novelraw Chapter 581: Yin Nature
Chapter 581: Yin Nature
"How could there be such an ugly version of myself?"
Eimhart blankly scrutinized the pink-covered book blinking its phoenix eyes within the gate. Amidst his shock, he still couldn't help but give his own evaluation.
"Hmph, what vulgar wording. It's simply as ugly and vulgar as a dirty piece of avocado bread dropped on the ground... Listening to your unpleasant voice and coarse words simply pollutes the ears of the noble Book Princess."
Yet he saw that small book in the embrace of the "female version Fisher" opposite the gate leaf fly out of her embrace, speaking thusly with extreme disdain and disgust.
Every one of her sentences was like a Steel Knife stabbing into Eimhart's heart, angering him to no end,
"What?! You actually dare to insult the great Sir Book Artifact! You... you... I'm so mad! I'm going to fight you to the death!"
"Hehe, triggered..."
"Your mom!!"
That pink "Book Princess" of the other party advanced a distance unwilling to show weakness, drawing closer and closer to that transparent gate leaf alongside Eimhart. Worried there might be some danger to this gate leaf, Fisher hastily opened his mouth to call out to Eimhart to make him stop.
Yet he didn't expect the female version of himself behind the gate leaf to also open her mouth simultaneously,"Eimhart!"
"Emeliro!"
The two sharply opposing books stopped simultaneously, shooting a vicious glare at each other, before flying back onto the shoulders of their respective partners anew.
The woman opposite the gate leaf scrutinized Fisher outside the gate leaf expressionlessly. After pondering for a split second, she subsequently said to the Book Princess on her shoulder,
"Is this the test of the 'Gate of Victory', creating a gender-swapped myself from within the gate?"
"Probably so, Fischer, but I advise you to confirm once more. After all, they seem capable of thinking, rather than a simple illu... Fischer, wait!"
But in the next moment, the Fischer within the gate twisted her neck. A slender, mercury-like sword blade violently darted out from her right hand. Simultaneously, the Mythical Rank energy filled with chaotic aura all over her body also opened full fire. Transmitting along that gate leaf, it surprisingly gave Fisher a sensation of a violent earthquake.
She looked at the Fisher before her eyes with a cold face. Subsequently, with one swoop, she threw the Book Princess Emeliro on her shoulder to the side, whistling through that gate leaf, transforming into a physical entity and charging towards Fisher.
No, why is her Fluid Sword still fine, while his own is withered?
"Fischer!"
"Fisher!"
Fisher's complexion also sank slightly. Subsequently, he similarly threw off Eimhart on his shoulder. The Book Princess behind the gate leaf also anxiously followed up, biting the bullet and crossing the gate leaf to head towards this side.
"Rumble!"
As Fisher's flesh continuously squirmed, his eyes violently locked onto the movement direction of the other party's Fluid Sword. Recalling his usual method of using the Fluid Sword, he roughly predicted a direction. Subsequently, his entire person flashed and dodged towards another direction.
Yet he didn't expect, diametrically opposite to his own usage habits, the Fluid Sword in Fischer's hands instantly transformed into a giant hammer that looked extremely heavy. She also concurrently twisted her body, violently slicing through the air around her, issuing a popping sound as it smashed towards the direction Fisher was dodging to.
This strike seemed somewhat Unexpected for Fisher, but he quickly reacted. The chaotic power of the Life Completion Manual within his body was exerted to the extreme. Behind him abruptly sprouted many slime-like tentacles that turned into whips, pulling on the adjacent stone wall and Fischer's wrist. Leaping into midair, he violently smashed a punch towards her face.
"Rumble!"
The other party's hammer swung into empty air, but the terrifying power of the Mythical Rank formed a storm within this extremely expansive mountain cave. Amidst the shaking earth and swaying mountains, the stone blocks of the mountain cave above also began rapidly collapsing, completely blocking off the path Fisher came from.
Fischer was punched back before the gate leaf. She painfully covered her face that had been hammered red, twisting her neck "clack clack clack".
But the collapse hadn't stopped. Frowning, Fisher leaped several times within the mountain cave, dodging the massive chunks of crushed stones.
"Fischer! Are you crazy?! I already told you don't be impulsive, yet you just traversed exactly through this gate leaf just like this. What if we can't go back?"
"Ptooey!"
Fischer wore a cold face, spitting out a mouthful of saliva before standing up. Then looking at the Fisher before her eyes, she said in a low voice,
"I must hurry up, Helaire is still waiting for me to return. Move aside, I will resolve this very quickly."
"Sigh, you really don't listen to advice. Even if it's for Baimon's sake... he looks so similar to you, and both are at the Fifteenth Tier, haven't you discovered anything amiss yet?"
Fisher, who was originally staring at the collapsing mountain cave around them with furrowed brows, froze slightly upon hearing the other party utter the name "Helaire". Subsequently, he turned his head to look at her, questioning,
"Helaire?"
"What, can illusions also read my memories now? Telling you the truth, you'd best retreat quickly. I might do some impulsive things for my wife's sake..."
"Wife?"
Fisher grew increasingly confused, as if he didn't recognize the Nari Language she spoke. And Eimhart beside them also flew onto his shoulder once again with a face full of Unbelief, questioning,
"Wife? My goodness, don't tell me you married that damnable one? Even if you turned into a woman, I still find this matter very unbelievable and hard to accept..."
Fischer's complexion grew even colder. Yet surprisingly, the one refuting Sir Book Artifact wasn't her personality; the one who got anxious first was the Book Princess floating beside her,
"What? I forbid you to speak of Baimon like this! Actually daring to curse her as damnable, you stinky rag!"
"Crazy... crazy... to think there would actually be someone helping Baimon speak..."
At this moment, the fact that the Book Princess before his eyes was defending Baimon gave Eimhart an impact force so massive that he was even completely oblivious to the other party cursing him as a rag.
He blankly shot a glance at Fisher, truly unable to figure out exactly what was going on.
Meanwhile, Fisher also frowned. Raising his hand to signal the other party to stop, he concurrently asked,
"You married Helaire, and moreover came to the Demon Dynasty for her sake?"
Seeing the "illusion" before her eyes suddenly stop and speak, perhaps due to the reminder of the Book Princess's words beside her, Fischer didn't rush to make a move anymore. Yet she still remained filled with vigilance,
"What, trying to fish for information from me?"
"...What about Raphaela then?"
"You even know Raphaela?"
"Is it very strange to know her?"
"...No, just didn't expect illusions still need to fish for information to confirm information about me and my friend."
"Friend?"
"What, is she not your friend? Could she be your enemy?"
Fisher opened his mouth, momentarily unable to wrap his head around it.
Could it be the female version of himself was surprisingly this much of a scumbag? Even though he himself was like this, he at least didn't consider them to not be friends, whereas the Fischer before his eyes actually wasn't even willing to give a proper status?
Meanwhile, Eimhart also pursed his lips, complaining with the identical train of thought as Fisher,
"Although she isn't you, but putting yourself in her shoes for a bit, just think about how Raphaela only slept in the same bed with you last night, yet today you merely say she's your friend... Eek, she will definitely kill you."
"Wait, what, you slept with her... you and her... No, I should say, what is your relationship with your Raphaela?"
"She and I are Tail-Compatible Partners."
"Then what about Helaire?"
"...Also."
"..."
As Fischer listened, her complexion also grew colder and colder. Subsequently, she silently raised the giant hammer in her hand once again, pointing it at the Fisher before her eyes, concurrently saying,
"Sure enough, it's an illusion. It's impossible for me to be like this... Or rather, he is enticing me to fall, making me commit such a despicable act. Indeed the methods of demons, truly filthy. It's just a pity, I am unswervingly loyal to Helaire, it is absolutely impossible for me to do such a thing, you are disappointed..."
Meanwhile, the Book Princess beside her also nodded her head, putting on an appearance of being unable to bear looking straight at it.
"..."
Whereas Fisher and Eimhart both opened their mouths, momentarily speechless. After a moment of silence, Eimhart turned his head back to look at Fisher, saying,
"Bad, why do I also feel now that you're more like an illusion from the demon side seducing people into falling instead?"
"..."
"You should reflect on yourself."
"..."
Fisher didn't reply, merely also secretly sizing up the Fischer before his eyes. He discovered that no matter what method he used to look, the existence before his eyes was real.
She had a soul, a physical entity, and moreover her aura was identical to his own, a Mythical Rank entered via Chaos.
But aside from this, Fisher also began discovering a bit of a wonderful pattern. Namely, this Fischer presented diametrically opposite characteristics in many aspects compared to himself, and even the Book Princess beside her also possessed this characteristic.
Eimhart hated Baimon, whereas the Book Princess simply liked Baimon; Eimhart spoke anxiously and hastily, and when deeply anxious even liked to curse without thinking, whereas the Book Princess was unhurried and unpanicked, speaking very elegantly.
Whereas Fisher wasn't impetuous, liking to plan before acting; Fischer conversely was exactly the opposite, extremely impulsive, wanting to make a move against him directly even when the Book Princess couldn't persuade her otherwise.
Most importantly, he had a deep relationship with many ladies, whereas Fischer was unswervingly loyal, solely liking Helaire, and even marrying her (although Fisher also didn't know why the marriage partner would be Helaire).
Fisher could roughly sense, exactly the same as what Fischer sensed, the appearance of this bizarre phenomenon was absolutely inextricably linked with the Gate of Victory. But how could he shake off the other party and enter the Dynasty?
The method inside the Scroll was: defeat the invincible. Could it be he had to defeat the Fischer before his eyes to be able to enter the Dynasty?
After a moment of silence, he finally questioned,
"Helaire is a female, right?"
"...Could your Helaire be a male?"
"Then do you know Elizabeth?"
"She and I broke up peacefully. Now she is the kingdom's eldest princess. She and I can be considered friends, but we haven't met each other for a very long time."
"What about Renee?"
"My best friend."
"What about Jasmine?"
"Merely my student."
"What about Valentiina Turan?"
"You bastard! Don't tell me you laid your hands on all of them?! You animal!! Demon!!"
Fischer, however, could no longer continue listening. She hastily raised the giant hammer in her hand, aiming it at Fisher once again, denouncing the other party bitterly like this,
"Are you or are you not a Nali Person in the end? Don't tell me you've forgotten all of Nun Teresa's teachings to you?! Wait, could it be you weren't raised by Nun Teresa, but were raised by some Carduan instead, that's why you are so profligate."
"..."
It was probably because the Naris in her impression and the Naris where he resided were not the same place, right? Therefore, the two concepts of Naris and Kadu were also completely opposite to those in his impression?
But...
What about Teresa?
She sounded identical to the one in his impression, that gentle and devout...
Fisher remained silent for a split second, subsequently replying,
"I was raised by Nun Teresa... Even now, I also can't clearly distinguish whether you are ultimately an illusion generated by the Gate of Victory or a thing formed by some other reason. I believe you can also feel that both of us are physical entities, and moreover both have the strength of the Mythical Rank. Are you certain you want to continue making a move? If this continues, this place will completely collapse."
Both he and Fischer simultaneously shot a glance at the complete mess around them. Right now, the ceiling of the mountain cave was full of cracks, looking precarious, as if it could collapse down at any time.
Fischer remained silent for a moment. Subsequently, the giant hammer transformed from the Fluid Sword in her hand slowly turned into mercury fluid, retracting into the white sword hilt. She silently scrutinized the Fisher before her eyes, subsequently saying,
"What you said makes sense. But undeniably, you still turned your back on the teachings of Nun Teresa and the Mother Goddess... You should feel ashamed of this."
Great, she was actually a Mother Goddess believer.
"...Teresa never taught me matters between men and women. She is a believer of the Mother Goddess, keeping her mouth entirely shut regarding this. Compared to this, are you certain you still want to continue focusing your energy on criticizing my private life instead of thinking of a way to leave this gate?"
Fischer watched Fisher bypass herself and walk to the front of that Gate of Victory. She hesitated for a moment, and still walked to the front of that gate as well. However, she still couldn't help but complain one more sentence,
"True, but seeing you so fallen, Teresa wouldn't rest in peace in the church either... Before she passed away, she told me, hoping I could live up to my own heart in the future. But it seems she didn't say such words to you."
"..."
Fisher's action of observing the gate leaf froze slightly. Subsequently, he seemed to realize something, unable to help but press further a sentence,
"On your side, Teresa also passed away due to illness?"
"...Mm, heart disease."
"..."
Fischer turned her head to look at him puzzledly, not knowing exactly what Teresa had passed away from on Fisher's side.
Only Fisher knew that what she said was exactly Teresa's true cause of death.
When Teresa was young, she suffered from an incurable chronic heart disease. Her heart frequently ached, aching until her complexion turned pale, yet it was not fatal.
Until the summer Fisher graduated from high school and was about to head to university, her heart disease also began to grow increasingly severe. In a situation where both medicine and magic were helpless to cure her, the impoverished and young Fisher back then was at the End of his Rope. He could only watch helplessly as she became weaker bit by bit, until ushering in the ending of death, completely leaving his side...
But why, if everything else was opposite to Fisher, was Nun Teresa's cause of death completely identical?
Or rather, actually it was still opposite. Either it wasn't a natural death on her side, yet she hadn't discovered it...
Or, it was exactly on his own side, Teresa wasn't actually a natural death, but he himself hadn't discovered it?
Fisher was completely dumbfounded on the spot. This terrifying speculation caused his limbs to begin turning exceptionally icy cold, making his heart almost stop beating.
If Teresa was an unnatural death, then exactly because of what reason did she die? Who would want to kill a devout, Unknown To The Public Saint-Nazareth nun, snatching her away from his young self's side?
"Hey, why did you, scumbag, suddenly freeze up?"
"Fisher, are you alright?"
The Book Princess in front and Eimhart at the side both opened their mouths simultaneously, making Fisher snap back to reality little by little from that terrifying speculation.
He took a deep breath, rubbed the center of his brows, and replied,
"...I'm fine."
Even In The Most Extreme Case, could he possibly be paralyzed in hesitation right now just because of a bizarre phenomenon produced by this gate leaf inside the Demon Dynasty?
He must first place his attention on the matter of saving Raphaela before his eyes, not anything else.
It was merely because Nun Teresa was too special and important to him, thus he would...
Produce doubt.
Fisher swiftly reorganized his expression. Looking at the gigantic gate leaf before his eyes clear as glass and a Mirror, he said to Fischer,
"Just now, you all passed through this gate to arrive here with me. That is to say, the two sides of this gate respectively correspond to our two worlds?"
"...Mm, I need to pass through this gate to enter the Demon Dynasty. I must rescue Helaire who is bound within. The two demons discovered her free status and want to seek freedom through her, liberating all demons. At that time, for a world without Mythical Species, it will certainly be a catastrophe."
Fisher reached out to stroke that gate leaf. Subsequently, his fingers seemed to plunge into the water surface, passing through that gate leaf to enter the world on Fischer's side.
He could also go to their world?
But going to their side wouldn't solve the problem either. She also couldn't open this gate to head to the Dynasty.
Why is entering a gate of the Dynasty so troublesome? Could it be that the demons inside the Gate of Victory also didn't want people disturbing them just like Eliog, therefore making the entry conditions so troublesome?
"Do you have a Scroll recording the entry method for this gate?"
"I do, but the words on it are obscured by clouds and mist, something like... 'defeat the invincible'. Do you have any ideas?"
It seemed the method she obtained was identical to his own.
Fisher also didn't know exactly what method could allow entry. He swept a glance around the surroundings, wanting to see if there were any clues beside the gate leaf. But because Fischer's direct attacks previously had collapsed over half the mountain cave, nothing could be seen.
But probably Fisher had also shot a glance at the surroundings earlier; besides stones, there was nothing else.
And Fischer saw him searching for clues nearby, also feeling her earlier blind and direct attacks were slightly inappropriate. Hence she felt somewhat abashed, hastily shifting her gaze away, and together with him searched for possible clues in the surroundings to alleviate the awkwardness.
It was also this exact glance that made her suddenly discover something,
"Huh, this is..."
Fisher hastily turned his head to look at her, discovering she was currently raising her head to look above the gigantic gate leaf. It seemed there was something up there.
He also raised his head to look. What entered his vision were merely those two lines of "Gate of Victory" engraved in demon language and ancient human language from earlier, that's all.
"Is something the matter?"
"The things engraved above seem to be somewhat different from earlier. What I saw previously were two lines of 'Gate of Victory' in different languages."
"...What I saw was similarly also this."
"For real?"
Fischer hastily looked towards him. Subsequently, she pointed at the text above with Unbelief, saying,
"But what I see coming to this side now is..."
"Those who enter the Sun Gate, are of Yin Nature."