Chapter 130: Formal Thanks

Nagi Sanzenin, listening nearby, felt a flush of crimson cross her cheeks.

Clearly, she, having been led astr just now, had also thought in a similarly twisted direction.

She had truly believed just now that the direction Maria mentioned was correct.

Who knew it was completely something else.

Simply put, the diary is like a fishing line, luring a vast number of fish to bite.

Once a fish bites the line, it will never think of letting go of the line afterward.

And once the fish grows accustomed to this feeling, it will begin to become used to being near the angler holding the line.

As for whether the fish later becomes a mermaid living with the angler or turns into something else, that depends on how things naturally develop.

Nagi Sanzenin now fully understood the function of the diary.

Those rich rewards were the bait.

Everything operates on the principle of voluntarism.

Those willing to eat the bait come forward; those unwilling to eat the bait walk away.

Once the bait is eaten, it is not for a moment, but for a lifetime.