novelraw Chapter 556: "Demi-Human Girl Con"
Chapter 556: "Demi-Human Girl Con"
Perhaps male nature is just like this?
Clearly having already had deeper relationships with many ladies, clearly having already seen many scenes far more blood-pumping than this, yet still unsatisfiably feeling exceptionally moved seeing her shyness at this moment.
"Renee..."
He opened his mouth softly, somewhat unnaturally. Renee, who was sitting on him covering her face, looked at him in confusion. But in the next second, she suddenly felt something, her pupils shrinking slightly.
"!"
In an instant, as if pricked by a needle, she floated up, retreating quite far in a panic and landing on the ground nearby.
She sat on the ground quite frantically, retreating a bit more, then subconsciously rubbed her own buttocks. Her eyes darted around, even her speech stuttering,
"You... you... you, don't be so excited first... I can't take it, can't take it..."
"...Sorry."
Fisher didn't know whether to laugh or cry, having no choice but to lie on the ground and apologize."Haven't... haven't you already entered the Mythic Rank... h-how can you still not control it well..."
"...I entered the Mythic Rank, I didn't die."
"Pah pah, you are not allowed to say that..."
Covering her face, Renee rested it on her knees. Turning her head away, she appreciatively admired the beautiful scenery of the place at night, as if escaping.
Fisher also took several deep breaths. Looking at his own hands, he was suddenly somewhat filled with emotion.
In reality, he perhaps genuinely could alter the form of his own body, because he had also read the Life Completion Manual just like Erwind. That Chaotic Knowledge could allow him to transform into a form suited for climbing during the process of climbing.
But from the bottom of his heart, he was unwilling to do this, or to put it more bluntly, he felt terror toward this.
He worried that such imperceptible indulgence, like boiling a frog in warm water, would turn him into a lunatic like Erwind or Pherone. Therefore, subjectively, he strenuously resisted this idea of turning himself "non-human".
He didn't know whether this was right or wrong, because he didn't have many subjects of reference on this path.
Mm, two of the very few had even died by his hands...
They just sat on the beach like this, sitting on the remnants of the Tree Continent, on the graveyard, enjoying the passing sea breeze. Looking at the sea surface, in the silence produced by the momentary lack of conversation, they perhaps both were thinking about something, or perhaps were thinking about nothing at all, merely gazing at the moonlight and each other like this.
Using a touch of delicate fragrance as a rope, tied to it was her shyness and the kiss that stopped after a brief attempt. They never went any further, yet it seemed so sufficiently enough.
"Are you leaving tomorrow morning?"
After being left hanging in the moonlight for a long time, Fisher still opened his mouth first.
Hugging her knees, Renee turned her head back to look at him. Nodding, she said,
"Mm, you know, there are matters to handle in the Spirit World."
"...How should I go to the Spirit World?"
"What, want to see my true body?"
"Isn't it visible from here?"
Fisher pointed at the clear, cold moon in the sky, speaking thus.
But his appearance paradoxically made Renee laugh. Covering her lips, she laughed,
"You don't truly think my true body is just such a massive lump of a moon, do you?"
"...It is my ignorance and limited experience then."
"This is only the representation of my true body in Reality. The projection of my power is far too obvious, resulting in merely obscuring the true satellite in Reality."
"So that's how it is. But I still want to see the real you."
"You are really bold, y'know. You must know that my true appearance is vastly different from a Witch and a moon. What if it's a super huge monster? I'll swallow you up in one bite, eat you into my belly, and smack smack, you'll be gone~"
"What is there to worry about? I just barely became a ball, you know. Although I don't really want to admit it, my preferences are indeed quite weird..."
"Hahahaha..."
Renee was amused, unable to resist wiping the corners of her own eyes with her hand.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing, I'm just very happy... you know, an older big sister can easily have her heartstrings plucked by such straightforward words, even if these words might just be coaxing me..."
"I didn't..."
Renee smiled as she looked at Fisher, interrupting his words. She suddenly said,
"But, actually I do not wish for you to see my true body, Fisher."
"Why?"
"Because the true body of a True God is not something just any existence can face directly. Even Demigods would be affected continuously before the figure of a True God, let alone those of lower Tiers. Nineteenth-Tiers would suffer a severe curse upon seeing us, and those even lower would instantly die upon direct confrontation."
"In the past, I heard that the Archangel in charge of the Holy Grail suffered a curse simply due to looking directly at Ouyun. I do not wish for you to suffer a curse, nor do I wish for you to continue climbing just to be able to see me."
Renee's tone appeared somewhat desolate. Smiling, she looked at the "moon" hanging isolated in mid-air in the sky, continuing to say to Fisher,
"What's more, there are responsibilities akin to shackles on my body. Due to unknown reasons, my previous incarnation made a grave mistake, and my true body is thus blocked by the gods because of this. No existence can approach."
"What's more, my ability to walk the world as an avatar, though unable to change anything, is already Ramastia's mercy. It is precisely because of this that I can come into contact with you. Because of the Completion Handbooks on your body, I can use 'monitoring and controlling the Completion Handbooks' as an excuse to stay by your side all along, to communicate and spend time with you."
Only until now did Fisher truly understand Renee's situation, and finally understood why, having lived for so long, she still appeared so green, feeling so novel toward everything.
She was a True God, but also a prisoner. And because he possessed the Completion Handbooks and embarked on the path of resolving the World-Ending Prophecy, he coincidentally became the person who stepped into her line of sight outside the cage with whom she could interact and communicate.
Her previous incarnation, the Mother Goddess, committed a transgression, but the consequences after her demise had to be borne by her. This couldn't be distinguished as right or wrong; there were arguments to be made from either side. Or perhaps many things in this world were originally just like this—indescribable and unexplainable, simply operating like this all along.
He stopped bringing up these matters. Subsequently, he stood up and said to Renee,
"Then, is there anything else you want to do? Let's go do it tonight, it's still early until dawn."
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay by your side like right now."
"Is this the wish of a True God?"
Renee laughed maliciously. Putting on an act of waving her hands, she said,
"Alright then, as my believer, Lord Fisher, please offer the corresponding sacrifices to me."
"I don't believe in the Mother Goddess."
Renee blinked cutely. Tapping her red lips with her hand, she said coquettishly,
"Then what about believing in your big sister Renee, is that not allowed either?"
"..."
This woman, clearly she was so shy and timid just a moment ago, but now she's starting to be a tormentor again, huh?
When the day comes, I definitely must catch her, and then...
Fisher shook his head. The cold wind brushed his side cheek, scattering their topic a bit. But the gathered delicate fragrance blew back again, bringing him back into Renee's land of tender enchantment.
"Fisher..."
She abruptly spoke.
Fisher raised his eyes to catch what she said, but after all, it had already been scattered by the wind to who knows where, leaving only her fluttering long hair and pink earlobes.
She lowered her eyes a bit. Not looking at Fisher, she was nevertheless speaking to Fisher.
The smile she wore was concealed by her arm, its meaning seeping out through her language. Smiling, she said,
"We... kissed today y'know..."
"..."
Fisher's mouth and tongue felt somewhat dry. Reminiscing about that kiss carrying sweetness, he temporarily couldn't reply to her in time.
Not receiving a response, Renee wasn't annoyed either. Surrounded by her arm and knees, she turned her head slightly. Eyes curved like crescent moons gazed at Fisher,
"Next time... let's... try something else..."
"...Something else?"
"You... you just don't say anything and don't ask first..."
"...Alright, let's try next time."
Fisher's voice was hoarse, reluctantly replying.
Having said this, both of them lowered their heads a bit, unaware of the bright moon and fluttering lingering charm outside their words.
It was time to change the topic.
At this moment, Fisher, who unprecedentedly appeared somewhat constrained, thought like this.
It was also exactly at this moment that he suddenly remembered, that guy Eimhart had gone to who knows where.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to use this as a diversion, the Renee before him also suddenly spoke,
"Wait, where did that little guy go?"
Mm, the two of them probably thought roughly the same.
Smiling helplessly, Fisher scanned the surroundings in a full circle, but aside from the tide he discovered nothing.
"He went in that direction just now."
"Want to go look for him? We can take a walk coincidentally."
"Mm, before leaving he said he seemed to smell some odor, probably discovered some knowledge again?"
Renee floated up, following behind Fisher. Checking out the mountain peaks on the surrounding islands, she couldn't help but say,
"What knowledge could there be here. I must say, that little guy's nose is really sharp. His degree of sensitivity to knowledge is no different from a little puppy."
"He'll get angry if you talk about him like this."
"I apologize to him, I'm saying it secretly, don't tell him."
"..."
Fisher walked a very long distance following the direction Eimhart left. The mountain peak ahead was very high. The Renee behind him took a rough glance and said,
"He's right there halfway up the mountain, don't know what he's doing."
Fisher nodded. Subsequently, he leaped up, bounding silently and nimbly among the mountains. Very quickly, he crossed the lush greenery of the mountains and arrived at an area that similarly held quite a few ruins of wooden architecture.
It looked like this place was also a ruin of Elven civilization, only completely lacking any exquisite shapes, merely looking like architectural fragments scattered here.
"Heave-ho, heave-ho..."
Amidst that pile of architecture, beneath the mountain cliff, that square book was doing who knows what. Fisher only saw him lying there, constantly moving the adjacent architecture with his mouth.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, you guys finished? So fast? Weren't there more underwater activities?"
"..."
Eimhart turned his head, saying this somewhat novelly. But after looking at Renee's fake smile, he still pumped the brakes with an extremely strong desire for survival. Coughing, he looked at the ruins before him and said,
"Cough cough! Um, Fisher, come help me for a bit quickly, there's something beneath that smells very good!"
Raising an eyebrow, Fisher lent a hand, easily lifting the fragments and tossing them to the side.
These fragments of unknown origin had previously obscured the mountain wall. Opening up suddenly at this moment naturally revealed the text engraved upon it.
Eimhart immediately flew up unable to wait, wanting to record the contents upon it. But he surprisingly discovered he actually couldn't read the things on it,
"Wait, what is this thing? Elven text? What is written on it?"
Renee also glanced at the text on that rock wall. Frowning, she shook her head and said in amazement,
"Truly bizarre, I surprisingly have no impression of the text upon this either. This is definitely not Elven text; we just saw Elven text down below earlier, this is..."
For no other reason, the text on the upper part of the rock wall was square and upright, its lines vigorous as if inlaid within it. Moreover, Fisher had seen this text more than once.
"This is... text from another world, written by a Transferred Person."
Fisher recognized what text this was with just one glance. Scanning up and down and discovering they were all square text, he ruled out it being the kind from Asuka Karasawa's hometown.
The text she used would have slightly more obviously rounded symbols; this text was different.
This was the text used by the contributor of the "Demi-Human Completion Handbook".
"Transferred Person? What is written on it, do you recognize it?"
Fisher had a Translation Relic implanted by Angels on his body, so most of the time he could understand and read the words others spoke. If the Demi-Human Girl Con spoke in front of him, he should also be able to understand, because there was communication between Souls, but lifeless text seemingly wouldn't work.
Elven text was a language recorded in the Translation Relic, so he could read it. On the other hand, if modern Carduan text was placed before the Translation Relic, it wouldn't be able to recognize it either; this was the same principle.
"I don't recognize it either, but perhaps we can find someone else to ask later. Eimhart, record it down first, there's quite a lot of content."
"Oh, no problem."
Eimhart went to record, while Renee looked at Fisher and asked,
"Is it the text used by that Transferred Person who killed the World Tree?"
"No, I haven't met the person who uses this text either, but I've heard many of her deeds... maybe my preference becoming so strange is also her fault."
"Pfft."
Covering her mouth, Renee was amused again watching the expressionless, extremely serious Fisher. Extending a pink fist, she pounded Fisher's shoulder, then said,
"Then I have to blame her too."
"Why?"
"If it weren't for her, wouldn't you have not met so many ladies, and I wouldn't be this jealous either!"
Fisher thought for a bit, still feeling it was incorrect. Shaking his head, he said,
"If it weren't for that Demi-Human Girl Con, we might not have met either. The very first Completion Handbook was written by her, and it was also her handbook that allowed you to stay by my side."
"Mm, then I should still thank her..."
Renee flew to Fisher's shoulder with a smile, speaking thus.
Fisher was just about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of that Eimhart revealing dead fish eyes.
He had already finished recording the things written on it. Looking at the two before his eyes, he didn't have the slightest joy of having recorded down knowledge.
He felt like a dog being kicked twice by someone on the side of the road. His sole purpose for coming here was to record these few sentences he couldn't even read.
He swore, if a situation like this happened in the future, he absolutely wouldn't come again; even if he died outside he wouldn't be a third wheel anymore!
Fortunately, Renee was truly understanding and considerate. Turning her head to look at the slanted moon at the horizon, she suggested to Fisher,
"Shall we return to the Southern Continent?"
"So soon?"
"Tonight is already enough, I am very satisfied... Return any later, and I fear the conflict between that Dragonewt and Whale-person will become irreconcilable again. Although I am very happy to see this, if it causes you to go read those things again because of this, it's better not to."
"...How did you know?"
"Don't look at me, I have no interest in staring at them. I'm afraid I won't be able to resist executing them while watching. It's just that I incidentally passed by while going to fetch the clothes earlier, took a glance at their situation, and inquired about a little something, that's all..."
Snorting lightly, Renee was about to float up. She didn't continue on this topic, merely looking at Fisher and saying,
"Then I'll send you back to the Dragon Court right now?"
"No, Renee, send me to the False Dragon Court in the north first, any city will do..."
"False Dragon Court?"
Fisher nodded, having already clearly recalled the events that occurred in the Defiled Church in the Northern Border back then in his mind. He said,
"I need to make a phone call."