576 Finally Got to Eat Fish (1)

Winston was dragging a large fish about two to three meters long, leaving behind a visible wet trail as he moved.

The fish's round mouth was opened as it struggled with all its might.

"Good." Winston narrowed his eyes as he cast a glance at Alva's back view. Seems like he ought to assign some work for this new member.

Winston retracted his gaze and then said, "I'll go kill the fish. You'll get to eat it in a short while."

"I'll come with you."

A tall and a short figure were reflected on the water surface as the water wheel leisurely spun. The ripples made by the water wheel made their reflections appear long one moment and short the next. It was a harmonious scene.

Winston took out the stone blade kept at his waist and nimbly chopped off the fish head. Then, he carefully cleaned it, showing no regard for the fish's humongous size at all.