing them. Some even left their spears behind.

Iron Spears cost about 60 Gold Coins.

It isn't wise just to throw one away.

But living mattered more than a spear to all of those Fishermen.

Of course. I am only talking about the Fishermen.

"Get out of the water old man. An abomination is in the water."

As if the Swordfish was nothing but a 2 inch fish, Mogranius stood his ground.

Rage was behind his eyes but he remained a calm position. Even his spear wasn't raised up.

"Eat Fire overgrown Barramundi."

He thought.

He proceeded to blast fire from his nose, which both elevated him off of the water and made the water underneath him boiling, a blink of an eye after he flew from the water.

The boiling water made the Large Swordfish flee the scene for a little bit.

But being surrounded by cold sea water, going through a small patch of boiling water for a blink of an eye, didn't damage the Swordfish to much.

But a light shined on the sea bed of which caught Mogranius' attention as he was floating on air with fire beneath his feet.

Here is the "Catch" though, the nose fire blew his underpants off.

Imagine a 58 year old man floating in mid air with no clothes on his body except a Wizard hat.

Luckily at that specific moment there weren't ladies in the scene.

However, losing his underpants was Mogranius' second concern. His first was what caught his eye on the water.

It was the spear previously stuck on the Swordfish's head. It fell off due to the heat somehow.

But that bent Spear looked quite familiar.

This isn't the first time he sees this spear.

This spear. Had a special mark on it.

Mogranius remembered that after his dad lost his own spear because of a fish to big to be speared without a rope, he used Mogranius' spear afterwards as they could not afford a new one.

That is Mogranius' spear. How did he notice?

Well it had a "M" smelted on it.

Mogranius did it himself with little fire he could burst out from his finger before he studied his powers.

He stopped blowing fire from his feet, fell down in the water and grabbed the old rusty spear.

"Well i be damned. This bastard of a fish survived for 246 years. How the hell is that possible."

He thought!

Soon after, the Large Swordfish came for round two and was charging at Mogranius at full speed. It was going so fast that it seemed like it broke the laws of gravity. It went through the water as if it wasn't there.

Water was being splashed upwards because of it.

"Now let's dance. My way."