292 To Be Part Of Several Tales Of Old

Crystal-clear water that held incredible power and knowledge surrounded it.

The Salmon didn’t know how it appeared in this place, but it was fine with that.

Every day, it would simply swim around this small space, unaware that there was a bigger world outside of the Well of Mimir.

The Salmon never felt hungry, but from time to time, there was a handsome young man, who would come to visit it and throw insects down for it to eat.

This person’s name was Mimir, and he told the Salmon that he was the one who placed it inside the well that held all the wisdom in the world.

The Salmon, who soaked up the magical waters that held all the knowledge of the world, was able to speak every language in existence.

Because of this, it didn’t have any problems conversing with the young man who insisted that he was the Salmon’s Master.

“Little Salmon, listen well,” Mimir said in a teasing tone. “If anyone asks who you are, tell them that you are the Salmon of Mimir.”