This time, Ethan forced himself to be patient despite the gnawing hunger, casting his line over and over without letting his impatience get the better of him. Fortunately, every cast brought a bite within thirty seconds.
In just a few minutes, he had tossed more than a dozen fish onto the bank, and the school below seemed to have gone completely berserk, fighting over the instant-noodle crumbs that drifted down whenever he pulled in another catch.
Suddenly, Ethan's ear twitched. "Awake? Then get lost."
He didn't bother turning around. His senses were useless in this place, but his hearing and perception remained sharp enough that nothing nearby could escape his notice. The Seventh Princess's breathing had changed, a subtle shift that told him she was no longer unconscious.
Sure enough, she opened her eyes.
