novelraw Chapter 579: Paramour
Chapter 579: Paramour
The next morning, when the sky was just showing the First Light Of Dawn, Fisher got up from the warm bed of gentleness beside him. He looked at the misty weather outside this morning, pondered for a moment, and still silently picked up his clothes thrown to the side, putting them on piece by piece.
Raphaela beside him slept very lightly, but she came back early yesterday. Counting the time, even though she woke up early now, the sleep she got was still much longer than when she was working previously.
And this also meant her preparations at the Dragon Court frontline were basically complete. She was only waiting to ride out on horseback and rush to the battlefield at any time.
Right now, feeling Fisher beside her silently changing clothes and preparing to leave the bed, Raphaela's claw gently extended out from within the blankets. She silently grabbed the clothes he had just changed into, pulling out strands of irregular wrinkles.
Fisher turned his head to look over, and saw a pair of already open jade-colored eyes.
She didn't say anything, merely maintaining this action. But Fisher felt the thoughts entrusted in her heart at this moment: She didn't want him to leave.
It seemed after last night, this red-colored Dragon-kin who had already grown into the Dragon Court Queen within a few years still remained full of attachment towards him. While this made Fisher's heart soften and spawn a sense of reluctance to part, that determination swearing to protect her well also grew even firmer.
"I will return very soon..."
"..."
He similarly extended his hand and gently grasped Raphaela's warm palm, speaking in a low voice like this. However, she still remained silent, merely hiding half of her head in the soft pillow. Using her cheek she rubbed against the fabric, concurrently rubbing the rose-colored long hair also spread over it onto her cheek.Fisher smiled. He extended his hand to stroke the smooth Scales on her bare back, subsequently continuing in a low voice,
"I'm setting off."
"...Let Jasmine go with you together. She is already waiting for you."
This time, Raphaela finally opened her mouth somewhat hazily, but her words left Fisher somewhat surprised,
"...You already saw her yesterday. I thought you were only going to personally tell her after today."
"You know I don't drag my feet when doing things. Since I said it in the morning, naturally I would go see her."
Fisher smiled bitterly, not daring to ask about the situation when they met either. But looking at the current appearance, even if this conflict was temporarily unresolved, they still hadn't reached the point of quarreling anew yet.
He didn't know whether he should be thankful to those two demons for providing enough oppressive external circumstances for Fisher, which only then allowed the internal conflicts to obtain a portion of diversion.
But since Raphaela had already spoken to this extent, Fisher also had no reason not to bring Jasmine along. Viewed purely from the level of assistance, he was even prepared to bring along the Death Minister, an undying human who hadn't even finished reading the Death Completion Manual and whose strength whether it reached the fifth-tier was unknown. For an existence like Jasmine who possessed a full Fourteenth-Tier, in terms of assistance she would certainly be much more useful than the Death Minister.
When Fisher got up again this time, Raphaela's claw gently pulling on his clothes finally let go, allowing him to get up smoothly.
Turning his head back, she also didn't show any signs of getting up. She merely silently looked at Fisher like this, seeing him off.
Fisher could no longer hold back and turned his head, kissing her lips, deeply engraving her scent into his memory as a memento of their temporary parting.
Mm, subsequently, she still forcefully sucked a mouthful near Fisher's lips, attempting to leave a conspicuous mark. However, it still proved fruitless, making her imperceptibly puff out her cheeks slightly again.
That mysterious hickey from yesterday had already disappeared during last night's rest. Actually, at that time, if not for that thing abruptly appearing in front of Raphaela, Fisher could completely use the power of the Life Completion Manual to instantly make it vanish.
But since she had discovered it, Fisher also didn't quite want to use that chaotic power to scare her. After all, when used, his entire body from top to bottom would squirm. He could only wait for a whole night before slowly eliminating it; this would also be more natural.
After obtaining Raphaela's farewell kiss, Fisher left the room alone, preparing to set off for the "Gate of Victory," the entrance to the Demon Dynasty recorded in the Scroll.
He first took back Eimhart, who was lying dead waiting for him in another room, into his embrace. Having been chased out by Raphaela many times, this Book Artifact gradually got used to it. Even if he came back anew, he was too lazy to complain anymore.
Eimhart was also a bit fearful of Raphaela in her mother tyrannosaurus state. And whenever Fisher went to coax this Dragon-kin Queen, he would also inevitably enter "prime adult male mode." Even if he was allowed to stay beside them, it would be quite uncomfortable; he simply went outside to seek some peace and quiet.
And exactly as Raphaela said, Jasmine had already been waiting in the Dragon Court for a long time.
When Fisher brought Eimhart in his embrace to look for her, she had already prepared a huge bunch of things in her room last night.
Right when Fisher was worried if it would be very troublesome to bring so many things, she instead used that Golden Crown on her head to give a slight collect, instantly storing all the things here into it. This made Fisher and Eimhart both Click Their Tongues in Wonder.
"This is..."
Jasmine touched the golden head crown on her head somewhat abashedly, saying to Fisher,
"This is a Relic made by my mother. It has the function of storing items."
He almost forgot. Even Muxi could manufacture the Angels' Holy Artifacts; how could her Demigod mother not know how to.
Furthermore, Fisher had learned the conditions for manufacturing Holy Artifacts when in the Sanctuary. They were respectively a powerful energy source and a sufficiently suitable medium. Actually, no matter how one looked at it, the seabed was an extremely suitable forging spot.
Not only were there various kinds of active volcanoes on the seabed, but it was also filled with massive amounts of water energy to serve as a medium. This was probably also the natural condition why Whale-kin like Muxi and Xuan Can were still producing Relics after the Sanctuary perished.
Bringing along Jasmine who was prepared to set off at any time, Fisher concurrently took out that whistle the Death Minister gave him previously.
When walking out of the Prayer and Blessing Tower, he gently aimed that whistle at his mouth and blew it slightly, letting out an extremely bizarre and unpleasant sound.
Listening to that sound, Eimhart staying in his embrace flew out uncomfortably to dodge it. It was just a pity he had no hands and couldn't directly reach out to cover his own ears like Jasmine beside him.
"Woo~ woo~ woo~"
As that ear-piercing, unpleasant whistling sounded from Fisher's fingertips, an aura Fisher was extremely familiar with abruptly lingered around his surroundings.
That kind of...
Aura of death?
"Chirp chirp~ coo coo~"
Right at this moment, a somewhat unpleasant bird cry transmitted from an unknown direction in the Dragon Court.
Fisher's ears twitched slightly. He raised his head to look at the sky, only to exactly see a wobbly grey Southern Continent sparrow flying over towards this side. However, the sharp-eyed Fisher quickly discovered the bizarre aspect of that sparrow.
He saw that sparrow in the sky possessed a shriveled body. The originally rotund belly completely caved in right now. Looking from the outside, it turned out a large hole was broken on it, thereby exposing the completely shriveled Five Viscera inside.
That sparrow's feathers were messy. The head was also deformed due to some external factor, yet it still flew tenaciously.
As if manipulated by some miraculous power, possessing some kind of bizarre, endless vitality. It used its pale, lifeless yet continuously flickering eyes to look at the group consisting of Fisher and Jasmine below.
"Coo coo..."
"Holland?"
"..."
That sparrow resembling a corpse wobbled and stepped onto the eaves of a nearby building, tilting its head to look at Fisher below. After a moment of silence, a kind of unpleasant speech mimicking the Cardo Language bloomed from its vacant lower abdomen,
"I have already arrived at the gate leaf waiting for you... Come over..."
"Here... something is not quite right come quickly..."
After that sparrow arduously spat out the words it wanted to convey word by word, along with spitting out several small and white Maggots, that small, belly-vacant sparrow also tilted its little head and fell from the eaves, remaining Motionless forevermore.
At this moment, spanning the northern end of the Southern Branch Mountain Range, was the frontline of the war between the Red Dragon Court and the Pseudo-Court previously, and also the place where Fisher had seen traces of war remaining previously.
Continuing several tens of kilometers further north from this leftover battlefield, a dense array of military camp tents was already set up now. The soldiers walking back and forth inside moving fortifications and transporting logistical supplies were exactly the campsite of the Human Allied Army.
"General Barbatos, all fortifications have been fully prepared. Standing by at any time."
Inside the main tent, an orderly responsible for conveying orders carefully and cautiously stepped in with his head lowered, informing the tall and burly man sitting at the end of the tent regarding the news that everything outside was ready.
Even though it was an army's main tent, the structure inside appeared exceptionally simple. There were no war chess tables, no maps, nor any military officers responsible for strategic discussion.
In other armies of Naris, such a main tent configuration might appear slightly bizarre, but the soldiers of this Human Allied Army had long grown accustomed to this point.
Or rather, this was the mystery behind General Barbatos's invincibility. He was truly excessively powerful, and his decisions never had any mistakes. This made the soldiers under his command long accustomed to obeying his orders rather than questioning him.
Hearing the orderly's words, the two people inside the tent both appeared lacking in interest. Besides General Barbatos, it was the Chief of Staff, Agreas.
Barbatos had no response. It was the petite woman wearing glasses and a white military uniform who waved her hand at him saying,
"I know. You can go out."
"Yes!"
After the orderly retreated outside the tent and returned the quietness to them anew, Barbatos finally shot a glance at Agreas beside him and spoke,
"Baimon said that guy hasn't completely sunk into Chaos yet, so it's still not the time to seize the Blessing of Fermabaha on that Dragon-kin's body... Let's give them a bit of pressure first. It's best to make that Dragon-kin sustain injuries, this way he will hurry up."
Upon hearing this, Agreas remained silent without uttering a word, looking at the entrance of the tent the whole time. Her fingers continuously brushed across her chin. The pair of eyes hidden beneath the glasses flashed with a bit of unclear meaning.
After pondering deeply for quite a while, she finally murmured,
"Barbatos, do you feel... Baimon is trustworthy?"
Barbatos looked at her expressionlessly and questioned,
"What does this mean?"
"Our entire race has been imprisoned under the trial of that False God for over a thousand years, yet she has been freely wandering outside the whole time..."
"Didn't she long ago already..."
"I know she confessed to us, she spoke of her relationship with that group of Angels, and moreover Baal and the others are also not unaware of Baimon's true origins, but what I'm saying is not this..."
Below Agreas's lenses flashed a bit of scarlet, bloody light as she looked towards Barbatos,
"I meant, a guy like her, would she actually care about us bunch who have been locked up for over a thousand years?"
"...She might be borrowing our strength to accomplish some goal."
Agreas nodded. Her expression wasn't considered good-looking,
"Letting us out was merely a sweet treat she gave. I even suspect the method she gave to release Eliog's soul back then was to lay the groundwork for the current situation. Our freedom is merely a sweet treat she gave, for the sake of treating us as chess pieces to accomplish her unknown secrets."
"..."
Barbatos's handsome face creased in a frown. A bit of feeble wind flashed in his hands. From that wind transmitted a hint of the sounds of painful howling, seeming to be his method of inquiring about a certain kind of information.
After staying silent for quite a while, he finally said,
"What could her goal be?"
"Heh, how would I know. That guy is a 【King】 after all; the secrets contained within her body aren't something we can imagine. Moreover, she was dead certain we definitely wouldn't ignore the other locked-up compatriots. Your partner, my friend are all still restricted within."
Barbatos closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, saying in a low voice,
"Yes, he's still inside..."
"However, even as cunning as her, she still revealed a slight flaw."
Barbatos opened his eyes, seemingly feeling interested in the words coming from her mouth,
"Flaw?"
"Think carefully about the matter she wants us to accomplish. Assuming her true goal isn't actively wanting to help us and our compatriots escape our predicament, then her goal is definitely closely related to the matter she needs to borrow our strength to accomplish..."
Barbatos was too lazy to think, hence he merely propped his cheek waiting for Agreas to think of an answer...
And after several seconds passed, Agreas's eyes abruptly brightened up. It seemed a flash of inspiration brought her a possible answer, murmuring as she said,
"That husband the human Empress is pursuing..."
"Husband? And also the human who had affairs with that Dragon-kin?"
"Mm."
"How can you be certain?"
Agreas sneered, but the clues discovered within her brain seemed to grow more and more. The corners of her mouth also raised higher and higher,
"I indeed cannot be certain. But don't you feel, as someone like Baimon, would she possess such an understanding towards a human?"
She cracked her knuckles, issuing out crisp "creak creak" sounds like mechanical parts one after another, then continued saying,
"If we say it's some mysterious knowledge, then her understanding it would be very normal. But if it's towards a person? She seems dead certain that man would immerse himself in Chaotic Knowledge to protect that Dragon-kin. Such certainty towards a certain person's disposition... hehe, appearing on that Baimon, wouldn't you find it very strange?"
Barbatos narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice,
"Fischer Benavides, what relationship would he have with Baimon?"
"Regardless of what relationship it is, even slandering her with the greatest malice and saying that man is her Paramour is fine. Or maybe there's something on that man's body that Baimon wants... What if, we can obtain him a step ahead?"
"..."
Agreas snapped another one of her index fingers and tossed it towards the ground anew. Subsequently staring blankly as it resembled a worm coming alive, burreling into the ground, heading towards an unknown location.