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nTranslator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

nFinally, Famar floated up and started swimming back with full power.

n“Where’s Walter? Why didn’t Walter come up?” Lily yelled in panic.

nAs soon as she spoke, they saw splashes behind Famar. Walter seemed to be fighting with something.

nIt was a huge catfish that was even bigger than Walter. It was dramatically large. It seemed to be two times the size of Walter.

nEveryone tensed up. Could Walter defeat this catfish in the water?

nChen Zhao wasn’t doubtful. Walter’s combat ability wasn’t equal to his size.

nAfter a while, the catfish floated up to the surface. Walter started swimming to Famar. After catching up, it pushed against Famar with its head and helped him swim back to land.

nWhen everyone saw that man and dog were safe, they let out sighs of relief.

n“Famar, are you okay?”

n“I’m alright.” Famar nodded. “That catfish bit my ankle and dragged me down. Thankfully, Walter saved me.” He was still in shock.

nIt had just been a joke. No one expected there would be serious danger.

nFamar looked down at Walter. “He’s really powerful.”

n“Walter, go get that catfish,” Chen Zhao said. “We’ll have fish tonight.”

nEveryone looked at Walter and then that huge catfish floating on the surface.

n“Are you sure Walter can get it onto land?”

n“Of course. Famar, come sit here. I’ll give you a checkup.”

nFamar had truly drowned just then. Chen Zhao needed to be sure if he had pulmonary edema. If he did, then he had to go to the hospital.

n“I feel great. There’s no problem.” Famar patted his chest.

n“If you want to eat that catfish, then listen to me and let me check.”

n“Fine.”

nChen Zhao checked and didn’t let him go until he was sure Famar was okay.

nBy then, Walter had dragged the catfish onto land and everyone worked together to drag it over. It took a few young people’s entire strength to move the fish.

nThis catfish was honestly too big, especially its mouth. It could completely swallow a child-sized creature.

nIt wouldn’t eat an adult human, but its habit was to view anything in the water that smaller than it or close to it as its target. They were more aggressive than sharks and in America, there were occasionally cases where children drowned because of catfish.

nThis was why some catfish were known as “man-killing catfish.” Of course, this wasn’t that common.

n“I didn’t think there would be such a large catfish in the lake,” Famar said.

n“There’s probably only this one. This lake can’t contain two huge catfish.”

nThis lake was less than one square mile. It also connected to a river with moving water. Moving water could maintain the quality of the water, but it also meant medium-sized catfish could escape.

nAfter all, it was difficult for other large fish to survive in this tiny lake if there was already a domineering king. If they couldn’t live here, they would choose to escape.

nIf this catfish didn’t have enough food, it could only go hungry. This was also why it attacked Famar. However, it would no longer rule the waters.

nChen Zhao slit open its stomach and suddenly dug out a pearl.

n“What’s this?”

n“It’s from Hell,” Blackie said, floating over. “It has Hell’s aura.”

n“Beelzebub, come here.”

nBeelzebub bounced over. “What?”

n“Do you know what this is?”

n“It looks like some demon’s subordinate imprint.”

n“What’s a subordinate imprint?”

n“I’m subordinate to the King of Gluttony, so I have his imprint in me.”

n“Are you born with it?”

n“Yes.”

n“So that means that this catfish is actually some large demon’s subordinate?”

n“It also might have eaten a subordinate and the imprint was left inside its stomach.”

n“Is that likely?”

n“It’s less likely, but it’s not impossible. With my current state, it’ll definitely eat me if I run into it.”

n“That means that some demon had come to the human world, unfortunately fell into the water, and was eaten by this catfish?”

n“I don’t know. It might be what you said.”

n“Will it be alright if we eat it after it ate a demon?”

n“Yeah.”

n“What does the subordinate imprint do?”

n“If you collect enough, you can summon the superior demon.”

n“How many do you need?”

n“Not sure. It depends on which demon it is. I’m subordinate to the King of Gluttony, so you’ll need at least 100 glutton imprints to summon his projection. If it’s just a regular subordinate, you only need around five imprints.”

n“What if I want to summon your demon king Satan?”

n“You can’t. No one can summon him if he’s unwilling. However, if he’s willing to reply to you, you can summon him into the human world without any cost.”

n“That cool?”

n“That cool.”

n…

n“Robio.”

nFali walked in, scaring Robio. He crumpled up the newspaper in his hands and tossed it into the trash can.

n“What’s up?” Robio looked up at Fali.

n“You’ve been sitting in the office for an hour. This isn’t something a coastal lifeguard should do. You can’t save anyone in here.”

n“Alright.” Robio stood up.

nFali didn’t follow him out. Instead, she looked suspiciously at the newspaper Robio had tossed.

nTaking it out and opening it, she saw the huge headline.

n“Firefighting Hero?” Fali started reading the article. It said that a man and dog saved nine people from a fire.

nThere was also a picture. It wasn’t very clear, but she could see it was an Asian man with a dog. Seeing the dog, Fali’s brows furrowed subconsciously.

nHow come it looked so much like Walter?

nFali looked out the window. Seeing Robio’s jogging figure, the suspicion in her grew.

nThe newspaper mentioned Fire Brigade No. 7 of LA.

nChanging her clothes, Fali left the beach without telling anyone. She had to get this cleared up, no matter if it was Walter or not.

nThe newspaper picture wasn’t clear and was in black-and-white, but she felt like the dog was Walter. She also noticed that the man with the dog was that illegal doctor from last time.

nOf course, she couldn’t make any conclusions now, but she had a feeling that it was Walter.

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