novelraw Chapter 477: Catching in the Act
Chapter 477: Catching in the Act
Seeing Fisher preparing to leave, Asuka Karasawa subconsciously stood up as well. But because she had just established a connection with the Loom of Fate, her current condition was still somewhat unwell.
"Are you alright, Asuka?"
"I'm fine, Madam Margaret. What is Teacher Fisher going to do?"
"I don't know either."
Margaret shook her head, but quickly looked at Asuka Karasawa again and asked,
"Asuka, how long have you been in this world?"
"How long... Mm, almost a month."
"So short. It seems the local named Fisher has helped you a lot during this time, no wonder you address him affectionately as teacher."
"Affectionately?!"
Upon hearing this, Asuka Karasawa's face immediately turned red. She was just about to clarify that the one he should be affectionate with was the accompanying Helaire, but then recalled that Helaire's current appearance seemed to still be a male body, and...Mm?
Asuka Karasawa froze slightly, seemingly realizing after the fact,
"Lo-local? No he isn't, Teacher Fisher is also a Transferred Person, just that he seemingly comes from a different place than Mr. Mikhail and I."
Margaret watched her open her mouth, then smiled and said,
"Asuka, did you know? The Loom of Fate can see through the destiny of this world, hence it is called omniscient. Yet regarding the destiny of us Transferred Persons, it can see absolutely nothing. In this world, Transferred Persons only possess a [Past], with no [Present] or [Future]. Therefore, in the eyes of destiny, we are all transparent and unobservable. You are like this, I am like this, and that Transferred Person named Mikhail is also like this..."
"However, that person named Fisher is not. When I observed the Tree Continent back then, I saw his destiny. I saw his complex lines like tree roots and individual Rope Knots. He is definitely a creature born and raised here, I just don't know why he didn't tell you."
Asuka Karasawa also froze slightly, but she quickly waved her hands and replied,
"Teacher Fisher probably has his own reasons. It doesn't matter, even if I know now, it wouldn't change anything, right? Besides, Teacher Fisher has helped me a lot during this time. The people here are all very powerful, basically thousands of times more powerful than Superman. If it weren't for Teacher Fisher, I'd probably have committed suicide on the first day, so..."
Margaret just smiled at Asuka Karasawa like this, making Asuka Karasawa glance at her somewhat bashfully, her voice also becoming smaller as she asked,
"W-what's wrong, Madam Margaret?"
"Ah, nothing, just..." Margaret seemed to just recover her senses. She touched her cheek, her eyes appearing somewhat lonely, yet as if a touch of warmth burst forth from within. She said,
"Just don't know why, listening to Asuka's experiences always makes me feel as though I'm hearing news of my daughter. If she were still alive, she'd probably be the same age as you. It's possible she'd be going to school, or like you, fancy an older gentleman, giving me both a headache and joy."
"Fancy?! I don't, I just..."
"Haha, are you wondering why I can tell? Could it be you're still suspecting in your mind whether I used the Loom of Fate? Didn't I say the loom cannot see us Transferred Persons? It's just that you showed it too obviously... want some desserts? I still have some prepared here."
Margaret covered her mouth and laughed. Subsequently, she gracefully walked to the table in the distance and took out a cake-like dessert made from some nectar. It seemed these were all made by herself during her spare time.
Asuka Karasawa pouted, then reached out and rubbed her somewhat reddened and hot cheeks. While feeling slightly bashful, she simultaneously suddenly felt a bit warm all over, her heartbeat also accelerating little by little, much like the side effect brought about by the dizziness earlier...
"Here, this is a honey cake, but made with otherworld ingredients. I've tasted one, the flavor isn't bad, please try it."
"Mm, thank you, awom."
Asuka Karasawa also began to smile.
Returning to Fisher's side, he didn't have delicious honey cakes, and naturally didn't know what that pair of Transferred Persons with a certain age gap conversed about. Laid before him was the question regarding the whereabouts of that Elf Gui.
At this moment, on the somewhat uncoordinatedly planned streets of the Ideal State, that faint delicate fragrance seemingly engraved into Fisher's DNA drifted up once again. Following that alluring fragrance, Fisher quickly arrived at the Residential Area of the Ideal State.
Among the surrounding wooden buildings constructed by Earl Tsubaki's power, the gazes of those idle humans leisurely lying inside their houses or on the open ground outside successively cast over. As Fisher occasionally locked eyes with them, he discovered that at this moment, the facial features of these humans in rags differed significantly from the humans of the era he lived in.
If forced to categorize, Fisher felt they looked more like the humans born and raised on the Southern Continent, yet not quite alike in details. After all, following this, they still had to undergo nearly ten thousand years of evolution before becoming the appearance Fisher was familiar with.
Honestly speaking, Fisher still wasn't quite clear which specific period in history he was currently situated in, because historical clues from ancient times were too scarce, and Fisher wasn't specialized in researching history, thus concluding no standard answers.
But regardless, although outwardly everyone was human, when Fisher barged into this ragged, wild-filled human settlement, he quickly attracted the gazes of all humans in the vicinity. Everyone cautiously observed the glamorous, handsome man walking inside through peripheral vision or hiding in buildings.
"He looks simply like Lord Tsubaki..."
"Good looking, want to bang."
"Sturdy, can bear children."
As he entered this mixed human Residential Area, Fisher suddenly discovered the delicate fragrance his nose picked up was gradually fading, making it impossible for him to lock onto where exactly the other party went.
No wonder Helaire's transformation spell was so exquisite; it turned out it all had an origin. This fellow Gui's concealing method was even more heavyweight.
The disoriented Fisher halted in place, meticulously sizing up his surroundings. Just then, a short woman with long hair carefully sizing him up in front suddenly walked up towards him. Seeing that woman walking towards Fisher, all the humans nearby became slightly restless.
"Big brother, just now a foreign woman passed by here. She said a man would come looking for her, but I don't know if that's you?"
"Woman, human?"
That short woman possessed very long hair, nearly concealing her face. She was barefoot and dirty, it seemed humans strictly lacked the habit of wearing shoes at this time. Hearing Fisher's doubt, she shook her head. Those eyes hidden beneath long hair carefully swept over Fisher's body, subsequently her hands seemingly uncontrollably raised, then quickly dropped again.
"I don't know, but she looks very pretty. She came from the seaside settlement outside, seems to be Lord Tsubaki's guest. Her companion and Lord Tsubaki went into the tower inside just now."
Entered the tower?
In other words, the group who just came to complain to Margaret and the others, stating the transport team got robbed by thieves?
"And then? What did she tell you?"
"She said..." The eyes hidden beneath the woman's hair could restrain it no longer. While speaking, she uncontrollably reached out and touched Fisher's clothes, then withdrew her hand as if electrocuted. "She said... she's waiting for you at the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlement by the seaside, she has something to tell you."
Fisher raised an eyebrow, glancing at the place the short woman before him had just touched. He seemingly still hadn't realized what was happening, until quickly, when many unmarried females in the settlement beside him swallowed their saliva and squeezed this way, did he realize something was amiss.
"She might not be telling the truth, we didn't see any woman just now..."
The first female who leaned over said thusly, her fiery gaze looking at Fisher's jaw and his slightly bobbing Adam's apple below.
"Exactly, but indeed a foreigner passed by just now, it's possible she's telling the truth."
The second female who leaned over was even more bold. As the surrounding people grew in number, her movements also became more pronounced, seemingly wanting to close the distance between them, wanting to touch Fisher's muscles.
As the saying goes, Lust Arises After One is Well-Fed and Warm. This group of humans who wandered outside for a long time gradually underwent slightly subtle mentalities during their half-year comfortable life in the Ideal State.
Days requiring no labor and carrying no anxiety or fear were so happy, and normally the desire for happiness demand always mounts ever higher like overlapping mountains.
They began to copulate frantically. Many women hiding further back were carrying big bellies, yet still cast fiery gazes in this direction. Naturally, the males within the group would harbor hostility toward the arrived Fisher out of possessiveness, hence their gazes towards Fisher couldn't be deemed friendly.
Fisher frowned. Just as he wanted to wave his hand to push the females beside him away, an unbelievable, heartbroken call arose from behind this group of females,
"Wh-what are you doing?!"
Fisher froze slightly. The adjoining human females surrounding Fisher who wanted to grope him also froze slightly, simultaneously looking back.
In Fisher's eyes, the one appearing behind the crowd was precisely that white-robed, golden short-curly-haired Angel. At this moment, her scattered blue-gold pupils were full of disbelief. Following that, she hurriedly approached Fisher imposingly with hands on hips.
For some reason, the human females originally tightly packed beside him all parted ways, watching helplessly as Helaire arrived before Fisher.
"Hela..."
Fisher's call hesitated, because he suddenly recalled that this fellow's current name wasn't this.
Helaire ignored him, but instead stared at him with eyes full of tears. Subsequently, angry yet wronged, she used small fists to hammer his robust chest. Immediately after she covered her eyes in unbearable pain, weeping.
"Wuwuwu, wasn't it agreed that there could only be me? Why, why did you come out to fool around with these females? Wuwu, how could you face me? How could you face me?"
Fisher's Face Covered in Black Lines. Even all the females beside them were deeply shocked, because at this moment, in their eyes, the one crying and complaining so coquettishly wasn't some beautiful angel with golden short hair, but an absolute man!
They actually got caught in the act by a man's man?
Fisher could restrain his anger no longer. He instantly reached out and hoisted this troublemaking fellow onto his shoulder. While losing balance, "Helaire" simultaneously resisted "forcefully", continuously slapping his back with his hands,
"Let me go! Let me go! I want a proper theory with you!"
Fisher ignored her, merely walking to the short woman who had informed him of the situation at the very beginning and said "Thank you".
And that woman swallowed her saliva, turning and walking away without responding, even alongside all the women packed closely beside who also all ran away.
The surrounding males' gazes instantly became amiable, mm, perhaps holding a bit of banter and schadenfreude?
But Fisher was too lazy to heed them, merely carrying Helaire's lithe waist and walking forward silently. As the surrounding crowd diminished, her token struggle also became increasingly feeble. She even leisurely swung the legs resting in front of Fisher's chest, resulting in Fisher spanking her bottom, making her quiet down.
"Why exert so much force?"
She asked.
Fisher didn't reply, but instead asked,
"Is this the Second Heaven?"
"Oh my oh my, so you're going to punish me on the Seventh Heaven? What, are you angry that I ruined your good time?"
"Hehe."
Helaire rested on his shoulder smilingly, being carried forward by him. She tilted her head up slightly, tapped her chin, and suddenly said,
"You seem unflustered at all, getting caught in the act or whatever, could it be you already have experience?"
"What bizarre experience, there was no such thing to begin with, why should I panic?"
"But this is completely unreasonable."
Helaire looked back at Fisher, counting on her fingers sayng,
"Look, since you reached the Sanctuary, it hasn't been long and you already couldn't control yourself. Even if you don't choose me, you would absolutely make a move on Karasawa, right? Then living for so long, there's no way you were that devoted previously, only fancying one female ah."
"..."
According to logical deduction, this was true. But for an unknown reason, Fisher didn't engage in this topic, instead stating,
"I seem to have seen Gui just now. She's here, and even told me to find her at the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlement outside the Ideal State."
"Oh, if the females I caught you with just now were the females you knew from before, what would your attitude be?"
"She might be connected to the affairs here in the Ideal State. It's hard to say if the previous theft of the Loom of Fate has anything to do with her. I want to go take a look."
"If I bumped into other females you care about, what expression would you have? Truly curious..."
Fisher and Helaire, conversing independently like this, as if neither was on the same channel, yet miraculously able to maintain the exchange. Even Fisher himself found it exceptionally wonderful. He sighed helplessly and decided to answer her question first.
He abruptly discovered that, before this bad woman, his boundaries always seemed to be subtly manipulated, and in an extremely ingenious manner,
"I indeed have other females with close relations, so if you guys met I would be very distressed..."
Fisher admitted this bluntly. But at words' end, he abruptly remembered the matter that this woman might sink and be buried alongside the Sanctuary thousands of years later.
So after a moment of silence, he added another sentence.
"But that will certainly be a very long time from now. With your temperament, whether you can survive until then is still a question... If you want to seek amusement, strive to live until then."
Resting behind him, Helaire smilingly tapped her cheek with her finger. The crooked halo on her head wobbled and spun a circle for no apparent reason, its light also shining brighter.
Fisher carrying her couldn't see her face, yet she suddenly maintained silence, thus his footsteps also paused for a moment. He was currently walking towards the edge of the Ideal State, where Tsubaki seemed to be. He still had to relay the information Margaret predicted via the loom to the other party.
He suddenly wanted to know the other party's response, but the silence was too annoying, so he gently released the other party's body, letting her hover.
Helaire smiled, carried her hands behind her back and flew to his front. Meeting his gaze, she raised a finger and started talking,
"Gui, since she sought you there must be a reason, making a trip has no loss. It seems the seaside isn't very far from here either, a round trip can be done within a day... And the crux lies in, you can also use this time to go outside and enter the Mythical Rank, it's not very convenient to conduct matters here."
"Moreover, maybe when you return it'll perfectly be the seventh day?"
The topic shifted silently again. The two seemed to not communicate on the same channel, yet appeared so synchronized.
"...I understand."
Fisher exchanged a look with her, then continued walking forward. Helaire also descended silently and slowly, walking almost close to the ground beside him, walking towards Earl Tsubaki's direction alongside him.
In the distance, Earl Tsubaki was at the edge of the Ideal State, looking at the arriving Demi-human Races who entered to pour out their grievances to them, currently discussing something.
"We will give you a reply shortly, please convey my regards to the Serpent King."
"I dare not, respected Lord Tsubaki, we will properly report this matter, then we shall..."
Just as that group of Demi-humans from the Kakav Serpent-kin Settlement were preparing to leave, Fisher and Helaire also hurried to this place. He called out to Tsubaki who was watching the group preparing to leave, and informed the other party of the information Margaret just obtained from the loom.
"This..."
The other party apparently hadn't expected them to know the identities of the acting petty thieves so quickly. Yet despite racking their brains, they clearly didn't understand why these four Demi-human Races would band together to attack them. Weren't Wolfman Race and Elephant-Man Species generally gregarious like humans? Wouldn't they fight amongst themselves when together?
It was also at this time that Fisher, having finished conveying the information and gazing at the other party, suddenly opened his mouth and said,
"Incidentally, I also wish to visit that settlement of yours, to see concurrently if I can help you catch that thief."
Tsubaki at the side frowned, seemingly not understanding what this matter had to do with Fisher. Why are you suddenly meddling in this, could it be you have other objectives?
Fisher had long anticipated the other party might harbor doubts, but just like last time, he could use a reasonable excuse twice. He looked at Tsubaki expressionlessly, opening his mouth to speak,
"I also like Demi-Human Girls, I cannot bear to see such villains roaming the wilderness."
"..."
It was only then that Tsubaki recalled this matter. He looked at Fisher, then looked at the "golden-haired man" holding their chest high and standing tall beside him. At once, he and all the Demi-human Races present who heard these words revealed expressions hard to describe in a few words.