The float in the hole moved at that moment. The old man pulled forcefully andughed, eximing, "It took the bait! Get up here!"


    The fish line instantly became tense. Then, the old man lowered his body and crashed onto the ice surface. He smirked and said, "It''s not going to escape this time!"


    The old man stood with the leverage of the ground while gripping the fishing rod. He pulled harshly, and a big fish instantly flew out from the water. Itnded heavily on the ice surface.


    The big fish kept flopping around, creating loud noises on the ice surface. Wilbur could not believe that the thick ice started to crack after the fish flopped just a few times. He was shocked by the sight and asked, "Isn''t this fish way too powerful?"


    Wilbur realized that the fish was far more powerful than ordinary fish. However, it looked like an ordinary carp. He wondered how the carp grew so powerful.


    The old man took out a dagger and walked toward Wilbur. He said with a smile, "Don''t be too surprised, young man. The world is vast, and you know too little. You have only seen fish from fishermen freshly caught from the river, but I bet you have never seen fish that need to be killed after being caught. I''ll show you today!"


    Then, the old man pounced on the fish and swung his dagger, killing the carp in one blow. The tip of the dagger went through the ice, and blood flowed out through the de. The fish quickly bled out and lost its strength, stopping its struggle on the ice surface.


    The old man waited for several seconds, then pointed at the carp with his dagger. He raised his dagger up and asked, "Did you see that? In Gelsa culture, this is how you sessfully catch a fish."


    Wilbur smiled and said, "That''s awesome, sir, but I think you should know something."


    "What is it?"


    Wilbur took a deep breath and looked at the old man. He replied, "This isn''t Gelsa anymore. Gelsa was the name of this ce some years ago. It''s now called Brant."


    The old man chuckled when he heard that and said, "Your will is too weak, young man. That''s not a good thing for you."


    "What do you mean my will is too weak?"


    "No matter what other people call this ce, even though it''s Brant now, this ce will forever be Gelsa to me. Gelsa is eternal, so there''s no such thing as Brant. My will toward Gelsa is as tough as the cold. It will never change."


    Wilbur moved his lips, but he could not refute. He suddenly realized that what the old man said was right. He could not change his will that easily, otherwise, it would be hard to achieve something.


    Wilbur had been through a lot of many years. What the old man said instantly touched Wilbur. Moved by the sudden epiphany, Wilbur said, "You''re right. Gelsa is eternal, so there''s no such thing as Brant."


    The old man nced at Wilbur and pulled out his dagger. Then, he tossed the dead carp to Wilbur and said, "Take this. We will have fish soup tonight."


    Then, the old man turned to walk to the cabin. Wilbur followed the old man and entered the cabin. The cabin was minimalistic, but it had an old phone. If he had not known about Gelsa''s situation from a decade ago, it would be hard for Wilbur to imagine that this ce could be connected with modern society solely based on Gelsa''s current situation.


    Wilbur did not dare to imagine installing an underground phone line in this environment filled with ice and snow.