This young master really has the ambition to be a hero

"Are you going to fry the fish?"

"No, it's a nest."

A rather frivolous smile appeared on Behemoth's old face. Dick sighed in his heart, I didn't expect you to be a fisherman too. He directly injected the activation magic power into the magic scroll, and then threw it towards the south of the Orc City, because there was an organized orc army coming in this direction, and Dick didn't want them to interfere with the "mopping up" operation of the Northern Alliance Expeditionary Force.