The Legend of the Fishermen of Sicily

Chapter 120 I like the rules of your Cumanso family!

"But it was already pierced by a fork before I attacked it."

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Leo asked the teacher opposite him, "Only those who personally wield a harpoon, participate in the pursuit of a single adult swordfish, and successfully hunt it down can be awarded the title of 'Silverfin Hunter,' right?"

Leo had heard people mention the rules for issuing the "Silverfin Hunter" more than once.

Andrei mentioned this when he was in Marzamemi.

He played a crucial role in repelling the swordfish yesterday, and a crew member kindly explained it to him, perhaps worried that Leo, with his strength, might feel resentful if he didn't receive the title.

Rinaldi strode over: "I'm the captain of the Silverfin. If I say you can have it, you can have it."

Gatti suddenly appeared out of nowhere and, in his voice that was still going through puberty, began to spout the profound truths he had heard from his father and brother: "The title of Silverfin Hunter was created to thank the brave warriors who helped our Cumanso family. We can award it to whomever we want; we set the rules."

Leo, not daring to believe the two children, looked at Peglerini.

Peglerini chuckled and shrugged. "They're right."

Leo excitedly hugged his teacher, Peglerini: "Thank you!"

You taught me so much useful knowledge, and you even gave me honors...

You guys are so kind, taking so much food and so many gifts on this trip!

Leo's performance over the past three days not only won over the Cumanzo family, but also the fishermen on the boat from the east coast of Sicily.

Everyone looked just as happy as Leo.

Because they had the privilege of sharing a dormitory with the Silverfin Hunters, they could brag about it for years to come back home.

"The Silverfin Hunter hasn't appeared for many years, has it?"

"It must have been more than ten or twenty years."

"Leo is a true hero! I disagree with not giving him this title!"

Before even returning to port, the Cumanso family congratulated our warriors on board, and everyone celebrated for a long time around the two swordfish.

Leo originally thought that the matter of the Silverfin Hunter title was over, after all, it was a title awarded by a family, not some social award.

I didn't realize I had oversimplified things.

After the Silverfin docked, some familiar fishermen came over to greet them. The Peglerini father and son only said, "The Silverfin Hunter has appeared!" The people immediately surrounded them in surprise, treating Leo like a giant panda.

Before long, several fishmongers came running in, asking "which fish?" and "where is the Silverfin Hunter?" I didn't know which side to attend to.

The catches personally caught by silverfin hunters can be made into specimens and kept as collectibles.

Many wealthy and powerful people who have a passion for the sea will buy it at a high price.

Even if it cannot be made into a specimen, it can still be sent for auction.

At this point, the swordfish was no longer an ordinary swordfish; it was more like a symbol.

But long before the fishmongers arrived, Rio was taken to the Messina Fisheries Association by Captain Rinaldi.

Our warriors were like puppets, led around to meet many important figures whose titles alone suggested immense power. They shook hands with one person, held talks with another, took photos, and signed autographs.

Finally, we took a group photo with a dozen or so people under the large sign that read "Port of Messina".

"What are you doing?" Rio asked Rinaldi hastily.

Rinaldi appeared calm, but it was actually his first time experiencing something like this, and he quietly reminded Leo, "Smile first."

Leo flashed his signature charming smile.

The camera flashed a few times, and he heard Rinaldi continue, "This will be the first image of you becoming famous in Sicily."

"What do you mean?" Leo asked.

Rinaldi, beaming with pride like a rooster with its tail wagging, was hardly the image of a captain: "Your name will be heard by every fisherman on the east coast of Sicily. This is our Cumanso family's way of rewarding the brave; it's our custom!"

"Your Cumanso family has so many rules..." Leo thought to himself.

But I like these rules!

According to the plan, Leo was supposed to stay at Cumanso's house for lunch before leaving.

But the appearance of the Silverfin Hunter completely messed up the plan.

Leo and Rinaldi didn't get back until two or three in the afternoon after they finished their work.

When I got home, I found that Pedeglini had only just returned.

The swordfish caught by the silverfin hunters were so sought after that it took a lot of time to find the final buyer.

"Would you like to stay another day?"

As Leo packed his things, Gatti stood at the door watching.

Children are easily influenced by people who are powerful or accomplished.

Gatti had just hailed Leo as a hero, and now that the hero was leaving, who could bear to see him go?

Leo turned around and smiled, saying, "If we stay one more day, we'll leave tomorrow anyway, so there's no difference."

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"Take your things with you," Rinaldi said, lifting the curtain as he came in.

Leo jokingly replied, "If you leave anything behind, just pick it up for me, and I'll come back next year."

Rinaldi chuckled and joked, "You'll be all the rage when you go back this time, maybe even a great captain in no time. What are you going to do back next year? Force yourself to suffer if you can't handle it?"

Leo picked up the black case and stood up straight: "Of course I'm here to continue being a crew member, Captain!"

The two were only a few years apart in age and became acquainted in just a few days.

Rinaldi insisted on taking Leo to the station, and before leaving, he said to his father, "Dad, could you give me 10000 lire? I want to buy Leo some food."

Peglelini's lips twitched a few times: "You keep using Leo to swindle money from me. Didn't I give you 10000 before you went to the fisheries association?"

Our seasoned captain shamelessly said, "That happened more than two hours ago."

Peglerini reluctantly gave him 10000 and asked Leo to help keep an eye on it, saying that if Rinaldi dared to pocket it, he could report him next year and he would reward him with 50000!

"Would you welcome me to come again next year?" Leo asked happily.

Peglerini waved to Leo: "Take care on the road. Stay a few more days next year; I still have a lot to teach you."

Gatti said hesitantly, "Dad and Rinaldi have already taught you things, but I haven't. You... you must come next year, I have something to teach you too."

Leo stood at attention: "Yes, little teacher!"

Gatti leaned against the window and stared for a long time, refusing to get up.

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Only after Rinaldi and Leo's figures disappeared around the corner of the old alley did he ask dejectedly, "Will Leo come again next year?"

"Probably," came his father's voice from behind.

"If I were the captain, I'd be the one laughing and joking with Leo right now...right?" Gatti asked his father.

"Not necessarily," Peglerini replied dismissively.

"Why?" Gatti turned around and asked defiantly.

"Because you're not yet fit to be his captain, you're still a child." Peglerini got off the chair and wiped his hands on his trousers.

Gatti walked over and noticed that there was another photo on their family's photo wall.

There's Leo, Rinaldi, and many of Dad's friends on there.

"Can we put Leo's picture on the wall now?" Gatti asked.

Peglerini shrugged. "Of course, or do you think he's not capable of becoming a legend on the Sicilian coast?"

Gatti answered decisively: "He's so talented, he's bound to become a legend."

"But you're not qualified to be up there yet," Peglerini seized the opportunity to educate his son. "You're far from being able to be up there."

Gatti said angrily, "I'm about to turn 18, and then I'll be the new captain."

"Being a captain is about helping you grow quickly, not about taking pictures," Pegrelini asked his son. "What's the most important rule on a ship?"

There are many ironclad rules on the ship, but Gatti knew which one his father was asking about, and he replied guiltily, "Crew members must obey the captain's orders unconditionally."

"Do you think Leo will listen to you?" Peglerini asked.

In the past, Gatti would have definitely run away, complaining, "This is so annoying!"

But today, instead of running away, he faced his father's painful question head-on: "No."

Peglelini stroked his son's messy hair: "You understand. If you want to appear on this wall with Leo, you at least have to become as good as him. You probably won't have a chance to be better than him, and neither will Rinaldi or I, because Leo's potential is too high. But at least you have to earn his respect and make him think you're reliable... Do you understand?"