The Legend of the Fishermen of Sicily

Chapter 105 [Disrupting the Unity of Enemy Forces] (Seeking first subscriptions!!!)

Bianchi was competitive, but not reckless.

Far from being reckless, he was exceptionally cautious.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have collected so much data before the fishing competition with Leo.

Bianchi's fishing skills are not as good as Leo's, but they are still among the best in Marzamemi.

He took the harpoon out to sea yesterday and immediately realized something was wrong—it was clearly just an ordinary harpoon, with nothing special about it.

Worried that he might have made a mistake, he tried many times and finally confirmed it.

Sicily has never lacked miracles, but Bianchi is more willing to believe that they are miracles created by Leo.

So last night's test was held specifically for me and Aurelio?

He thought about it all night but couldn't figure it out. Unable to contain himself any longer, he had no choice but to ask his mother for help.

Mrs. Rosa's voice carried a reassuring kindness: "Bianchi, the fact that you came to ask me means that you feel neither of these two paths is viable. Silence is painful for you, and speaking out is also painful for you."

Bianchi is very stubborn.

She kept all her stress to herself and didn't want to talk about it, which is why Mrs. Rosa loved and cared for her son so much.

This time, however, he unusually revealed his true feelings.

Bianchi lowered his eyes. His mother was indeed the wisest person in Marzamemi; she had grasped the key point in just one sentence.

The kind voice continued in my ear: "May I ask you why you want to remain silent?"

Bianchi opened his eyes, looked at the holy image in front of him, and said, "Because this is someone else's secret... I think that person doesn't want this secret to be known."

Mrs. Rosa continued to counsel her son: "Then why did you want to reveal someone else's secret?"

Bianchi said in a low voice, "Because he did something great, I want some people to know... what the truth is."

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Does "some" include you?

Mrs. Rosa's magnetic voice spurred Bianchi to open his heart, and he nodded, saying, "Yes, including me."

Madame Rosa opened her eyes, a glint of light in them: "Since you already know, it means that the great things that person did won't disappear just because you're silent. As for whether or not to tell the truth..."

She turned her head gently and said to Anqi, "Before making a decision, you need to ask yourself, does that person need credit? Does he need glory? He doesn't want to talk about it, maybe because he cares about the matter itself, not your opinions of him."

After a long silence, Bianchi closed his eyes again: "I understand, Mom."

Mrs. Rosa looked at her son for a while, and seeing that he was no longer speaking, she understood that he had made up his mind, and closed her eyes in peace.

But after an unknown amount of time, she heard her son speak again, and Mrs. Rosa opened her eyes for the second time.

"Mom, you told me to get to know Leo, saying he's kind, clean, and pure. You said that's something that doesn't need to be proven, and that's a principle I still don't understand. But the first part of what you said is right, so I believe I can find the answer in Leo."

Bianchi said earnestly, "Before the sailing season, I want to spend more time with Leo, which may displease my father and make him accuse me of wasting my time, but I know what I'm doing, so please don't worry about me."

Mrs. Rosa closed her eyes with a smile: "You make me feel more at ease now than ever before."

The mother and son closed their eyes one after the other to continue their studies for the day.

A few rows behind the mother and child...

Aurelius, sitting on the bench, simply couldn't close his eyes.

Leo will stay in Messina for two days, and with the round trip, he will be away from Marzamemi for three days.

This period of time is neither long nor short.

I'm not comfortable just leaving; I need to take care of some things before I can go out with peace of mind.

He left the shipyard early the day before his departure.

First, he went to the beach to secretly meet with Angie, wanting to tell him that the cooperation would have to be temporarily suspended for three days.

During the days of harpooning, Anji's seafood was sold through Rosalia's agency.

Leo is going to Messina tomorrow, and he doesn't have a contact person. Angie can't meet Rosalia directly, right?

Leo didn't have any objections; he had long since stopped wanting to serve the young master.

However, Angie is an important family member of the "hostile forces," and there is still a task of "planting thorns" that has not been completed, so she should still be given some respect.

But then Leo suddenly remembered something.

He is also Sandro's son.

Why does the system refer to Angie as "an important family member of an opposing force" but to Bianchi as "that assassin," without mentioning any information about his family?

Why are they treating people differently?

"You didn't go crabbing today?" Leo arrived at the beach and found that Angie had come empty-handed.

Angie said with a worried look, "I wanted to talk to my father today, but I spent the whole night working on a draft and didn't go out."

"Oh, okay." Leo and Angie got down to business. "I'm going to Messina tomorrow and will be back in three days. Don't go catching seafood during these three days, we won't be able to sell it."

Angie smoothed his thinning hair: "Let's set the timeframe at 5 days for now. I guess Father might put me in solitary confinement for 5 days this time."

Leo stared in disbelief and asked, "Since you knew what the outcome would be, why did you even bother to tell anyone?"

Is your skin itchy?

Angie, looking weary, gazed at the sea. The sea breeze blew away the few pieces of cloth covering his head, revealing his bald head. "The Stoic scholars of ancient Rome believed that things in the world fall into two categories: those we can control and those we cannot. Difficulties themselves and their consequences are mostly uncontrollable. But Alain Tuhaina also said that if everyone avoids difficulties, society..." "Stop, stop, stop!" Leo interrupted the great philosopher's rambling. "What do you want to talk to Sandro about today?"

"Which one are you asking about?" Angie countered.

Leo was speechless for a moment: "How many are you going to name?"

Angie stood with his hands behind his back, extending one palm.

"Five?" Leo asked him.

"Let's start with five," Angie said, pressing down her wind-blown hair. "I've already drafted these five, including where we'll meet, what I'll say first, and what Father's response will be... to increase our chances of winning. I haven't prepared the others yet, so I won't go into them this time."

Leo was genuinely curious: "For example, could you tell me one?"

"Of course!" Angie suddenly became excited. "Let's practice a bit, I can get some practice too."

Seeing Leo nod, Angie across from him spoke up: "Father, what did you eat for lunch—"

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"Skip, skip!" Leo was about to lose it. "Get to the point!"

This person is truly extraordinary!

How could the adorable Bianchi have such a younger brother?!

Angie paused, perhaps mentally reviewing his notes, and skipped over some unnecessary pleasantries before continuing: "Sicily's fishing industry is far too underdeveloped. There are no standardized operating procedures, work schedules, or transshipment processes... Everything relies entirely on the captain's personal experience and ancestral traditions. If we can become the first people in Sicily to establish industry standards, the Mariani family will leave a significant mark on Sicily, perhaps even becoming a legend!"

Leo said very seriously, "Continue."

Director Angie yelled "Cut!" and corrected him, "You're Sandro Mariani now. Sandro Mariani would be chasing after me and beating me up if he heard this."

"Why?" Leo asked, puzzled.

What they're saying makes a lot of sense, and it hasn't even been fully explained yet.

Angie shook her head and said, "Because everything depends entirely on the captain's personal experience and what's passed down from generation to generation." That was enough to make my dad furious. This is a tradition that has existed in Sicily for thousands of years, and it's the core of our family's fleet.

A pale blue screen suddenly appeared in front of Leo.

You have received a mission: to disrupt the unity of hostile forces.

[Mission Description: The presence of another powerful force in your territory is not good news, especially since your rival is too strong. Now, a rift seems to have appeared within them, which is the perfect opportunity for you to weaken them. Help this traitor and make that rift grow infinitely larger.]

[Quest Reward: Reputation +5]

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