Wilbur chatted with the old man briefly. They were far too exhausted from their trip to the merfolk realm and decided to rest early.
The two men only woke up by noon the next day, and the old man gathered his fishing tools. "I'm going to get two big fish for us. Let's have grilled fish for lunch."
"I'll come with you, sir."
Wilbur picked up his own fishing tools, following after the old man to head to the lake. The weather was splendid, and the rays of the sun emitted a comforting warmth. Wilbur stared at the old man's back in front of him, hesitation filling his chest.
Wilbur's goal in coming to Gelsa was to find the eighth dragon cauldron, and now that he had retrieved the cauldron, he should be on his way. However, Wilbur had lived here for over a month and had long since established some form of a relationship with the old man.
Wilbur did not know how to tell the old man that he had to leave. To be honest, everything here had been settled.
Gelsa was in the middle of nowhere, and it was inconvenient for the old man to live here on his own. Wilbur looked around him, and asked carefully, "Sir, now that things in Gelsa have come to an end, surely this place doesn't mean anything to you anymore? Why don't you leave Gelsa with me, and see the world outside?"
The old man stopped in his tracks, his back facing Wilbur. "You're going to leave soon, aren't you?"
Wilbur froze. "Yes."
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