The Legend of the Fishermen of Sicily

Chapter 126 A Mistake! That's My Home

Enzo's application for qualification failed, but it seemed that only Leo in the car cared about it.

Bianchi showed no emotional change, and the person involved chatted and laughed throughout the entire process.

Leo guessed that the two locals probably didn't believe that the national policy would tighten up, and thought that it didn't matter if they didn't have a certificate.

But while eating pizza, he subtly reminded Enzo that they should still pay attention.

When Leo comes to submit his diving and harvesting qualification, we'll arrange for him to come back with me.

To everyone's surprise, Enzo said nonchalantly, "I'm not applying anymore. I'm currently looking for a job in the city. If I find a suitable one, I'll sell the boat and change careers."

Leo's mouth gaped open: "But isn't the ocean your best friend?"

The image of the lively sea lion appeared in his mind.

Enzo stacked three pizzas together and ate them: "It doesn't matter if I go do other things, he's my best friend. I can just go back and visit him often."

Leo nudged Bianchi with his elbow: "Aren't you going to try and talk him out?"

Bianchi lowered his head and focused on eating his pizza: "You think I didn't try to persuade him? My brothers and I have advised him countless times. This application is just a formality because my father sent him. Antonino said that Enzo's prepared materials were terrible; he didn't write them properly at all."

Enzo threw the two slices of pizza onto the two young men's plates with a loud thud, as if expressing his dissatisfaction: "I didn't, it's just that the log was disgusting, and it was too much trouble to finish it later."

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"Did I accuse you wrongly in the first half?" Bianchi looked up and asked Enzo, "Are you just here to make an appearance?"

Enzo waved his hand, the triangular pizza in his hand looking like a small piece of bread: "I was worried that if I didn't come, your dad would get angry. I haven't even told him about my job search yet."

"You'd better think of a way to explain this to my dad."

"Let's talk about it when he's feeling better."

"For my father's health, you should keep going. He has always had high hopes for you."

"Don't talk while you eat!"

The atmosphere on the return trip was pleasant. Enzo and the two young men became fast friends, and the car turned into a playground for three mischievous kids.

If they see a stream by the roadside, they'll stop to see if there are any fish, and then have a competition to see who can catch them with their bare hands first. The loser will try to cheat by saying it doesn't count, and for this or that reason, they have to compete again.

I saw some wild figs by the roadside and planned to pick a few to eat on the way. But because of the tiny issue of "your figs are bigger than mine" or "mine are not as purple as yours," I made a fuss for a full twenty minutes and refused to leave. If it weren't for the fact that Bianchi promised his mother that he would be home before noon, we might have argued for another twenty minutes.

When Leo saw sheep in the field, he shared his experience of traveling there by donkey cart with them.

Bianchi said donkey carts are nothing special; I've even ridden in reindeer-drawn carts.

Enzo said that what you guys are sitting in is nothing compared to what I've done. I've been in an airplane cockpit. When I was a kid, people begged me to become a pilot, but I didn't even give them a second glance.

"There's a limit to bragging," Leo commented sarcastically. "What do people see in you that they'd beg you to become a pilot? If you're going to talk like that, then I've flown in a space shuttle."

Unexpectedly, the competitive Bianchi spoke up for Enzo: "It's true that someone took Enzo out to learn how to fly a plane. I admired him a lot when I was a kid. He was handsome and capable. Kids my age back then all liked to follow Enzo around."

"Really?" Leo was incredibly surprised.

Enzo stared wide-eyed at the rearview mirror: "What? With my great physique, can't you tell? I haven't changed at all!"

Leo and Bianchi simultaneously made a gesture as if they wanted to vomit.

"Why are there so many people at the village entrance?" Enzo suddenly became serious.

He parked his car at the village entrance, and a dozen or so people swarmed around him.

These people were all villagers who had a good relationship with Leo, such as Marco and Saviel.

When Leo spotted Leorio in the crowd, he probably guessed what was going on.

He poked his head out and said to Aurelio, "Don't be so dramatic. We talked about it when we were harpooning. You take my job, and I'll go to Messina to introduce who made the harpoons. I'm just doing what we agreed on."

That's true; the messenger was Enzo, who was driving at that moment.

However, Leo chose to introduce some of the most important scenes in Messina, and he also brought along Bianchi, who was fighting with harpoons alongside them and also needed encouragement.

Leo kept glaring at Aurelio, his eyes conveying a warning.

What are you doing?

I know you want to thank me, but one person is enough.

Why did you call so many people here?

Aurelio smiled and went over to explain, "You've misunderstood me. I have a lot to say to you, but I can only say it to you... I was called here today, but when I heard there was going to be a welcoming ceremony for you, I had to come, right?"

Bianchi poked his head out of the car: "Is my dad going to hold a welcoming ceremony for Leo?"

Before the warriors go to Messina, there is usually a farewell party hosted by Sandro himself, but this year there was no big party. A small one was held on short notice and then Ainge ruined it.

Bianchi guessed that perhaps his father wanted to give Leo another one, so he called some people over.

Moreover, he only told his mother their return time. These people can't possibly wait here all morning, can they?

Marco stepped out from the crowd and shook his head: "You really guessed wrong. Antonino did say he wanted to invite Leo to your house for dinner, but it wasn't Sandro who called us out."

Enzo poked his head out too: "Not Sandro? Then who could it be?"

Before the words were finished, a sudden, loud noise came from afar, making one's heart tighten.

Everyone turned around and saw a tractor struggling to drive into the village, with a handwritten banner hanging on its forearms that read "Welcome back the warriors in triumph."

When the driver saw everyone looking over, he stretched out half of his body and one arm to wave, his curly hair particularly eye-catching.

The curly-haired village chief was still muttering something.

But the tractor was so noisy that it was impossible to hear anything.

Orlando noticed this too, stopped the tractor twenty meters from the village entrance, and ran towards Leo holding a banner.

As they ran, they shouted, "Welcome back, warriors! Welcome back, warriors!"

Orlando was incredibly busy this morning.

Upon learning of the news in the newspaper, he immediately organized this welcoming ceremony.

But the villagers didn't really listen to him. After a long period of mobilization, he only managed to get a handful of them to come.

The number of people doesn't matter; the main character today is him!

Orlando was thrilled just thinking about how Leo would feel seeing this grand welcoming ceremony!

He and Leo already had a good emotional foundation, and that time they ate ice cream together was a perfect start.

And with this welcoming ceremony, which he meticulously planned and hosted, haha, the story of "Me and the New King" begins here!

As Orlando ran towards the village entrance, he mentally envisioned a story of friendship with Leo.

At the village entrance, Leo quietly asked Bianchi beside him, "What's our village chief's name again?"

Orlando wanted to make the welcoming ceremony more lively, but Leo wasn't interested.

He exchanged a few pleasantries with some acquaintances at the village entrance, then got back into Enzo's car, saying he needed to get home quickly.

After Orlando returned the tractor, he also went to the shipyard.

Friendships should be struck while the iron is hot; I need to hurry over and have a good chat with Leo.

But he shouted for a long time at the shipyard gate, and no one answered.

Orlando wanted to go inside and take a look, but suddenly a small yellow kitten jumped out of the doorway, looking at him warily.

He patiently negotiated with the kitten, asking if he could go inside.

Before we could reach a conclusion, a car horn sounded behind us.

"What are you doing?" Enzo asked, stopping at the shipyard entrance.

Orlando explained, "I'm here to see Leo."

Enzo got out of the car and took out Leo's fork case: "Leo didn't go back to the shipyard."

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"Didn't he say he was going home?" Orlando asked, looking shocked.

Enzo gave a strange laugh and pointed towards the sea: "His home isn't here, it's over there. This kid can't wait a moment longer; he says he wants to go into the sea and try something out."

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